The south wind also entered my arms

Chapter 291 Is Love But Not Deep Love

"It's not just me, it's what we all mean." Director Yang spread his hands, looked at him and said, "Chengyu, although we are all your uncles and uncles, we have always belonged to our Lu Group, public and private. Dogma, this time this incident happened because of you, and you took the blame and resigned, as it should be."

Someone became the first bird, and the people behind followed without fear. Director Wang, who was afraid to speak just now, said: "Yes, as long as you are no longer the chairman of the Lu Corporation, from now on, everything you do will be the same as Lu's. It has nothing to do with Mrs. Lu, the public will naturally not hold on to Mrs. Lu."

Someone reasoned: "There are so many lives, someone must be responsible. If the matter hasn't become serious, we can just push someone out to take the blame, but now... well, it can only be you, Cheng Yu."

Someone else knew it with affection: "Cheng Yu, the Lu family is also of great significance to your Lu family, you don't want to watch it collapse, do you?"

Lu Chengyu quietly listened to what you said and said, with a sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, and asked lightly: "If, what about me?"

……

Visiting room.

No matter where the man's steps stopped, his back was slightly bent stiffly.

Nanfeng looked at him and said, "He, he never forgot your mother."

Xiao Chen squeezed out words between his teeth: "Liar!"

Liar!

If Lu Hengzhi really remembered his mother and really loved his mother, why didn't he visit her for ten months when she was pregnant with Xiao Ying?How could she commit suicide in such despair?Why would he refuse to bury her in the Lu family cemetery?
Liar!

Lu Hengzhi doesn't love his mother at all!do not love!He has always treated his mother as a plaything. When he is interested, he will keep it by his side, and when he is not interested, he will throw it aside. That's it!

Nan Feng didn't argue with him, her eyes showed some color, but she asked: "Your name was given by him, right? Do you know what 'Xiao Chen' means?"

Xiao Chen sneered: "What's the point? It's just a random name!"

"No." Nan Feng vetoed, "The name 'Xiao Chen' just hides his yearning for your mother."

Xiao Chen turned his head with sarcasm, as if he wanted to see how she wanted to make it up.

"I didn't lie to you." Nan Feng pursed his lips and read a poem - this poem was not famous, she hadn't even heard it before, but she only needed to listen to it once, and she could understand the meaning of the poem , I can also understand why Lu Hengzhi chose this name for Xiao Chen.

"Xiao Chen rode out of the imperial capital, and heard that the grievances were buried in the corner of the road.

Don't let me fall into the earth for the spring, thinking of you is like a pearl in the palm of your hand.

The sound of the four-stringed fret has just disappeared, and the grass in the three-foot solitary grave has withered.

Where is Lan Zhihui's heart? How can anyone know that he is a madman. "

Xiao Chen's face turned pale for a while.

Nanfeng knew that he also understood, this poem is too straightforward, so straightforward that no need to think about it, she repeated steadily: "'Don't let me go down to the spring, thinking of you is like a pearl in the palm', this is your name The meaning, he has always missed your mother, for so many years, and never forgot."

Don't let me fall into the earth for the spring, thinking of you is like a pearl in the palm... Sijun...

Xiao Chen suddenly laughed lowly.

He laughed so hard that his shoulders kept shrugging, intermittent laughter wafted through the closed viewing room, with faint echoes.

Nan Feng remained calm, and silently looked down at his watch——Lu's board meeting has been going on for an hour and a half, and he doesn't know how Lu Chengyu is doing now, can he hold on...

Tears welled up in the corners of Xiao Chen's eyes, and it took him a long time to stop. He slowly leaned his body against the wall behind him: "Do you think that I will obediently bear the blame if you say that?"

Of course Nanfeng knew that he wouldn't, so she didn't say anything else, she just put a piece of paper on the table beside the iron railing, and said, "I asked someone to help you bail, and you can be released under the supervision of the security bureau." Leave for three hours, if you want to know if I'm lying to you, go to this place and have a look."

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes and glanced at the note: "What is this place?"

Nan Feng put down the note and left: "You'll know after you've read it."

There was no one outside the iron railing, Xiao Chen stood on this side of the railing, motionless.

The poem that Nan Feng read kept repeating in his mind, and he couldn't stop thinking about it, as if he had also been hypnotized.

Until people from the Security Bureau came to ask him if he wanted to go out? .Only then did he straighten his back slowly, walked to the railing, and picked up the note.

go with.

why do not you go?
He just wanted to see what lies they were trying to invent!

According to the address on the note, Xiao Chen and four people from the security bureau came to the suburbs and saw a wooden house.

Suddenly, he froze in place.

...the look of this wooden house...

He'd seen it before—in his mother's picture book.

Xiao Chen's mother's only hobby is painting. The only relics she left him are the picture albums. He has to look through them every night. There are many pictures of wooden houses in the picture albums. He can outline them with his eyes closed. So it is very certain that this wooden house is exactly the same as the wooden house in her mother's picture album.

Xiao Chen walked in in a daze, the door was unlocked and opened with a push.

The decoration inside the house is very ordinary, there are no luxurious furnishings, but it has what a home should look like, such as a bed, a table, a kitchen, firewood, rice, oil, salt, and a small wooden horse on the ground. Next to the wooden horse is a toy pistol...

Suddenly something seemed to be stuck in his throat, Xiao Chen couldn't swallow.

This wooden house seems to be a safe haven for a family of three. There is a brave father, a gentle mother, and a naughty boy in the family.

This wooden house was not built temporarily, and many traces can be seen that it has been there for some years. There was even a hole drilled by a mouse in the corner, which was at least 30 or [-] years ago.

……

Xiao Chen didn't dare to look any further, fearing that he would have more associations, and ran out of the wooden house as if fleeing, but because of panic, he ran to the wrong door and came out from the back door of the wooden house. A loquat tree was planted on one side of the vegetable field, and a grave was under the tree.

a tomb...

Xiao Chen's eyes were very good. From a distance of four or five meters, he saw his mother's name on the tombstone, and also saw the writing next to his mother's name—widow: Lu Hengzhi.

This is his mother's tomb.

He searched for many years but couldn't find it, and even thought that his mother's ashes had been thrown away long ago.

It turned out to be here, actually here.

At that moment the wind stopped, Xiao Chen stood where he was, not even daring to take a step forward, fearing that the scene in front of him would be a bubble.

"This is the house he built for your mother with his own hands, and it is also their dream home that belongs only to them. He buried your mother here to really let her go home."

A female voice came from behind the loquat tree. Xiao Chen was in a trance, thinking it was his mother's voice, but when he looked up, he realized it was Nanfeng.

Nanfeng was also looking at the yard, at the loquat tree and the grave under the tree, and remembered a poem that is very popular on the Internet——

"There is a loquat tree in the courtyard, which was planted by my wife when she died, and now it is as graceful as a cover."

This wooden house, this loquat tree, is a man's tenderness to a woman, but also endless cruelty to another woman.

Nan Feng lowered his head and sighed, approached Xiao Chen, and raised the notebook in his hand: "Have you read your mother's diary?"

The diary...his mother's!Xiao Chen's eyes widened, and suddenly he jumped up and grabbed it: "Give it to me!"

Nan Feng didn't dodge and let him grab it.

The diary has been around for decades, and there are some words in it that are not clear, but he can recognize them. This is his mother's handwriting, which is exactly the same as the words in the picture album his mother left him.

Nanfeng said quietly: "I don't think you have read it. The diary was handed over to Mr. Lu before your mother passed away. He kept it locked in a cabinet. I went to the old house last night and put Here's this diary."

Xiao Chen's mind was blank, and he quickly and carefully opened the book in his hands, looking into the lines of words inside, these handwritings that he was familiar with to the bone, but he wrote a mother who was extremely strange to him.

It is clearly written in the diary that when the Lu family decided to marry the Yang family, Lu Hengzhi told his mother Xiao Yue about it, but Xiao Yue refused to break up, and even said, "As long as I can stay by your side, even I'm willing to be anonymous, I'm willing to say this, and later threatened Lu Hengzhi with pregnancy, if she breaks up, she will commit suicide...

Xiao Chen's hands trembled slightly, he shook his head, unable to believe it.

No, his mother is not like this, his mother was deceived by Lu Hengzhi!

Nanfeng said in a cold tone: "Your mother is voluntary. For her, as long as she can be with Mr. Lu, she doesn't need any status, so she insists on keeping you, even if she endures gossip and gossip, even if Mr. Lu She has already married someone else, and she insists on him!"

As a junior, she is not qualified to comment on the affairs of the elders, so she refrained from saying the phrase, "What your mother did, and she ended up like that, is self-inflicted."

But it is self-inflicted.

Her phrase "don't want identity" is not generosity, but excessive!

Mr. Lu who abandoned her and married someone else was naturally wrong, but she was right when he recommended himself knowing that Mr. Lu already had a wife?

"Shut up!"

Nanfeng didn't stop: "Of course, Mr. Lu is also at fault, he is very wrong."

"He made a mistake in loving your mother but not very much. He could build a hut for your mother, but he couldn't resist the marriage arrangement at home for your mother; Your mother didn't treat her well, which caused your mother to be depressed and unable to extricate herself, and finally committed suicide; he made a mistake of letting down two women at the same time, and implicated two brothers who were close blood relatives to kill each other."

Lu Hengzhi loves Xiao Yue, but not deeply.

His love was secondary to interests, so he did not refuse the marriage arrangement at home.

But he also loves Xiao Yue, so he didn't refuse Xiao Yue's initiative to approach.

This man wants to have it both ways.

Xiao Chen didn't want to listen any more, he threw away the diary and rushed forward to grab Nanfeng's neck: "Shut up! I'll tell you to shut up! Don't say anything!"

Nan Feng was pinched so hard to breathe, he frowned slightly.The four people from the Security Bureau immediately pulled Xiao Chen away and pressed him to the ground. He let out a roar, every sound contained unwillingness and pain.

Amidst his roar, another faint female voice came in, without any waves in the tone, clear but elegant: "I have met your mother twice."

Xiao Chen's eyes were red, his profile was pressed against the ground, he barely raised his head, and saw a dignified and generous woman coming out of the wooden house.

——It's Mrs. Lu.

(End of this chapter)