Mr.Lu, don't mess around

"Mom, what's that? Mom, I want to eat this ice cream. Mom, I want to go to the amusement park."

Looking at a mother and daughter passing by, Qin Yihuan can't help thinking of her mother, Fang Zhen.

Mother said, broken bones and tendons, in any case, he and his father are a family.

Fang is a warm-hearted person. His father divorced Fang when Qin Yihuan was very young, and his stepmother Tang Li didn't allow Qin Jiannan to give her and her mother any money. When Qin Jiannan was young, he had been fascinated by Tang Li for a long time and believed Tang Li's slander.

After Qin Yihuan's grandparents passed away, Fang Zhen led a poor life with Xiao Yihuan.

In Qin Yihuan's impression, his mother has always been a very strong person, although the days are very hard, but Fang Zhen has been doing his best to give Qin Yihuan the best. Little Yihuan didn't know what Fang Zhen was going through at that time. Only when she grew up did she know what her mother was relying on to raise her.

At this time, Qin Yihuan is very tangled. She doesn't know what to do. She is sure of her heart. She loves Lu Feiyan, but she is sorry for Lu Jinghuai.

Qin Yihuan didn't know that God was joking with her. He met two excellent men in his life. Now she wants to go back to her childhood, carefree, although the days are a little hard, but with her mother, everything seems to be very simple.

"Mom, it's hard for Yihuan. If you have a spirit in heaven, can you help Yihuan?" Qin Yihuan cried. She found that since she met Lu Feiyan, she was not as strong as before.

"Little sister, do you buy flowers?" A little girl about five or six years old came to Qin Yihuan's side. Qin Yihuan looked at the girl in front of her and thought about the child she had lost. If she hadn't lost that child at that time, that child would have walked now!

Qin Yihuan looks at the child in front of him, and his tears flow down.

The little girl is very sensible, with her little hand gently wipe away Qin Yihuan's tears.

Qin Yihuan took out ten yuan from her bag. She took a flower from her little girl's hand and was about to leave. The little girl shouts to Qin Yihuan, but she just plugs four more, and then she leaves. It turned out that the little girl sold flowers for two yuan each. Qin Yihuan gave them ten yuan, and the little girl gave them five.

Qin Yihuan shook her head with a bitter smile, thinking that the child was going to go out to make money at a young age. When she was a child, her mother was so hard that she didn't want to let her know.

Looking at the people coming and going in the street, Qin Yihuan knows that everyone has their own difficulties. He is just a trivial grain of dust in the world. He is wrapped in a woolen coat. Qin Yihuan is ready to go back to the small house where he and his mother used to have a look.

Qin Yihuan hasn't been back since her mother died.

The house has been bought by Qin Yihuan. Qin Yihuan thinks that this is one of the few things left by her mother. She must keep it.

The landlord's aunt still lives next door to the house. As soon as Qin Yihuan arrived, she saw the landlord's aunt washing clothes at the door.

"Oh, Yihuan is back. I haven't seen you for a long time. My aunt can't recognize you." Since childhood, the landlady has helped Qin Yihuan's mother and daughter a lot. Qin Yihuan knows that the landlady is a kind and good person.

Qin Yihuan came in a hurry and didn't bring any gifts to the landlord's aunt. Qin Yihuan looked at her bracelet, which was a prize designed by herself when she first participated in the competition. Qin Yihuan secretly picked it off.

"Auntie, thanks to your care for so many years, our mother and daughter's life is not so bleak. This bracelet is my first competition work. I hope you can accept it." The landlord's aunt saw that Qin Yihuan's mind had been decided, so she did not shirk.

Qin Yihuan bid farewell to the landlord's aunt and opened the door to her and her mother's home.

The furnishings here, Qin Yihuan has never moved, the death of her mother, the indifference of her father, Qin Yihuan has been oppressed by life, unable to breathe. Now think about it. It's all over.

Qin Yihuan wanted to clean up the house, but no one lived for a long time. There was a layer of dust on the table.

When Qin Yihuan picked up her mother's favorite jewelry box, she found a yellow letter.

My dear Yihuan, the words are as follows:

Qin Yihuan can't help crying any more. It turns out that her mother left a letter for her. She hates why she didn't see the letter earlier.

"Yihuan, when you see this letter, it is estimated that your mother is no longer in this world. You should take good care of yourself. My mother is just going to another world to enjoy her happiness. Don't blame dad. Dad is the only one you have in the world. "

Qin Yihuan doesn't know why her mother always trusts her father so much. She doesn't know why her mother still faces her father when she knows what her father has done to her.

Qin Yihuan continued to look at the letter left by her mother, with ten pages in her heart. From the divorce of her father and mother to the death of her mother, her mother never blamed her father in her life.

Qin Yihuan loves her mother, but still refuses to forgive her father.

"By the way, Yihuan, when her mother was young, she saved an aunt. The aunt said she wanted her grandson to marry you, but her mother didn't agree. Her mother could see that the aunt had a different identity. Mom doesn't want you to get involved in too many disputes when you grow up.

"If one day, mother is not in this world, your marriage will be decided by yourself. As long as you like it, the spirit of mother in heaven will be happy for you."

My mother never mentioned Wei Fengying before, because in her heart, this is a joke of grandma. If the mother is still alive, then things will not develop as bad as they are now.

Qin Yihuan carefully put the letter away. This is the last word left by her mother. She should take good care of it.

Mother has always been the most concerned about her.

The world is so big that Qin Yihuan doesn't know where else can be her haven.

The landlord's aunt knocks on the door and sees Qin Yihuan back. She remembers that Qin Yihuan loved to eat dumplings made by herself when she was a child. She makes a plate for Qin Yihuan and sends Qin Yihuan off when it's hot.

Qin Yihuan looks at the steaming sleep in front of her eyes. She doesn't know whether she is missing her mother or whether the dumplings are too delicious or the taste in her memory. She just lacks the people in her memory,

Qin Yihuan is crying while eating. The landlord's aunt thinks it's been so many years. Qin Yihuan is used to eating good dumplings and thinks her dumplings are bad. Qin Yihuan repeatedly says no, and says it's the best food she's ever eaten for so many years.