Although Wei Luo recognized Jiang Miaolan, she never planned to recognize her.
When Wei Luo was a child, she had seen many ways of getting along with mothers and daughters. There were loving mothers who loved their children, some strict mothers who scolded their children, and some mothers who looked at their children angrily and with a smile... No matter which one, they couldn't escape their eyes. A kind of "compassion". That kind of love can melt people's hearts, no matter how hard-hearted they are, if they are patted on the back by their mother to comfort them, or act like a baby in their arms, nothing will happen.
Once Wei Luo went to Pingyuanhou's mansion to play with Liang Yurong, and Pingyuanhou's wife was teaching Liang Yu a lesson.
Madam Pingyuanhou's expression was very severe and her voice was loud, scaring Liang Yurong and Liang Yu too much to speak. Liang Yu even knelt down in front of Madam Pingyuanhou obediently, without saying a word. It was only later that Wei Luo learned that Liang Yu was naughty for a while and broke the sapphire carved peony pendant that Pingyuanhou gave to Pingyuanhou's wife. Mrs. Pingyuan Hou put it in a very deep place, and she usually didn't take it out. Only Liang Yu, a brat, was curious about everything, wanted to see everything, and broke it when he didn't pay attention.
Mrs. Pingyuan Hou punished him to kneel in the ancestral hall and punished him not to eat for a day and a night. Liang Yurong didn't dare to intercede with her brother, so she took Wei Luo to visit Liang Yu secretly. Liang Yu's knees hurt from kneeling, and more importantly, he was very hungry. Mrs. Pingyuanhou was obviously very angry, but she still acquiesced in Liang Yurong's behavior of secretly delivering food to Liang Yu, and even asked the maid beside her to give Liang Yu food. A soft cushion was sent to make him kneel more comfortably, so as not to hurt his knees.
Wei Luo was very envious of Liang Yu at the time, because he could be taught a lesson by his mother, and he could also be loved by his mother, but she had never even seen what his mother looked like.
Wei Luo never told anyone about it, neither did Chang Hong.
Although the fourth aunt Qin also loved Wei Luo very much, but this kind of love was different from maternal love after all. Qin shi can teach her children as she likes, and she will also speak hard and give advice to the third elder brother and the others, but Qin shi just loves Wei Luo blindly. Wei Luo didn't want to delve into the reason, the more she delved into it, the more resentment she had towards Jiang Miaolan.
Why did she have the heart to abandon herself and Chang Hong
Why didn't she do anything other mothers could do
Wei Luo even thought viciously, did Jiang Miaolan know that she and Chang Hong ended up like that in her previous life? How will she react when she finds out? Don't you regret abandoning their siblings in the end
Wei Luo would rather that she disappear forever and never come back.
But Jiang Miaolan still came back, and Wei Luo recognized her at the gate of Yuhe Building on Mid-Autumn Festival. There was a halo around him, and a person gradually walked out from it, just like the one in the painting in Wei Kun's study. Over the past many years, although the appearance of his face has changed, his temperament will not change.
Wei Luo didn't avoid it deliberately, she just didn't want to face Jiang Miaolan, and didn't want to admit that she still had a mother.
Wei Luo met Wei Kun's astonished gaze, walked down the stairs from the second floor, stopped a few steps away, raised a smile and called, "Daddy."
"Ah Luo, why are you here?" Wei Kun passed her and looked back, Zhao Jie also came down and stopped right behind Wei Luo. Wei Kun adjusted his expression, and made a courtesy of a monarch and minister, "See His Highness Prince Jing, I made His Highness laugh."
Zhao Jie's expression didn't change, he was always serious and solemn in front of people, "I asked someone to measure Ah Luo's wedding dress, and I am planning to send her back home at this time."
Wei Kun knew about this, so he just said: "Your Highness, please worry."
Zhao Jie said: "A Luo is my fiancée, this king should do these things, father-in-law doesn't have to worry about it."
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Miaolan looked at Zhao Jie in surprise.
Although Jiang Miaolan has been in Shengjing City for several days, she deliberately avoided the news from the British government, because she was afraid of bringing up her own sadness, and also because she was afraid that once she heard the news about her two children, she would not be able to help but miss them.
Now that Zhao Jie called Wei Kun "father-in-law", she knew that Wei Luo was engaged.
Jiang Miaolan looked at the man in front of him, he was handsome and well-spoken, his pair of star eyes were like the stars in the night sky, bright and profound. And when he spoke, he stood in front of Wei Luo considerately, with a protective attitude, presumably he cared about Wei Luo very much.
Jiang Miaolan's mind was full of thoughts at the moment, and she was very uncomfortable.
Wei Luo hated this atmosphere very much, and didn't feel like waiting for a moment: "Daddy has something to talk to others, so I won't bother you, and I'll go back to England first." After finishing speaking, she pulled up her dark green double skirt and walked away. .
As soon as he walked to the door, it was also because of Wei Luo's bad luck that it started to rain in such a fine weather. The rain became heavier and heavier, forming beads and hitting the ground in front of Wei Luo. Wei Luo frowned, and took a step back. There was a thunderstorm outside the restaurant, and the cold wind mixed with raindrops blew onto Wei Luo's face. The doorway was soon filled with rainwater. She raised her sleeve and wiped it, her bright and clear eyes glistened with water, and before the golden thread in the opposite carriage brought the umbrella, Wei Luo lifted her skirt and stepped into the puddle, walking over there.
Zhao Jie immediately took off the black woven gold cloak and put it on Wei Luo's head, took her hand and brought her back, "It's raining so hard, why rush at this moment? Waiting for your maid to bring the umbrella over is not a problem." Chi, be careful not to catch a cold in the rain."
After a long time, Wei Luo's voice came from under the cloak: "I don't want to stay here."
Zhao Jie held her hand, "This king will send you back."
Wei Luo and Zhao Jie are not yet married, so it's not appropriate to do this out of reason, but who in the room has the time to care about this
After a while, a golden thread came over with a double-ring oil-paper umbrella painted with hibiscus patterns, and Wei Luo walked under the umbrella, and left wearing Zhao Jie's cloak.
"Ninny!"
A voice suddenly called from behind.
Wei Luo's footsteps faltered, and she didn't turn her head.
Jiang Miaolan came to the door of the restaurant, supported the door frame, and looked at her anxiously.
Wei Luo turned to Jin Lu and said, "Let's go, I didn't tell my grandmother when we came out, she will be worried if we don't go back."
Jin Lu nodded, and lifted Wei Luo's skirt, "Miss, step carefully."
The heavy rain poured down on people's feet, soaking the shoes and socks in a short while, even lifting the hem of the skirt was useless.
Wei Luo continued to walk forward and heard hurried footsteps behind her. Before she could reach the carriage, Jiang Miaolan had already come in front of her.
Jiang Miaolan didn't hold an umbrella, so she was completely drenched in such a short time, how could she still have the dignified and grand appearance just now? It seemed very embarrassing.
Wei Luo's eyes were calm, she looked at Jiang Miaolan motionless, not understanding what was the point of her chasing after her at this time. Wei Luo asked coldly, "Madam called me just now?"
Jiang Miaolan was stabbed by the indifference in Wei Luo's eyes, the rain formed a curtain of rain, and Jiang Miaolan took half a step forward to see Wei Luo's face clearly. "Ninny, I am..."
Wei Luo tilted her head and interrupted her, "I don't want to know."
Jiang Miaolan's outstretched hand froze in the air, both helpless and embarrassed.
It was at this time that Jiang Miaolan suddenly realized that Wei Luo must have known about it a long time ago, and it was because she knew that she was so indifferent to her. Rainwater entered Jiang Miaolan's eyes, and the mixed emotions in her heart evaporated all the way, turned into mist and flooded her eyes, and asked with tears: "Ninny, do you hate me?"
If it wasn't for the heavy rain, I don't know how many people on the street saw this scene. But at this time, there were only a few people on the street, passing by in a hurry, and no one cared about them.
Wei Luo's expression didn't change, "Ma'am, I'm mistaken, I don't know you."
After all, Wei Luo didn't give her another look, stepped on the pedals and stepped into the black lacquered flat-roofed carriage.
But the moment Wei Luo bent down and got into the carriage, Jiang Miaolan cried and shouted, "I am your mother!"
Wei Luo finally stopped, she straightened up, turned to look at the wet woman outside the carriage. Wei Luo stared at her for a long time, so long that Jiang Miaolan thought time had stood still, and Wei Luo looked down at her and asked slowly, "What did you say?"
"Ninny, I'm your mother." Jiang Miaolan repeated with a sob.
Wei Luo heard it clearly, her head cleared up, and her voice was colder than before: "My mother died a long time ago, I don't have a mother."
Jiang Miaolan's face turned pale.
"I was sick when I was young, and my mother was there to take care of others when they were sick, but I was only surrounded by the maid, Fu Mu. Or maybe Chang Hong and my father often came to accompany me and coax me to take medicine." Wei Luo's words did not make sense Without thinking, she looked into Jiang Miaolan's eyes and said word by word: "From then on, I knew that I only have father and brother, and no mother."
Jiang Miaolan's body was crooked, and she almost fell to the ground.
This time Wei Luo got into the carriage cruelly, ordered the driver to set off and said, "Go back to the British government."
The carriage drove away and quickly disappeared into the rain.
Fu Xingyun stepped forward, took off his outer robe and draped it over Jiang Miaolan's body. He put his arms around Jiang Miaolan's shoulders and said, "Okay, your health is not good, don't fall down again in the rain."
Jiang Miaolan was very sad, there is nothing more painful and desperate than being resented by her own daughter. She burst into tears and kept repeating: "My daughter hates me, she hates me... But I miss her and Chang Hong so much, I don't have a day don't want them..."
Fu Xingyun took her back to the restaurant, asked the staff in the building to bring a dry towel, gently wiped the water on her face and head, and comforted her: "You always have to give her time to think about it, you haven't seen each other for so many years , don’t rush this moment.”
While the two were talking, they realized that neither Wei Kun nor Zhao Jie had left.
The guests in the restaurant all left at some point, and there were only four of them left in the lobby. Zhao Jie sat behind a square table, turning the tea cup in his hand without saying a word, with an intriguing attitude.
On the other hand, Wei Kun, Xu heard the conversation between Jiang Miaolan and Fu Xingyun, he couldn't tell what expression was on his face, painful and complicated, he stared straight at Jiang Miaolan and asked, "Why is your health not good?"
Jiang Miaolan wiped off the rain on her face, lowered her eyes, and said after a long time: "I hurt my body when I gave birth to Nannan and Chang Hong, and I will never get pregnant again in this life."