Chapter 661 Holding Hands (6)

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The night was really nice, Shen Miao felt.

But she didn't see that in the eyes of the handsome young man, a smile flashed across, but it was more moving than fireworks.

...

In a private house in the east of the city, a loud snoring sound was coming from a house at this moment. The whole room was full of strong alcohol smell that was pungent. There were several wine jars lying on the ground, and the man on the bed was sleeping soundly.

In the next room, there was a child of eight or nine years old lying on the bed. This room was obviously much narrower than the room next to it. He lay down for a while, but sat up. Seemingly disturbed by the snoring next door, he stood up and walked into the small yard surrounded by bamboo fences under the quilt.

This child was going to the thatched hut, and was about to go back to the house after going to the hut, when he glanced at two people standing in the yard. He was so shocked that he was about to shout, but he saw a stone in the hand of the taller man bouncing at him. When he came over, the child was frozen in place in an instant, unable to speak.

The two then approached him.

Under the dim light of the lantern outside, the faces of the two were gradually seen clearly. He was petite in stature, wearing clothes only worn by servants, but he could still tell that it was a woman, wearing a cloak that was so wide that it didn't fit, and wearing a two-face scarf on his face, except for the eyes, the part below the nose was completely covered. covered. However, the eyes became more and more clear, and people couldn't help but think that if she took off the face towel, she would be a beauty.

As for the person next to this petite figure... The boy was almost stunned. This person was extremely tall and straight. He was wearing a splendid robe with purple embroidered gold cloud patterns. This robe was a bit wide and the belt was black. , the more his clothes are fluttering, and his appearance is even more handsome and beautiful, with a pair of peach blossom eyes looking at it in the night, it just feels as if the snow in winter is also blooming with layers of Chun flowers. Could it be the immortals who came down from the sky, otherwise why is every move so elegant and beautiful that people can't take their eyes off of them, and they are so extravagant?

The petite white-robed man glanced at him, and then asked softly, "What's your name?"

The child felt his throat loosen, coughed twice, and suddenly found himself able to speak again. The voice of that man was that of a woman, very gentle, and the child's mood gradually became less fearful. He said nervously, "I, my name is Huaisheng."

"Huaisheng," the woman asked, "is your mother's name Chang Zaiqing?"

Huaisheng was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes turned red. He looked at the woman cautiously and asked, "Do you know my mother? Do you know where my mother is... I haven't seen my mother for a long time, and they said that my mother will not come back. Someone picked us up. Here, it is said that I can see my mother, but there is no mother here."

Shen Miao sighed in her heart. This child was about the same age as Su Minglang two years ago, but at that time Su Minglang was a naive, almost idiot-like glutinous rice ball, but this child was much more pitiful. Chang Zaiqing abandoned her husband and children, of course, because her husband was drinking and gambling all day long, and he couldn't live any longer. But before she left, she never imagined how hard it would be for her young son to follow such an irresponsible father? Therefore, Chang Zaiqing is neither worthy of sympathy nor forgiveness, because such a cruel mother is no longer worthy of being called a "mother".

“Don’t be afraid.” Shen Miao took out the veil and wiped the tears for the child. Huai Sheng was a little flattered. This woman's eyes were very beautiful, and her appearance was not bad. Although she was wearing the clothes of a servant, her hands were fair and tender. Huaisheng knew that this kind of hand was different from their hands full of calluses doing rough work. At first glance, it was from a wealthy family. This woman is also very rich, but such a noble person wipes tears for a pariah like himself... Even his mother has never treated him so tenderly, Huai Sheng looked a little crazy.

A light cough sounded, but it was the man in purple robe standing beside Shen Miao who made a noise. He glanced at Huai Sheng and said coldly, "Go in."

Huaisheng's whole body was icy cold at that glance. For some reason, this extremely beautiful man didn't do anything, and it would make people feel terrifying to look at him so lightly. He was agitated, but when he saw the woman in front of him retracting the handkerchief, his eyes were quite gentle.

Shen Miao just thought of her Fu Ming and Wan Yu. Fu Ming and Wan Yu have a father like Fu Xiuyi, so why is it not hard work? And although she didn't run away, she was powerless to save the fate of her children, not much better than Chang Zaiqing.

Suppressing the complicated emotions in her heart, she said, "Huaisheng, show us your father."

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