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"No, I don't think so," Mu Qingtian finally denied. "That's good. Don't go to her again. This is my idea. As I told you before, yunzhuran is a good girl, but now, what has she become since she appeared in your home." Mu Huanjiang said that he came into contact with cloud bamboo dyeing very early. At that time, cloud bamboo dyeing gave him a good feeling. He rarely identified with anyone. Cloud bamboo dyeing was one of the few.

Mu Qingtian didn't talk much, as if his strength had been taken out at once. Some time ago, he thought he had avoided such things and changed his problems. It was the same, and there was no change at all,

Muhuanjiang also knew that now Mu Qingtian wanted to be quiet. Without talking, he turned and left.

The day soon dawned. Mu Qingtian didn't sleep all night. Many things in her heart were very chaotic. Early, just after dawn, she came to Xiao Meiqin's ward. Now Xiao Meiqin hasn't woke up and is still asleep.

Mu Qingtian sat by Xiao Meiqin's bed. He seemed to seldom observe his mother so closely. He hadn't spoken to his mother for a long time.

The relationship between mother and son doesn't seem to be very deep, but looking at the once glorious mother, now her face is full of wrinkles and doesn't look like makeup. Mu Qingtian's heart is sour.

Although Xiao Meiqin's emotional communication between her children is not very qualified, she really has nothing to say about her feelings with her father, and she doesn't know what Xiao Meiqin will look like when she hears her father's news.

Mu Qingtian felt that he was the eldest brother, or it was better for him. Everything was habitually stopped on him.

Xiao Meiqin hasn't been home for a long time, and no one has lived at home for a long time.

In the past, I felt that Xiao Meiqin was always so domineering, as if years had not left a mark on her, but looking at Xiao Meiqin now, he is really an old man.

The sun slowly came down and shone on Xiao Meiqin's face.

Is Xiao Meiqin a very qualified mother? Even when she was young, she never managed herself and Qiao Yang well. She was happy in her little life every day.

At that time, when I was young, I always felt wronged and thought about it. Why did Xiao Meiqin treat her children like this? At the beginning, she had to leave herself and Qiao Yang.

But this question, he did not say, there is no answer.

Mu Qingtian didn't sleep all night, but he is not sleepy at all. He has asked Qiao yang to contact his relatives and father's friends and inform them of the news in advance

When my father was young, he had many friends because he had been a soldier for several years. Besides, my father is a good man. He may have stumbled in Si Ninghua's life, and his children are not good at it.

Xiao Meiqin gradually wakes up. Her eyes seem to be much more awake than last night. Such Xiao Meiqin also makes Mu Qingtian feel a lot of comfort.

"Optimus, you're here." Xiao Meiqin is still not in good shape.

"Mom, how do you feel?" Mu Qingtian watched Xiao Meiqin wake up and immediately put a pillow on Xiao Meiqin's back.

"OK." Xiao Meiqin said weakly and then didn't speak again. This was beyond Mu Qingtian's expectation. She thought Xiao Meiqin would ask her father's status immediately, but she didn't.

Xiao Meiqin can actually know Mu Guohua's current state, but she doesn't want to really hear such news, so she hasn't asked.

After taking care of Mu Guohua for such a long time, how can I not see what kind of state Mu Guohua is now. I can always feel Mu Guohua's thin body.

Now I don't ask. I want to escape such a thing.

Mu Qingtian saw that Xiao Meiqin didn't ask himself, and he couldn't tell Xiao Meiqin directly.

"Optimus." Xiao Meiqin lies with her back to Mu Qingtian and closes her eyes. There is a glittering liquid flash in her already turbid eyes.

"I'm here." Mu Qingtian answered immediately.

"What's the matter, mom?" Mu Qingtian thought Xiao Meiqin was uncomfortable and was worried for a while.

"Nothing, just want to have a good chat with you."

"OK." Mu Qingtian's voice was choking.

"Am I very unqualified?" Xiao Meiqin smiled, and tears fell down when she smiled.

"Mom, how could it be? Don't think about it."

"I'm not thinking." Xiao Meiqin said calmly. "I know I'm not a qualified mother. Up to now, I don't know how to be a qualified mother. Up to now, I feel very failed."

"Optimus, you are my mother's first child. You are an unexpected child. At that time, I was not ready for your arrival." Xiao Meiqin is recalling the past. Mu Qingtian doesn't know about these things and has never told anyone.

"I love your father very much, and it seems that I only love your father. When I was with your father, I was a little girl and didn't move anything. I was an orphan all my life. Your father has made little achievements, and the blue sky group has begun to take shape. We fell in love like this, got together and got married."

"After I had children, in my month, your father was kidnapped, and I had postpartum depression. At that time, I didn't know I was ill. Your father was also the busiest time in business." Xiao Meiqin's tears are still kept.

"After that, I began to hate children, sick hate, and sick possession." Xiao Meiqin smiled and cried.

"However, in such a family, if there are no children, it means there is no heir. Therefore, even if I have physical problems, I insisted on giving birth to Qiao Yang and Ruo Liu."

Mu Qingtian is now afraid to accept such a thing and can't say a word

"I know you all hate me. Why do you make things difficult for Yun ZhuRan, Hei Jieming, Yun Jixi and Yan Waner? In fact, to tell the truth, I can't control myself. I just think they stole you."

"I know you also wonder why your father likes yunzhuran very much, but he keeps silent about my practice."

Xiao Meiqin sat up, looked at Mu Qingtian and held Mu Qingtian's face with her dry hand.

"My child, my mother knows that she is not a number one mother at all, but my mother has always loved you. I also feel very tortured these years, but I have come over so many years." Xiao Meiqin has burst into tears.