The sweet marriage of the eighty daughter

Chapter 122 The Heartbroken Mother and Son
Just as Jiang Yishui and Xiang Dong were about to enter the house, they suddenly heard noises in the yard, and turned their heads to look...

A woman came in with a package, stood at the door, looked up at Xiang Dong's face, and tears immediately flowed down like broken beads.

She is also good-looking. Although her complexion is pale, her facial features are very delicate. She is about 28 or [-] years old, with a slender figure and wearing a military overcoat.

Jiang Yishui was stunned.

Who is this person?

do not know.

Looking behind the woman, there is a little boy following him, he looks about six or seven years old... grabbing the corner of the woman's clothes, hiding behind her, poking half of his head out, with big black and white eyes, secretly looking at the yard everything in it.

Xiang Dong paused, carefully identified, and involuntarily called out softly, "Second Sister?"

Quickly down the steps, "Is that you?"

Taking the luggage in her hand, "Why did you get here? You didn't notify me in advance, so I can pick you up! When did you go back to the city?"

The woman didn't speak, just kept on crying silently.

The child behind him answered for her, "You are..."

He stepped out and tugged at the corner of Xiang Dong's clothes, "Are you my uncle? Your name is Xiang Dong?"

"That's right!" Xiang Dong bent down, facing him lovingly, "Who are you?"

"I am my mother's son! My mother's name is Xiang Lan! My father's name is Zhao Yihai! My mother is an accountant at Changxing Farm, and my father is a policeman. Unfortunately..."

Let the child grow up to be thick-headed, articulate when speaking, big eyes squirming, and looks very cute, but there is always a touch of sadness in his eyes that does not belong to his age.

At the mention of his father, he stopped talking.

Xiang Dong simply squatted down and stroked his head, "Tell Uncle, why did you come here? Where is your father? Why is your mother crying?"

The child's voice was lowered, and he twisted the corners of his clothes involuntarily with both hands. There were tears in his big eyes, but he resisted it. In order not to cry, he even rolled his eyeballs to look at the sky, and swallowed the tears back.

Like a sensible little man, "My father died! When the bad guys were caught... Anyway, since then, my mother has been crying, crying, and not talking. Later, the uncles and aunts on the farm gave me an address and gave me an address. He gave me some money, sent me and my mother to the train, and we came back! When we arrived in the city, I asked for the address, and a kind person told me that it was here.”

Jiang Yishui understood.

Also to the poor mother and child.

He walked over quickly, hugged the child in his arms, and rubbed his blushing face with both hands, "Is it cold? Hurry up and go into the house with auntie!"

That child is very sensible, just looking at his upbringing... He took half a step back and bowed to Jiang Yishui, "Hello, auntie! My name is Tang Jiaming!"

Although he lowered his head, he cleverly looked at Jiang Yishui out of the corner of his eyes, and saw that cautious look, without the recklessness of a child, but with the vicissitudes of an adult.

Jiang Yishui felt even more distressed.

Holding him in his arms, he quickly entered the house.

Xiang Dong held his sister's arm behind him, and comforted him in a low voice, "Sister, I'm home, I'm back in the city, I'll be responsible for everything from now on, don't cry, okay?"

And then entered the house.

Jiang Tian came to take a look and stood up quickly.

Xiangdong introduced to his sister again, "Sister, this is my father-in-law, do you remember, I sent you a letter saying that I am married, and that is my wife named Jiang Yishui!"

Xiang Lan raised her sad eyes.

He looked around at everyone in the room, his eyes were clear, but he just didn't speak.

Tang Jiaming walked over to hold his mother's hand, and asked attentively, "Mom, are you hungry? Are you cold?"

He is like a little adult, taking care of his mother in turn.

When Jiang Tian came to see the situation, he exchanged glances with his daughter, and was too embarrassed to say more, so he could only lower his head and ask Tang Jiaming, "Are you hungry, come with me to the kitchen, and I'll get you something to eat!"

Tang Jiaming hesitated, looking back at his mother... Xiang Lan seemed to be living in her own world, neither speaking nor making any gestures.

The kids seem to get used to it too.

I made up my own mind, "Grandpa..."

This is Jiang Tianlai.

Really smart, and the seniority can be clearly distinguished, "Grandpa, I'm not hungry, but my mother...how about you help her make a bowl of porridge?"

Jiang Yishui nodded, "Jiaming, come, auntie will take you out!"

This is to give Xiangdong and his sister some time to spend alone.

Jiang's father and daughter brought Tang Jiaming into the kitchen together, Jiang Yishui took half a steamed bun from the bowl rack, sliced ​​it, fried it, put it on a plate, and handed it to Tang Jiaming, "Eat first! "

Tang Jiaming shook his head vigorously.

He was about to run into the house with the plate.

Jiang Yishui grabbed him, "Why are you going?"

"I'm not hungry, I'll give it to my mother first!"

Jiang Yishui stopped him distressed, "Eat it first, and my aunt will make it for your mother later!"

"Really?"

"real!"

Jiang Tianlai was a kind-hearted person. He didn't want to see his children suffer, so he hurriedly answered, "It's true! It's true, look! Grandpa will wash the rice and make porridge right away!"

Really bent down, took the pot, and started cooking.

Although Tang Jiaming didn't talk much, he was very sensible. He held the steamed buns for a long time and didn't put them in his mouth. He didn't take a big bite of the steamed buns until he saw Jiang Tianlai put the rice pot on the fire. He squinted his eyes and smiled at Jiang Shui, "It smells so good!"

Seeing that, he was really hungry, so he stuffed the steamed bun in two mouthfuls, his face turned pale from choking, and his little hand ran down his chest.

Jiang Yishui hurriedly handed him a glass of warm water, "Slow down, what's the rush, no one is robbing you!"

The motherhood in the body is naturally bursting.

I really think this child is both pitiful and cute...and a little unfortunate.

He lost his father at such a young age, and his mother was a little depressed... not normal, and even needed his care.

There is too much weight on the child's small shoulders.

Jiang Yishui pulled him and asked simply, "When did your father die?"

"It's autumn!" Tang Jiaming lowered his head and rubbed his little feet against the ground. Although he couldn't see the expression on his face, his voice was choked with sobs. "One night, Dad went on a mission, and he came later. Many uncles and aunts said that my father would never come back, and then my mother cried, and she has been crying since then! At first, there were still people coming to see the farm, but there were fewer people coming!"

"Then who will wash your clothes and cook for you?"

"Me!" Tang Jiaming straightened his small shoulders... This is really a child in trouble who is already in charge of the house, "My mother just sits there blankly when she doesn't cry, and when I'm hungry, I cook like her before. I I'm not tall enough, so I just stand on a small bench and cook."

Jiang Yishui automatically imagined the children cooking and washing clothes in his mind.

I feel sorry for him even more, "Jiaming, don't worry, now that I'm here with my little aunt, someone will take care of you and your mother in the future! Also, your mother is in a bad mood now, and she will recover in the future! You still There will be a healthy mother!"

"Really?" Tang Jiaming's eyes lit up, "Will my mother laugh again in the future? She won't die!"

He lowered his head again, and his voice was almost whispered, "Dad will never come back. If there are any troubles with Mom, wouldn't I be an orphan? Who will I rely on in the future? When I think of this Terrified, afraid to sleep every night, hiding in bed and crying."

"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid!" Jiang Yishui nodded decisively, "Your mother will not die! There are many people you can rely on now!"

He asked the child carefully about the situation along the way.

After a while, the porridge was ready, so Xiangdong entered the kitchen and sent the child away first, "Jiaming, uncle washed some apples, you take them in the house and eat them with your mother."

When the child returned to the upper room, he lowered his voice, "My sister's condition is not very good! Seeing that, she understands everything, but she doesn't want to talk! I'll call my dad when I turn around and ask him to come over right away!"

"Okay!" Jiang Yishui'er also helped out with an idea, "In my opinion, this is excessive grief and depression, and I need to find a hospital to take a look. If it keeps procrastinating like this, maybe the situation will become more serious in the future! "

Xiang Dong agreed, "I know! I'll contact the hospital right away!"

Jiang Tianlai is a kind-hearted person, and he nudged his daughter with his elbow, "I think the mother and son are so pitiful, especially the child, Yishui, we are all real relatives, please help and take care of her! The father-in-law is busy with work. , is another single man, let me tell you the truth, don't count on him."

"..."

He looked eastward at his father-in-law.

Having a family like this backing me up...so nice!
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(End of this chapter)