Chapter 887

He went to help Mi Rongxing, but Mi Rongxing waved his hand away angrily, "You just don't like me!"

"Brother Xingxing, I like you, you have always been second in my heart."

"I don't want two!"

"Second, what's wrong?"

Little Suancai thinks that "two" is a very high number, and the number one is reserved for Guoguo, Shao Junfei is "three".

"Not good!" Mi Rongxing kicked his legs and looked at her with teary eyes, "Why do you say my father was taken away?"

"No, he was not taken away." Little Pickled Cabbage hastily defended, for fear that he would not be able to bear the blow, "I lied to you."

Ling Qiyang also agreed, knelt down and said to Mi Rongxing: "Sauercai is playing with you, your father is with Jiang Manli, how could he arrest him, didn't the police let him go yesterday?"

It was only then that Mi Rongxing's excited mood eased a little, he stopped crying, and lowered his eyes to look at his feet...

"What are you three doing here?" At this moment, Chen Yilan came out.

Ling Qiyang hurriedly turned his lower body to cover Mi Rongxing, and Little Pickled Cabbage very cooperatively helped Mi Rongxing up, and said in a low voice, "Don't let grandma find out that we are arguing."

Mi Rongxing remembered the last time his grandmother "dumped" him, so he quickly stood up, wiped the corners of his eyes, and grinned foolishly...

Chen Yilan walked over, pulled Ling Qiyang away, stared at the faces of Mi Rongxing and Xiao Suancai, then she looked at her grandson who was smiling, "What's wrong with you?"

Mi Rongxing smirked, narrowed his eyes, showing his small white teeth, "It's nothing."

Little Pickled Cabbage turned to look at him, then imitated him and grinned, revealing eight teeth, "Whose teeth are whiter than ours."

Chen Yilan just smiled and waved her hands, "Go down and have breakfast."

Little Pickled Cabbage immediately went downstairs with her, while Mi Rongxing went upstairs "thump, thump, thump" and opened the mother's room...

Gu Xinyan just came out of the shower and saw that his eyes were red, and asked strangely: "Are you arguing with sauerkraut again?"

"Well, she said that Dad was taken away, so I cried sadly." Mi Rongxing confessed bluntly, raised his face, and looked at Gu Xinyan expectantly, "Mom, tell me, has Dad been taken away?" ?”

Just as Gu Xinyan was about to answer, she suddenly saw a small figure flashing at the door, and he kept shaking his hands, so he understood.

"Xing'er, your father was not taken away, he is still fine."

Don't cast a shadow over the child's young heart, Gu Xinyan thinks that Ling Qiyang reminded this matter very well, this is also something the parents discussed, and Mi Rongxing is hidden from it.

How long can you hide it?

Mi Rongxing was completely relieved, and he asked hesitantly: "Mom, can I really not see Dad in the future?"

Gu Xinyan began to lie: "Well, I can't see him anymore. I heard that grandpa gave him a sum of money and asked him to go to a distant place to do business. If he does well, he can pay off the debt."

"What if it can't be done well?" Children always like to break the casserole and ask the end.

"Can't you do it well?" Gu Xinyan thought about it, and said slowly, "Then continue to do it at that place, and you will never come back."

Hearing this, Mi Rongxing's face slipped a trace of melancholy, lowered his head, and he muttered: "Then I will help him when I grow up."

Gu Xinyan's heart felt sore. After all, it was his biological father who gave birth to him. Even though he said he didn't like this father anymore, he still loved him in his heart.

But such a vile, heartless man deserves his son to care about him so much?

Looking at her son with a sad expression, Gu Xinyan squatted down sadly, and hugged him tightly in her arms, her voice slightly astringent.

"Xing'er, mother loves you, little father loves you, grandpa, grandma, and uncle all love you. Don't be sad. Grandpa said that he will make you a descendant of the Gu family. Your surname is also Gu!"

Hearing this, Mi Rongxing was stunned.

Can I have the surname "Gu" like Bako pickled cabbage? From now on, grandpa will also like me very much?

"Mom, is this true?" His eyes sparkled, and he just felt very happy that his surname was Gu like Brother Ba, and he had no concept of blood relationship at all.

"Well, as long as Xing'er can agree."

"Okay, I agree."

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After being coaxed, Mi Rongxing quickly forgot his worries, and ran to play with pickled cabbage Pug again happily.

Gu Xinyan started sending messages to Zheng Yihua again——

Yi Hua, when you turn on your phone and see the text message, please reply me right away, please?

Zheng Yihua's cell phone has been disconnected. It is estimated that he really wants to be alone, so he does not even accept information from the outside world.

But how did Gu Xinyan know that Zheng Yihua already knew that he was a descendant of the Shao family, and that he had a family that was even more famous than the Gu family, a wealthy family that he had never imagined.

The mountain village in the early morning is always fresh and beautiful, with cool mountain breeze and lush green forests.

Mama Zheng's tomb is in the green hills and green bamboos, close to Father Zheng's tomb.

After lighting incense and praying three times, Zheng Yihua slowly sat down beside his mother's tomb, looking at the words "Mother" on the stele, his eyes were hot and his nose couldn't help but feel sore.

The details of living in the mountains with his adoptive father and mother are playing in his mind like a movie at this moment. Although they live in poverty, he deeply remembers the care and love that the two elders gave him...

A hen lays an egg, and the mother definitely cooks it for him to eat.

It is rare to go to the town to pull a piece of cloth back, and my mother will definitely make him a new dress.

Dad got paid, and every time he would go to the small shop to buy him a pack of candy, or buy some apples and pears.

In order to teach him to learn the violin well, his father, an educated youth sent to the countryside, taught him all the talents he had learned when he was young. His father bought him the best violin with the little money his grandfather left him after his death...

How could Zheng Yihua forget such deep fatherly love and motherly love?

Seriously, it's all about his feelings.

Opening the box, Zheng Yihua took out the violin, got up and stood in front of her parents' tombstone, enduring the pain from the unhealed wound on her right arm, and played a lyrical piece of "Love"...

The melodious music is like gurgling streams in the mountains and forests, like birds singing, beautiful and melodious, endless.

I don't know how long it took before Zheng Yihua let go of his hand.

"Father, Mom." He slowly knelt in front of the grave of his adoptive father and mother, his eyes were wet and his voice was choked.

"I didn't want to look for my biological parents anymore, because I have no relationship with them. For more than 20 years, I only have your parents in my heart.

But unexpectedly, my biological mother gave me a second life. Without her, I might come to heaven to see you.

She is a good woman, she has a serious heart disease because of the loss of me, she saw me as if she knew me for the first time, I was deeply moved by her love, and she would lose her life for me!

Dad, Mom, come back this time, I’m here to get the three things you left me, and I’ll give them to my father, let him verify my identity, so that I can see my mother.

Now my mother is still lying on the hospital bed, I want to go to the hospital bed and tell her that I am the son she is looking for, and I want to wake her up.

Dad, Mom, you support me, right? Do you agree with me to recognize her? "

Tears silently fell from Zheng Yihua's eyes.

He stretched out his hand, gently stroked the photos of his adoptive father and adoptive mother, and said to them: "I am still your son, I will always be, in a few days, I will go to the army, and I will fight for you , as long as I come back, I will come to visit you."

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