Love from a rich family-Little wife from a rich family

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"Come down quickly, be careful that your dad sees it!" The words in memory just spit out.

"Hey, my dad won't see it!" The child grinned back, and the small body hanging upside down on the tree swayed, which made Jiang's mother's heart slightly raised, and she cried out: "Be careful!" !"

"It's okay, it's okay..." The child shook his head fearlessly.

"Come down, the tree is dangerous!" [

The child tilted his head and thought for a while, and said "oh", and he didn't know how to do it. With a slight movement of his legs and a flick of his body, he jumped onto the tree trunk, and then used his hands and feet together, swishing like a little monkey Swish along the branches to the trunk, and then hug the big trunk and climb down.Jiang's mother was impatient, and walked forward, and when the little guy fell within reach of her hands, she stretched out her hand and hugged the little guy.

"Xiao Lang!" Mother Jiang hugged the little guy tightly, buried her head in the little guy's shoulder, and cried softly.

Xiao Youyou frowned, thinking of her mother crying in the backyard, her eyes darkened slightly.Without struggling, he let Mother Jiang hold her, but comforted her in a childish voice: "Auntie, don't cry, you're ashamed, don't cry..."

He stretched out his small hand and patted Mother Jiang's hand comfortingly.Jiang's mother's memory jumped to the scene where she was crying angrily by the child's father, and then the younger son also grabbed her hand to tell her not to cry.So, her tears fell even more fiercely, and she kept yelling: "Xiao Lang, my good son... Xiao Lang... my good son... Xiao Lang..."

The little guy was a little at a loss, so he could only look at Miao Qing hiding in the dark for help.Miao Qing shrugged her shoulders, which meant that she didn't intend to help.The little guy gave Miao Qing a resentful look, then patted Mother Jiang's hand again, and coaxed in a childish voice like a little adult: "Auntie, don't cry, it will hurt your eyes if you cry, you Yu will be sad too!"

Mother Jiang was already immersed in her own world, so she just kept crying.

The little guy was helpless, struggled a bit, and let out a low cry: "Auntie, you hurt me!"

Only then did Jiang's mother startle, she came to her senses, squatted down hastily, let go of her hands, and let go of the little guy she was holding tightly in her arms.

"How is it, where does it hurt?!" She asked anxiously, twisting the little guy's body around.

The little guy grinned and shook his head. "Well, it doesn't hurt anymore!"

Jiang's mother breathed a sigh of relief, held the little guy's face, and kissed it.

"Xiaolang, you scared mom to death!"

The appearance of crying and laughing at the same time made the little guy, who was a little bit upset by this sudden kiss, immediately calm down his anger, and instead worried in his eyes.

"Auntie, I'm not Xiaolang. My name is Youyou. Auntie has mistaken me. Does Xiaolang look like Youyou?! Or, can Youyou help Auntie find Xiaolang together?!"

The smile on Mother Jiang's lips froze.Her self-deception, up to this moment, was punctured by the child's innocent words, and it was over.

The child in front of me is just a bit like Xiaolang, but not Xiaolang, not Xiaolang...

Hot tears fell from Jiangmu's eyes.Her expression was too sad, and the light in her eyes seemed to be shattered. The little guy had seen it on his own mother, so the little guy felt distressed, and hurriedly stretched out his little hand to wipe the river clumsily. mother's eye.

"Auntie, don't cry, don't cry, Xiaolang will be very sad when he sees you crying like this, will...will feel pain in his heart, will...will cry with you, so, auntie, don't cry, don't cry... ..."

This was obviously childish persuasion, but it was like an enlightenment, and it woke Jiang Mu up suddenly.That's right, the youngest son is the most considerate. If he sees himself so sad, if he knows about it, he will definitely be sad too! [

Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry!

Jiang's mother suppressed crying, choked, and hurriedly wiped the tears on her face, but inadvertently grabbed a warm little hand, the fleshy touch was so soft and small.

She was startled, because the tears in her eyes were wiped away, so she really saw the little guy in her eyes clearly, so she was startled again, surprised by the familiarity!It turned out that it was not her illusion that she mistook him for Xiaolang at the beginning. The child in front of her eyes did have Xiaolang's shadow, his breath, and his tone of voice, yes, and The words he said are... all like it!

She grasped her little hand suddenly, feeling inexplicably excited.She only knew that she couldn't let go of this child!

This is fate, the child ran to her by himself, and appeared in this way, so...so...

She was a little dazed, and unconsciously grasped the little guy's hand tighter and tighter, until it hurt him in the end.The little guy frowned slightly, and endured it firmly.He thought, this auntie's Xiaolang disappeared, so the auntie was very sad and anxious, so he had to be better and follow the auntie more!

In the end, it was Jiang's mother who was the first to realize that her behavior was wrong.She let go of her hand suddenly, looking at the three clear nail marks left on the little guy's fair and fleshy hands, she felt sour for a moment and had the urge to cry again.

How could this child be so obedient, how could he be so like Xiaolang!When Xiaolang was young, he was skinny, and he never said a word when he got hurt. He only smiled embarrassedly when the adults found out, and moved forward holding the wound.

"You child, aunt hurt you, why don't you say anything!"

Mother Jiang raised the little guy's little hand distressedly, and blew gently.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt at all!" The little guy shrugged pretending not to care.He was wearing a "camouflage" uniform, which was bought by Rong Ling for changing when he was sleeping in Su Wuzhuang the day before yesterday. With his attire and his expression, he looked like a stubborn little boy warrior!

Jiang's mother was in a trance again, remembering that when her youngest son was a child, he was willing to steal his father's police uniform, including the camouflage uniform, and then he would slam his sleeves down and his trouser legs in a rampage. Dad's clothes were messed up.At that time, children's camouflage uniforms hadn't been released yet, so she had no choice but to take a set of "camouflage" uniforms from his father and spent a few days overhauling them before she made a small one for him. The "camouflage" uniform came, but the younger son was happy. For two whole months, he wore the "camouflage" uniform every day, and he was unwilling to change into other clothes.The clothes were so dirty that he took them off reluctantly. At night, with his immature face up, he begged her in a low voice to let her wash the clothes quickly, dry them, and then wear them the next day!

So, now what is this? !So much alike, so much overlap, this kid... this kid...

Mother Jiang hugged Xiao Youyou tightly again, afraid that he would disappear suddenly, and said in a hurry: "Come on, auntie will take you to get the medicine!" Follow him to the house.She even had a crazy idea that she wanted to keep this child, he was Xiaolang, she had to keep him!Her little wave must know that his mother is not doing well, so he came back again, looking for his poor mother!

"Auntie, let me down quickly, I will walk by myself!"

The little guy is willing to be a milk baby in front of Lin Meng and be pampered by Lin Meng, but in front of others, he wants to be a little man!

Mother Jiang laughed, and the mood that had been suppressed for a long time became a little lighter at this moment.

"Hey, Auntie knows you will leave, but, can you let Auntie hold you for a while?! Auntie wants to hold you for a while longer?!"

"Then..." The boy thought for a while, then compromised thoughtfully, "Then it's only for a while!"

And talk about conditions!

What a big kid!

With a slight smile on her lips, Mother Jiang carried the little guy into the house and hurried to the sofa.She raised her head habitually, and looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows first.The house has been remodeled, facing the lawn in the backyard, there is a large floor-to-ceiling window, so that no matter what time, with this transparent window, Xiaolang lying in the cemetery can see them and will not feel lonely.But what did she see today? ! [

Mother Jiang squinted her eyes first, then widened her eyes suddenly when she saw clearly!

It's that girl!Why is she here? !Who allowed her to come!

The monstrous anger boiled in her chest, this girl, she killed his son, her good son, just because the girl said no.She didn't want to see her, didn't want to see her at all!It was kind enough for her not to deal with her, but how dare she come to this place!

Deceiving too much!Deceiving too much!

Mother Jiang was blindfolded by hatred, she couldn't see anything else, she rushed out, rushed into the backyard, and shouted angrily, "Who allowed you to come!"

Lin Meng was stunned, and raised her face from the cold tombstone, eyes red and swollen from crying, what she saw was Mother Jiang, who was obviously much older than before!As she thought about it, her body froze, and then she slowly let go of the hand wrapped around the tombstone!

She knew that today was the only time she could visit here.

Mother Jiang came over angrily, and angrily kicked away the flowers and fruits placed on the tombstone.

"What are you doing?! What "messy" thing did you send us Xiaolang?! Don't you think it's enough to hurt him? He's dead, why don't you let him rest in peace?!"

"No, I'm just here to pay homage to him..." Lin Meng defended in a low voice, with a tearing pain in his heart.Then, she suddenly realized that the little guy was being held by Jiang's mother, and immediately her heart was shocked, and she hurriedly got up from the ground.

"You don't need to sacrifice!" Mother Jiang roared, looking at Lin Meng's eyes, bloodshot.With that look, I wish I could devour her alive!

Lin Meng understood Jiang's father and Jiang's mother's hatred for her very well, so she was not surprised that Jiang's mother hated her so much.Now, she is more worried about Youyou. She is afraid that Jiang's mother will spread her hatred for her to the child, and thus do things that are not good for the child.

"Yuyou!"

Lin Meng stepped forward and stretched out her hand, intending to hug the little guy back.

Mother Jiang's pupils shrank, her heart ached again, her head buzzed, she raised her hand, and with great force, without even thinking about it, she slapped Lin Meng.

"What do you want!" She yelled, and the guard hugged Youyou tightly!

"Mommy—"

"mom--"

The shouts of the little guy and Jiang Chengfeng came out almost at the same time.As soon as Jiang Chengfeng saw Jiang's mother entering the backyard, he knew something was wrong and hurried down from the second floor, but it was still a step too late.

The little guy saw the blood-red palm prints on Lin Meng's face, and his big eyes widened.He turned his head, stared at Mother Jiang with hatred, and asked angrily in a sharp, childlike voice, "Why did you hit my mommy?!"

He stretched out his little hand, and was about to beat Mother Jiang!Lin Meng shouted anxiously: "Youyou, don't!"

The stern voice abruptly stopped the little guy from hitting him.Youyou felt wronged, and looked at Lin Meng with a flat mouth.

Mother Jiang was stunned. Only then did she realize the relationship between the child in her arms and Lin Meng!

Is it her child? !How could it be her child? !It shouldn't be her child!He can belong to anyone, but he cannot be her child!

Taking advantage of Jiang's mother's stunned moment, Lin Meng hurriedly hugged the little guy back from Jiang's mother's arms.At this time, Miao Qing quietly inserted between Lin Meng and Jiang Mu, standing slightly to the side, as if obviously guarding Lin Meng.

Mother Jiang looked at the child, and then at Lin Meng, her slightly pale face was so pitiful and unbelievable!

Lin Meng lowered her eyes, blinked away the last two lines of tears in her eyes, wiped them with her hands, and suppressed the sadness.

"Youyou." She taught seriously: "This is Uncle Xiaojiang's mother, you can't be rude to grandma, you know?!"

"But Mommy, she hit you!" the little guy yelled unhappily.

Lin Meng held down the little guy's little arm that was still ready to move, and said in a low voice: "This is what Mommy should suffer!"

"But—" the little guy frowned, seeming to understand, but also not understanding, the little mouth opened and closed, but couldn't say anything else.

Over there, Mother Jiang asked with difficulty. "your child?!"

Lin Meng nodded and introduced, "His name is Youyou!"

"Youyou?!" Mother Jiang murmured, looking at the little guy with a complicated expression.

The little guy kept his face sullen and didn't make a sound, probably he was still holding his breath in his heart!

Lin Meng hugged the little guy tightly, glanced at Jiang Chengfeng, then turned to look at Jiang's mother, lowered her head, and said apologetically, "Sorry for disturbing you, I'm leaving now!"

After finishing speaking, she put down the little guy, picked up the plastic bag she carried with her, and filled it with fruits, incense sticks and other things that were kicked away by Mother Jiang.Jiang's mother stood and watched, her arms were tightly held by Jiang Chengfeng, her mood became very complicated, she was no longer completely hating!

She glanced at Xiao Youyou again, then at Lin Meng, and took a step forward.The little guy was startled, and bravely stood in front of Lin Meng, opened his arms, protected Lin Meng like a little soldier, and yelled childishly at Mother Jiang.

"You are not allowed to bully my mommy!"

Mother Jiang was stunned, and shed tears again.Once upon a time, there was also a fool who stood in front of her with his arms open and yelled at his father: "You are not allowed to bully my mother!"

Now, the silly boy is still protecting her, but she is not that mother anymore!

Jiang Chengfeng frowned, he didn't expect his mother to come back so soon.There was something wrong with his mother's look, and he didn't want to irritate his mother too much, so he said to Lin Meng: "You go first, you don't need to clean up here, just let me come!""

Lin Meng also knew how unwelcome he was in this family, so he put down the plastic bag with a "hmm".Picking up the little guy again, facing Mother Jiang, she could only apologize.

"Sorry for disturbing you!"

After speaking, she hugged the little guy and left.

Mother Jiang moved, as if she was going to chase after him, Jiang Chengfeng immediately grabbed Jiang Mother's arm with his hands.The little guy was hugged by Lin Meng, with his head against hers and his chin resting on her shoulder. He opened his dark eyes and looked at Mother Jiang warily.Just watching, he slowly lowered his eyes.Children don’t understand as much as adults, but children have a strong intuition. From Jiang’s mother’s tear-filled eyes, he feels like a mommy, which makes him unable to be hostile to her. So, after getting a little far away from Mother Jiang, he tilted his head and shrank into Lin Meng's shoulder socket, closed his eyes slightly, and stopped looking at Mother Jiang, but his little hands subconsciously hugged Lin Meng's neck tightly.

When Jiang's mother saw it, her heart ached, she turned around, and threw herself into Jiang Chengfeng's arms, crying softly, calling out mournfully, "Xiaolang, my little Lang... woo...my Xiaolang... ..."

Jiang Chengfeng lowered his eyes halfway, and his eyes were full of pain!

Suddenly, Jiang's mother lifted her head from Jiang Chengfeng's chest, pushed Jiang Chengfeng, and shouted anxiously: "Injury...he still has wounds on his hands...he needs to take medicine... ...to take the "medicine"..."

She staggered and ran out, and under Jiang Chengfeng's puzzled eyes, she passed through the living room and entered the front yard, but she could no longer see that little figure!

"Mom—" Jiang Chengfeng, who followed closely, called out worriedly.

Mother Jiang looked at the empty yard, then at the tree branch with nothing on it, raised her head, and soon began to cry helplessly like a child.

"I want Xiaolang...I want Xiaolang...give me back my Xiaolang...I want Xiaolang..."

When Jiang Chengfeng heard this, his eyes turned red, and he raised his head suddenly, forcing the tears back into his eyes.After taking a deep breath, he stepped forward, hugged Mother Jiang vigorously, and comforted her in a hoarse voice.

"Mom, don't cry, Xiaolang will be sad when he sees it, don't make him sad, please, don't cry, don't cry..."

Jiang's mother heard it, and remembered the immature child's voice still in her ears, but she cried even more sadly!