General's little girl

Chapter 130 I am deeply grateful (1)
Murong You nodded with tears in her eyes, and finally got used to this shabby house, then she looked at the child, whose facial features were very similar to Xia Wu, she asked in shock, "Is this my cousin's child?"

Xiaorou smiled very gently and said: "Yes, just two years and four months old, called Bao'er!" Then she hugged the child towards Murong You.Xiao Rou's originally dull face became as bright as the sun in the sky because of this smile.Murong You knew that it was the light of happiness.

How rare, in such a humble place that can't even be called a house, there is still happiness to speak of.

She was crying, touched the little doll with trembling hands, and said in a choked voice, "Hey, Bao'er, can you call me Auntie?"

Bao'er looked at her blankly at first, but when she heard her speak, she backed away timidly.Xiaorou hugged the child into her arms and said with a smile: "Bao'er is a bit shy!" Seeing that Ye Qingcheng was still standing, she hurriedly greeted her and said, "General Ye, please sit down too. The place is a bit rough, so don't dislike it!"

Seeing Xiaorou's apologetic expression, Ye Qingcheng sat down quickly, fearing that she would make things difficult again.

Murong You didn't even look at her from the beginning to the end.I wanted to ask something, but I didn't dare to ask anything, and finally asked tremblingly, "Cousin, is he okay?"

No need to ask, you already know the answer, you fell from a high place and fell so badly, how can you survive?

But Xiao Rou said with a smile: "Young master is living a very good life. Every day, he is busy working and has no time to think about it, but he has a fulfilling life. After Bao'er, the young master began to smile. He always said that he brought the baby. Bao'er came to this world, so he has to be responsible!"

Murong You asked in surprise, "Why are you still called Cousin Young Master? Aren't you husband and wife?"

Xiao Rou wiped her nose for Bao'er and replied inadvertently, "In the heart of my servant, the young master will always be the emperor, and my servant will always be his slave!"

Murong You suddenly cried and hugged Xiaorou tightly and said: "Xiaorou, thank you, thank you! If you hadn't helped me that day, I would have married into the palace and paid homage to my cousin. You walked by his side through the most difficult days, he must not be able to survive! Thank you, thank you, it was you who helped me and my cousin..."

But Xiao Rou stopped her and said, "Miss, don't say that. A slave is born to be a slave. Only by your honor can I get close to the son. For me, the current situation is a kind of luck. If I have been in the palace all the time , how can you see slaves in the eyes of the young master? Such a day is very good!"

But Murong You hurriedly knelt down and said: "Xiaorou, you must stop calling yourself a slave, in my heart, you are my real sister, I thank you before it's too late..."

"Miss, what are you doing, get up, get up!"

Seeing Murong You stubbornly unable to get up, she could only say, "Slave... I just stop calling myself a slave!"

"You still want to call me sister!" Murong You continued to raise conditions, and when she saw Xiao Rou nodding, she stood up.

The two chatted again about Xia Wu.As soon as Murong You saw the environment in the room, she hated Ye Qingcheng very much. Even if my cousin is not the emperor, if he is willing to help, my cousin will not live like this.

There is not a single new thing in the whole house, everything is old and broken, as if picked up.

Bao'er had just peed, and when Murong You was smiling and praising Bao'er for being cute, a joyful and slightly thick boy came, "Rou'er, I'm back, I'm so thirsty, hurry up and pour me a glass of water!"

Xiao Rou hurriedly stood up, and then said embarrassingly: "I'm really sorry, because I don't have a good cup, so I didn't pour water for you!"

Murong You ignored her and stared at the door closely.

When that figure appeared, her body shook and stood there unable to move.

He was still carrying a hoe on his shoulders and didn't have time to put it down. He was holding a white scarf on his head, had a long black beard, and was dressed in tattered clothes. He was wearing straw sandals with his toes sticking out, his trousers were rolled up, and his calves were still stained with mud.

Except for those black eyes, there was nothing in his body that was familiar to her.

If he hadn't stared at her in shock, she wouldn't be sure that the man in front of her was her cousin, that gentle man like jade.

Time seemed to stand still.She looked at him, and he looked at her.

She couldn't hold it back, her eyes were red, and she shed tears silently.He also slowly wet his eyes.

It seemed that they were chasing and playing in the flowers in their childhood. She was the jewel in the palm of his father, and he was the son of the queen. They were rich and carefree.

At that time, they thought that being poor would have nothing to do with them in this lifetime.

However, the world is like this.

The cousin who is the gentlest and loves her the most, the cousin who is always glamorous and treacherous, the cousin who has said many times that he likes her and wants to marry him...

It was really him, he was standing in front of her.

Her heart clenched tightly, and then fell to the ground in pieces by Ling Chi.

why?What do I have to give in exchange for the beauty of the past?What can I get in exchange for the carefreeness I once had?If this is growing up, if growing up will inevitably experience suffering and pain, can you, let me stay in front of that flower bush forever, always stay in front of such a beautiful flower bush.

"You're here!" Finally, he said peacefully with a smile.

"Cousin!" She choked up and threw herself into his arms, hugging his neck tightly and crying loudly.

Like every time when she was a child, as long as she was wronged, as long as she didn't get what she wanted, she would just cry in her cousin's arms, but at that time, even crying was happy.

But now, she was so sad that she wished she could die.

She didn't know what to do except hold her cousin tightly and cry. She felt sorry for everything about him, and hoped that she would suffer all the suffering instead of just watching.

The hoe on Xia Wu's shoulder fell to the ground because of her sudden rush.He was stunned for a while, then hugged her with a smile, stroked her head with a big hand, and said jokingly: "How old are you, why are you still crying like when you were a child, hurry up, don't make people laugh! "

Murong You lifted his head sobbing, and pulled his hand, and saw that his hand was thick, thick and swollen, all calloused, black without a trace of white, and many places were burst , that was the most horrible hand she had ever seen, she even forgot to cry, and asked in distressed surprise, "What's going on? How did your hand become like this?" The hand that used to be as smooth as jade held her gently My little handwriting, how could it become like this.

(End of this chapter)