Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 421

Hua Rong couldn't hold back the tears anymore, his son likes this place, he is used to it, and can live well here.That being the case, what else is there to worry about?

"Tiger head, you will sleep with your mother tonight."

"Great."

In the year when my mother was seriously injured, only this one month or so before I was truly sober. The little tiger head was taken care of by the nanny. Now that I have my mother's permission, I am very happy to be with my mother day and night.After eating, Hua Rong carefully washed his face, washed him, changed into comfortable pajamas, and then carried him to bed.

"Mom, tell me a story."

"What story do you want to hear?"

"Dad always tells me about pirates, you tell me about something else."

Hua Rong lay beside him, stroking his hair, and said with a smile, "Son, mom doesn't tell stories, so can I teach you how to sing?"

"Great."

Hua Rong cleared his throat, and said, "I'm so angry that I'm resting by the lanai and the drizzle rain. I looked up and screamed to the sky, with a strong heart. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of roads and moons. Don't wait, The boy's head is turning white, Kong is sad..." She couldn't sing anymore, the past was vivid in her memory, she hugged her son and cried loudly.

The little tiger head was frightened, hugged his mother's neck, and kept wiping her face with his chubby little hands, but he couldn't wipe away the tears.

"Mom, don't cry, don't cry..."

Hua Rong hugged her son, buried her head in his soft neck, how could she be willing?This is his only relative in the world, the only concern, how can he be willing to leave him?Even if it is difficult and dangerous, how can you be willing?

"Mom, I won't sing anymore, don't cry..." Little Tiger's mouth was flattened, and he started to cry too. The mother and son's tears were mixed together, and they couldn't stop for a long time.After all, Hutou was a child, and soon fell asleep in his mother's arms.Hua Rong raised her head, wiped away the tears from his face, and then wiped off the tears from her own face, hugged him and lay down for a while, then slowly got up, and went to make the unfinished pair of little boots under the lamp.Small bows and arrows, small boots, small tiger skin aprons... These must be prepared before New Year's Eve, and it can be considered that I have fulfilled my meager duties and responsibilities as a mother.

A gust of wind blew up, the windows slammed, and the door was gently pushed open. Hua Rong raised his head, and the needle in his hand tilted, pierced his thumb, and a drop of blood gushed out.

"Girl, are your hands tied?" Qin Dawang rushed over, hugged her, and covered her hand with his hand, "Girl, it's so late, why don't you go to bed? These things can be left until tomorrow, why rush work?"

Hua Rong put down his needle and thread, looked at him with some surprise, and asked softly, "Didn't you say it would take two or three days to come back? Why did you come back so soon?"

King Qin hugged her head to his chest with a chuckle: "Girl, I was afraid that you would have nightmares, so I quickly finished my work and came back overnight."

Hua Rong's eyes were slightly moist, he only looked at the single shirt on his body, and said in a low voice, "I'll make you another one."

"It's hot on the island, and it's very warm when you can wear it. This one is enough."

"Always change and wash."

King Qin was very happy: "There is no need to rush, there will be plenty of time in the future, you can take your time."

Hua Rong's heart was sour, she didn't make a sound, she stared at him, but saw that he was sweating profusely, and it was obvious that he was in a hurry.For many years, the entanglement with him has penetrated to the bone.His bad and his good, in this life, how can he forget?She gently took his hand, stood up and poured him a bowl of herbal tea: "Qin Shangcheng, drink some water first."

Qin Dawang drank three bowls in a row, wiped the sweat from his forehead, he was satisfied, the feeling of home, the feeling of his wife, this rich and beautiful feeling made him overjoyed. Almost as tender as water without a teacher: "Girl, you should be better and rest more. Let me take care of you from now on."

She nodded: "I have always been relieved to have you taking care of Little Hutou."

December 29.The weather was gloomy.

Early in the morning, the mother and son knelt down in front of the Clothes Tomb.Little Hutou kowtowed to his father, took the wine and poured it down. The child didn't know the feeling of sadness, and said in a childlike voice according to his mother's teaching method: "Dad, please drink. Dad, you must bless the little tiger head to be healthy and healthy." .”

After he said these few words, he didn't know what to say. He turned to look at his mother, only to see her sitting in front of the tombstone, a little dazed.

"Mother……"

"Good boy, go ahead and pick shells, and pick up a lot for mom."

"Ok."

The son's laughter went away, chasing all kinds of animals on the grass, Hua Rong sat in front of the tombstone, staring at the three words "Yue Pengju", as if slowly transforming into her husband's face: "Sister Seventeen, Sister Seventeen ..."

She was overjoyed, and stretched out her hand to rush over, but there was an abyss in front of her. "Pengju, Pengju..."

She was full of fear and was held by both hands, as if someone pulled herself back from the edge of the cliff.

"Girl, wake up, girl..."

Hua Rong opened his eyes, only to realize that the sun was setting and he had been here for almost a day.Time flies so fast, everything seems to be yesterday, but it has already been farewell, and it has become Pengju's memorial day.

She sat up slowly, looking at the iron tower-like figure in front of her, King Qin was full of worry: "Girl, you look very bad."

She shook her head: "it's okay, I'm fine."

"Go back and rest first."

"Okay." In a blink of an eye, she saw many shells in front of her, all picked by the little tiger head.He knew that his mother liked red, so there were a lot of red in it.

Hua Rong took a red shell casually, and saw that his son had already run over, waving his arms towards King Qin, and hugging his leg: "Father, catch the sheep for me...I want horns..."

In the distance, a group of sea flower deer are grazing, with colorful long horns on their heads.The little tiger chased him for half a day, but he couldn't catch it, and was knocked to the ground by the deer, and the tiger skin apron came off, and he became a naked wild child.

King Qin hugged him, lifted him high above his head, and put him down again: "Stinky boy, kowtow to your father again."

"If you kowtow, will you catch the antlers for me?"

"Correct."

Little Hutou knelt in front of his father's tombstone and kowtowed again. He was about to get up when King Qin also knelt down and gently held his hand: "My dear Hutou, I have a few words to ask you. .”

The child asked, "What?"

Hua Rong was also a little surprised, and stood aside without making a sound.

"Hutou, are you happy on the island these days?"

"Happy. I like the sea. I like to eat shrimp, I like to eat..."

"Son, will I treat you well?"

Little Hutou looked at him strangely, took his hand and shook it: "Of course Dad treats me well."

"What's your name?"

"Yue Xiaohu."

……

King Qin hugged him, and knelt together in front of Yue Pengju's tombstone: "Yue Pengju, did you hear that? I swear, I will treat Little Hutou as my own son in this lifetime and treat him well. And girl, I will also take good care of her." , you will never disappoint her in this life. If you have a spirit in heaven, you will keep their mother and child safe..."

Little Hutou couldn't understand Dad's words, he just giggled, trying to break free from his big palm, looking at the beautiful sea deer.Hua Rong stood aside, wiping away the gushing tears with his hands.

King Qin picked up the child and strode over, stretched out his hand to hold her hand, and said firmly, "Girl, let's go back."

She held his hand tightly, her palms were so moist and sweaty, a gust of cold wind blew, her body shivered slightly, King Qin bent his arms, took her into his arms, hugged the mother and son, and left.

New Year's Eve.

The island ushered in its first real New Year's Eve.The fireworks ordered by King Qin have already been bought, and they were custom-made by Jiangnan Lei's family.

As soon as the evening arrived, the New Year's Eve dinner was served early.A total of 36 dishes filled a large rectangular table.The little tiger head happily ran from one end to the other. He was wearing small boots, a brand new tiger skin apron, and a small wooden knife tied to his bag. He was as cute as the Monkey King on the island.His eyes fell on a huge lobster in the middle, and he raised his face and asked innocently: "Daddy, why do we eat so much? Why?"

"Because today is Chinese New Year."

"Why do you have to eat so much during Chinese New Year?"

"Because it's hot."

"Why is the Chinese New Year so hot?"

"Because there are fireworks."

"Why are there fireworks during the Chinese New Year?"

King Qin couldn't stand it anymore, he stretched out his big hand and lifted him back to the seat and sat down. He said with a smile: "Stinky boy, eat well. When it gets dark, I will teach you to set off fireworks."

The attraction of the little tiger's head fell on the fireworks, and he kept eating seriously.

Only then did King Qin heave a sigh of relief, and saw that Hua Rong, who was facing him, had changed into a new light blue shirt, also with a moon-white pattern, his black hair was coiled up high, and his face was not as pale as before.Her eyes are black, and the plate is full of dishes from him and his son. She eats slowly, and her gestures are so beautiful.He was slightly absent-minded, and he never dared to imagine that one day, he would be able to spend New Year's Eve with his wife and children.

His voice was slightly greasy: "Girl, is the food delicious?"

She smiled slightly, paused for a moment with the hand holding the chopsticks, stretched out, picked up a chicken thigh and put it in his bowl, and said softly, "Eat more."

He took the chicken leg and gnawed it, laughing loudly: "Okay, I have never eaten such a delicious smoked chicken."

Seeing that he was eating so deliciously, the little tiger put down his big lobster and stretched out his hand: "Father, I want this, I want..."

Hua Rong smiled, and gave him another smoked chicken leg: "Son, you eat this."

"No, I want Dad's, Dad's is delicious..."

"Little tiger head eats this..."

"No, I want that..."

King Qin immediately stuffed the half-eaten chicken leg into his small hand, his heart was as sweet as honey: "Stinky boy, you can like whatever daddy likes?"

He giggled and took a bite of the chicken leg: "This is delicious, I will eat whatever daddy eats."

King Qin was even more delighted. He patted his small body and saw his big black eyes looking at him slyly. That kind of paternal love was deeply rooted in his bones. A strange feeling arose: as if this had always been his wife, his son!Otherwise, how could there be such a tacit understanding and warmth?
He was completely swayed by such strange and unfamiliar tender feelings, and watched Hua Rong keep picking up vegetables for himself, and he didn't know what to say, he just kept eating.After eating for a long time, I realized that once the New Year's Eve is over, I can really be with the girl in a legitimate way.

(End of this chapter)