Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

At the seventh day of the summer, seeing that his father's face was unprecedentedly ugly, he was also suddenly surprised. Did his father really know something about his mother?

"That old white lady said a lot about her mother, and she also said that she once held me..." on the seventh day of the summer, while looking at her father's face, she carefully replied: "she told me that her mother had many friends all over the world, and she also said how excellent her mother was. Later, I asked her what her mother did, The old white lady gave me the gold coin! "

"What else did she say?" Xia Fu frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"She said... My mother was very good at electronic machinery in those years. She often refitted sports cars and ships by herself." On the seventh day of the summer, when he said this, he looked at the gold coin in his father's hand: "she told me that this gold coin is a symbol of mother's identity!"

"Symbol?" Xia Fu snorted coldly, and a sneering smile came from the corner of his lips. His eyes were also shining with anger. He was surprised to see the seventh day of Xia.

This is the first time that she saw her father have such great emotional ups and downs. Even when she found out that she was truant, and when she saw that she was dirty and went to repair the car, she just scolded her. However, she never showed such an angry and sarcastic expression as now, as if she wanted to crush the gold coin in her hand!

"Dad, I heard Mrs. Bai describe her mother, and even thought that her mother might be an agent..." on the seventh day of the summer, she looked up at her father, and her face was full of doubts: "but she denied that her mother only worked for a mysterious organization. Dad, you must know something. Can you tell me what organization her mother worked for?"

"Don't listen to the old woman's nonsense. Your mother is just an ordinary woman. She has given birth to so many children for me. She teaches my husband and children, and accompanies me to practice calligraphy and painting in her spare time. What kind of organization does she have time for?"

Xia's father flatly denied all that the white old lady said, and his tone was hasty and angry.

"But what she said was true, and she said that she retired after marriage..." on the seventh day of the summer, seeing her father's expression, she felt that his father must know everything. She couldn't help saying, "and this gold coin in your hand is not fake, mother, is she..."

Without waiting for her to finish, Xia's father gave a loud drink to stop her from saying, "enough!"

At the beginning of summer, Qi Leng was stunned. Seeing his iron look, he just wanted to open his mouth, but he saw that his father stretched out his hand and threw the gold coin directly towards the trees outside the window. He rushed to stop him: "Dad, what are you doing? Why did you throw this gold coin away? "

However, she was a step too slow. She could only watch the gold coins fall into the grass in the backyard. She didn't know which corner to roll to and be buried in the earth!

"It's useless to keep it. It will only make you worry. Of course, it's time to throw it away!" Xia Fu said coldly, as if he didn't feel that there was any pity in throwing the gold coin!

"But the gold coin is her mother's legacy. Only by keeping her can she know her mother's past..." at the beginning of the summer, she was so anxious that she stamped her feet repeatedly. I really don't understand why her father was so angry when he saw the gold coin and heard her talking about old lady Bai's words!

"That kind of thing is not worthy of being your mother's relic at all!" Xia Fu waved his hand in disgust, picked up the tea cup on the table and drank the rest of the tea. It seemed that only in this way could he calm down his anger.

"Dad, I don't understand. If the old white lady's words are false, why can she clearly tell some of my mother's and my past?"

The seventh day of the summer shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "I don't want to make you angry. I just want to know everything about my mother's past."

Xia Fu put down his tea cup, looked deeply at his youngest daughter, sighed and said slowly, "your mother is gentle and kind. There is no more competent mother in the world. You just need to know that. No matter what white lady or anyone else, you can't believe what you say about your mother!"

"Why?" In the early summer, she raised her chin slightly and asked suspiciously, "didn't my mother have any friends before she died?"

Xia's father did not answer her directly, but asked in a quiet voice: "Xiao Qi, do you believe me as a father, or do you believe the strangers who call themselves your mother's friends?"

On the seventh day of the summer, he was asked some questions by his father. He quickly and honestly replied, "of course, I believe you!"

"That's OK. Your mother doesn't have any complicated identity. She's just a lady of a big family. She has common interests with her father..." Xia's father's tone eased a little, and even could not question the seventh day of the summer. She said, "well, I'm tired too. Go back to my room for lunch break first. If you don't have anything to do, go back to have a rest."

"Yes, Dad, don't be angry. Have a good rest!" On the seventh day of the summer, seeing that his father didn't want to mention his mother's past, he stood up and wanted to help his father back to the room, but he waved to stop him.

She could only silently watch her father get up and walk towards the bedroom, looking at his back when he left. She suddenly felt that his father looked old and lonely at this moment.

The mood of the seventh day of the summer is also depressed. I wanted to go to the backyard to look for the gold coin thrown away by my father, but if my father saw it, it might make my father angry again!

What's more, her father is not in good health now. She'd better leave the gold coin alone!

On the seventh day of the summer, she shrugged helplessly and went upstairs dejectedly. Originally, she was going to go back to her bedroom. However, what she said to her father just now made her feel a little uncomfortable.

She finally went to the door of the guest room arranged by the housekeeper Chen Bo. She raised her hand and knocked on the door of the guest room. With only two knocks, Feng Xun opened the door himself.

"Why do you look so ugly?" Seeing that she was depressed, Feng Xun quickly took her into the room, closed the door, took her to the bedside, sat down, and brought her a glass of warm water.

At the beginning of the summer, seven hands holding the warm water from Feng Xun, didn't drink a mouthful, just sat by the bed in a daze.

"Your father taught you again?" Seeing her look depressed, Feng Xun thought that she had been disciplined. He sat beside her and gently swept her shoulder to comfort her: "don't be too sad. I can see that he loves you very much!"

"I was not taught by my father..." Xia Chu Qi shook his head, leaned against Feng Xun's arms and said in a low voice: "I just asked him about my mother, but I didn't expect that it would cause so much reaction from my father!"

Seeing her saying this, Feng Xun seemed to understand something. He asked thoughtfully, "have you told your father what old lady Bai told you?"