MTL - My Wife Has Been Blackened-Chapter 839 Longevity is that you?
Chapter 839 Longevity is that you
"Mr. Ke, Mr. Ke, what's wrong?"
The housekeeper swallowed his saliva, my God, the president of Ke Group was robbed, this is big news. ,
Won’t be making headlines again, right?
Mr. Ke has a sullen face, and the veins on his forehead are throbbing.
The son who has just turned one year old can't speak too many words, but just word for word.
"Good..." looked happy, in sharp contrast to the old father's misery.
"As soon as I went out, I saw someone begging with a blind eye and a broken leg on the side of the road. He let go of his tears and insisted on pulling my trouser legs and asking me to give me money. When did I go out with money!"
It’s also depressing to say, he has a few pockets on his body, but whenever he goes out, someone will pay the bill and sign the bill. The question is who goes out to sneak the child and bring someone to sign the bill!
Finally, I had to take off my socks.
After walking away for a while, two children knelt down and begged for help from their mother Qian, who had leukemia.
Now it’s over, his face is full of compassion again, as if his father died, and he took off the couture coat again.
Selling a second-hand piece, 200,000 is no problem.
Later, he encountered some organ donation, and was forced to sign a posthumous organ donation. At that moment, Bai Yi's whole body collapsed.
Afterwards, all the clothes and trousers were donated.
All this way, let him do good deeds. In the end, he was really flustered. He couldn't even lose his pants, could he?
Then came back in a hurry.
Everyone in the room had different expressions after hearing this, but the young master looked extremely happy and flew up happily. Dad and children can be taught, and Dad can still be saved. In the future, I will take Dad out for a walk more often!
Adie Ke: No, you can’t beat him to death!
After the boy was tired from tossing around and was carried by the confinement wife to take a nap, Mr. Ke collapsed on the sofa in extreme exhaustion.
Mingming Ayin was very sentimental in the past few days. He felt very mentally retarded after his son made such a toss.
Fortunately, the family property is enough for him to toss about, otherwise he would not be able to support such a cub who has compassion for the world.
"Hey, Ayin, you are definitely punishing me for keeping this little brat." Bai Yi sighed, since becoming a father, the daily life is frantic, and many times he can't do it.
Can't do it, can't do it.
He probably understood where the kid's bottom line was.
The life he despises the most is everything in the eyes of that kid.
He can climb up to recite the mantra for him every day because of his past mistakes, or he can ignore him because of his usual little evil, but he must never touch his bottom line.
This is to supervise him, Bai Yi felt it a long time ago.
"The young master is kind-hearted, Mr. Ke should be happy." The housekeeper sighed, he probably knew that his Mr. Ke was not a good person, since he entered the house and became a housekeeper, he was worried.
Now that someone can restrain Mr. Ke's words and deeds, he suddenly feels, how great!
Mr. Ke shook his head, and climbed upstairs lonely.
"Prepare a wallet for me, and keep money and cards in it at any time." Mr. Ke, who usually only needs to scan his face, now feels that it is dangerous for him not to bring money.
The son can package and sell him at any time to do good deeds.
Ke Huaiqi, who misses his wife, is still a simple and straightforward name.
Xie Jia.
"Hey, why did this petal fall off? Isn't it about to wither?" Yan Yan came in to clean up, and was startled when he saw a petal fell off.
But looking at the flowers, it seems that the vitality is stronger, but it seems not.
Yanyan sighed, and sat quietly in Changsheng's room for a long time.
It’s been more than a year, and the whole family still can’t get out.
Changsheng seems to be by their side, and everyone can’t do without him. He still cleans his room every day, cooks his favorite dishes every day, and still packs a bowl of his rice.
Reserve his place.
It's like never leaving.
Zhou Yanci knows that this kind of life is problematic, but no one can get out, even if she summons up the courage to forget the past every time.
But there are always things like this, reminding her that there is a long life.
The whole family loved him and never forgot him.
She probably knows that the arrival of longevity is for the calamity. It is for growth, for the purpose of training him into a heavenly way with great love in his heart.
"As your mother, I wish you could be selfish for a while." Zhou Yanci buried his head in Chang Changsheng's clothes.
Although she has great merits, if she can, she would rather give up everything, and would rather fall into the magic way from now on. Even if the world falls apart, she also hopes...
Eternal life can be selfish once.
She didn't dare to say these words and couldn't say them, so she could only hold them in her heart silently.
"Mom is sorry for you, mother is really sorry for you. If you do it all over again, mother would rather you be a selfish child, a child with only yourself. I won't teach you great love, and won't teach you so much." The price of everything is to lose her son, so she would rather not teach him anything.
It doesn’t matter if she is selfish or inhuman.
She is also a mother, the pain of losing her son, the pain on her skin, she hated herself for countless days and nights, why did she teach him so much.
If not, will you not leave?
"Mom misses you, mom really misses you, mom can't get out, mom really can't get out."
"Come back, son, come back, please come back. I'll give you whatever you want to eat, give you whatever you want, and mother can't live without you."
Conceived in October, drawn by countless lifetimes, the three-year relationship between mother and child is too short, the fate is too short.
"Let me be your mother again, okay? Okay? Come back, come back quickly!" Zhou Yanci cried loudly, the pain of losing a child, the cruelest thing in the world.
Any parent is willing to go through this experience instead of their child, just wanting to get their own child back.
Outside the door, Xie Daiqi stood at the door, leaning against the wall, clenched his fists, his eyes were red, and weeping silently.
He dared not let Yan Yan see his pain.
Changsheng, my son, come back, my father will accept you well this time.
Father is ready, my son...
Xie Daiqi closed his eyes and leaned against the wall. If possible, he would take his life in exchange for his son. He only wanted his son back.
He is still so young, he has not seen this colorful world yet.
A breeze blew by, and the flower by the window, which was watered by Changsheng with his own blood, did not change for a year, and it only lost a petal under the stimulation of the Three Treasures...
At this moment, it trembled rapidly, and saw the pure color petals falling down quickly.
A petal that fluttered away did not stay...
A small fruit quickly emerged from the bare branch, and it grew to the size of a baby's fist in a blink of an eye.
A small bright red fruit popped out, and the whole room was filled with a sweet and dazzling red.
The couple rushed to the window with tears in their eyes, staring at the vermilion fruit.
What the **** is this!
(end of this chapter)
