Suddenly stepping into such a house in the bustling city, people suddenly have a feeling of traveling to another time and space in an instant.
The old man in green shirt, the young man reading aloud, the girl splashing water and sweeping the dust, and the woman leaning on the door curtain and smiling slightly.
It should be the most vivid picture in such a scene.
Moss is covered with moist green rockery, a pool of clear water is swaying in the courtyard, koi carps of various colors are swimming like clusters of flowers, and a touch of green bamboo is swaying above the head.
The paint on the pillars of the porch is still bright and shiny, and the bluestone floors of different sizes have clear lines. Every detail shows that this is a very well-preserved old house.
In a city center like Zhonghai, such an old house can never be bought with money... People who want such a house will probably not be short of money, so those invisible and intangible forces decide this Who does the rare thing end up with
If the Li family in Zhonghai wanted to keep such a house, no one would covet and be greedy.
Although the house is good and well maintained, there are probably servants who come to tidy it up every now and then, but Li Rou doesn't feel popular.
"Actually, I come here often, and I live here a lot of times. It's just that I haven't come here recently." Qiao Ruoyu explained.
Li Rou nodded, still not understanding why Qiao Ruoyu brought him here.
Walking through the patio, you will be facing the wide and honest hall, with the old Eight Immortals table and Taishi chairs. Hanging high in the middle hall is a hanging ink calligraphy and painting. I don’t know which famous artist it is. It is extraordinary and the horse in the painting is faint Pentium, full of momentum.
After not staying in the hall for long, Qiao Ruoyu brought him to the back house.
What embarrassed Li Rou was that Qiao Ruoyu didn't let go of his hand. If Qiao Ruoyu was really just a young woman of the same age, Li Rou would not feel awkward and awkward being held by her hand even if she didn't adapt, or she was just an ordinary girl. Elders, that won't feel awkward either.
But Qiao Ruoyu is so special.
The back house is the place where the family members live. It lacks a formal atmosphere, but it has more elegance and quietness. The low orchids and bamboos in twos and threes embellish this leisurely, so that the summer sun does not have the restlessness.
"I live here on weekdays."
Qiao Ruoyu finally let go of Li Rou's hand and pushed open the door.
The door is a thick black lacquered wooden door, and her fingers are extraordinarily slender and white, forming a sharp contrast, which is particularly eye-catching. Li Rou wonders why she brought him here, and here is the same as him and Qiao Niannu. What does it matter
Unless she was going to say that it was here that she gave birth to their siblings... But she was not his mother.
Qiao Ruoyu's room is filled with a scent that is found in ordinary women's rooms, and it smells very comfortable... This is different from men. It is good if there is no smell in a man's room, but if there is a scent from the shop, That means that this man is probably a gay or a little bit of a petty feeling.
It's all quaint furniture, and the only thing that's a bit of an eyesore is a flat-screen TV, presumably proof that the place isn't out of touch with the tech world.
Qiao Ruoyu moved a stool and placed it in front of the big wardrobe.
This kind of wardrobe is very thick, and Li Rou estimated that it weighed a thousand catties. I don't know what kind of wood it is. If a thief with an open eye sneaks in, this wardrobe alone will make a fortune.
Li Rou didn't know what Qiao Ruoyu was going to do, so his mind was a little messed up, and he couldn't help thinking wildly.
She actually stood on the stool. Qiao Ruoyu was tall and slender, not much shorter than Qiao Niannu. Standing like this, her slender legs were completely within Li Rou's line of sight, which he could see clearly without paying special attention. .
Li Rou didn't have any inappropriate thoughts or ideas, he just thought how could she be considered an npc? Such a living, beautiful woman, how could she be regarded as an npc? I hope she will be freed from that fear in the future, such a beautiful woman should have a beautiful mood.
"I'll do it... You don't have enough strength." Li Rou saw that she was reaching for the big box on the cabinet, and said quickly.
"I... I can do it..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the big box fell from the top of the cabinet, Qiao Ruoyu exclaimed, staggered, and kicked the stool down by himself.
Qiao Ruoyu closed her eyes tightly, screaming to herself, what's worse, is there anything more embarrassing than falling down in front of him like this? Just feeling a pair of strong arms and chest hugging her horizontally, Qiao Ruoyu opened her eyes, but Li Rou was looking at her with concern.
"I'm fine... put me down quickly." Qiao Ruoyu blushed.
Li Rou let her go, Qiao Ruoyu really didn't have any special abilities, and Lin Jiangxian probably didn't give her too much when he created her, just like the women created by Lin Jiangxian in history, they were just ordinary human beings.
"The box..." Qiao Ruoyu pointed to the box, and didn't try to move the box any more.
Li Rou carried the box and put it on the table, wondering in his heart, what secret is hidden here
"Xiao Nu should have discovered this... She came here by herself one day, and she was in a bad mood when she came back." Qiao Ruoyu sighed, sat in front of the table, and put her hands on the chest of the box.
Li Rou saw her hand on the buckle, no matter how curious he was, he didn't take the initiative to open the box, but noticed that Qiao Ruoyu was looking at her again.
She was no longer shy or smiling, just looking at his eyes reminded him of the way she came to his house during the Chinese New Year and looked at him.
It was that look that made Li Rou start to suspect that she might be his mother.
It's like this again now, but she has already denied it. Could it be that she is lying? Then should I trust her words, or trust her eyes
Qiao Ruoyu lowered her head and stroked the box, the tenderness in her eyes remained unchanged, but she sighed again, then slowly pulled the buckle and opened the box.
There are no artifacts in the box, nor are there any strange things, nor are there any priceless treasures, nor are there even things that can only be distinguished by a second glance.
It's just a whole box of sweaters and woolen pants, a full box.
Some sweaters are very small and the trousers are only worn by children of a few years old. There are also larger ones worn by children aged about seven or eight, and those worn by teenagers aged eleven or twelve. They are different from those worn by children. The sweaters and trousers prepared by the boy no longer have many patterns.
Obviously, the people who knit these sweaters and trousers have thought about it. Children's sweaters and trousers can be cuter, so there are red ones, and cute panda weaving patterns. The older boys are mostly given by Qiao Ruoyu during the Blue Ash Festival. The one from Lee Routing is the same.
"This set was knitted last year, but I don't think you will grow taller anymore, so I have prepared sweaters according to one size since you were eighteen years old." Qiao Ruoyu pressed the sweater gently, Looking at Li Rou carefully.
"These... are all..." Li Rou was stunned.
"Yes, I prepared them for you." Qiao Ruoyu nodded, "I don't think Lin Jiangxian will take good care of you after all, let alone prepare sweaters and trousers for you. The winter in Zhonghai is cold and wet. It's very uncomfortable, how can a child survive without mother's sweater and woolen trousers?"
Li Rou's eyes were a little moist, and he just stared at Qiao Ruoyu in a daze.
"I have no way to see you, and I can't find you... But... But I still can't help it, I will prepare it for you every year." Qiao Ruoyu picked up the smallest sweater, held it in her hand and stroked it to Li Rou's chest , and laughed to himself, "You have grown up so much, I later realized that children nowadays don't wear such old-fashioned sweaters and trousers very much. No wonder I gave you the one for Spring Festival, and you also Never worn it."
"You...you...really aren't my mother?" Li Rou's eyes were sour. If Qiao Ruoyu was his mother, he would be able to accept it naturally without any hatred. If Qiao Ruoyu was his mother, after all these years The separation must not be what she wants.
Even if you don't need it, even if it can't be delivered to you, even if you don't know it at all, I will do these things for you... Except your mother, who else has such a heart to hold you
Feeling the trembling of his hand holding her, feeling his heart, Qiao Ruoyu embraced Li Rou, patted his back lightly, her cheek was pressed against his cheek, but her throat was blocked I'm speechless.
How could it be possible for me, how could it be his mother? She is not qualified for this.
"I'm not." Qiao Ruoyu finally shook her head. She knew it was cruel, but it was the truth. She might deceive him for a while, and let him feel the maternal love he had never felt before as a mother, but in the end he would find out It's also fake.
That would hurt him even more.
"You don't have to be afraid... No one can threaten you anymore." Li Rou held her shoulder, he really hoped that the gentle and lovely woman in front of him was his mother.
If so, no matter who, no matter what Nascent Soul, no matter what threats she receives, he will stand in front of her.
As long as she is his mother, even if the son is not strong enough, he will still let her stand on his back.
It has nothing to do with whether the body is strong or thin, the son should protect his mother by nature.
"No... I'm not..." Qiao Ruoyu cried and shook her head, "I would like to, and I hope I am...but I'm not."
Li Rou's body froze, and the fire in his heart seemed to be poured down by cold ice water. It was a scorching summer, but it was bitingly cold.
Seeing him let go of the hand holding her shoulder feebly, Qiao Ruoyu's original mood disappeared without a trace, or for so many years, she had really let go of those things and changed her feelings for him into a A mother's longing for her son.
"I'm just waiting for you to grow up...waiting to see the grown-up you..."
Li Rou reluctantly sat down, stared blankly at the box of sweaters, thinking about his emotions just now, and thinking about Qiao Niannu seeing this box of sweaters, he could understand why Qiao Niannu firmly believed that he was her relative. brother.
These are stronger proofs than anything for ordinary people.
Just like a woman who abandons her son and comes back twenty years later, she will take care of him, love him, knit a sweater for him, cover him with a quilt for him in the middle of the night, stand in the yard Standing on tiptoe at the door and looking at him coming home from school, the woman snatched away... Why
But Qiao Ruoyu denied it, and the disappointment in Li Rou's heart was like a world doomed by volcanic ash, lonely and lonely.
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In the past two days, Xia Hua has caught a cold.
On the first day of catching a cold, I had a headache and a cough. I happened to see the terrible h7 bird flu.
So I was in a state of panic all day long, and I hurried to another place to avoid infecting my children.
I dare not go to the hospital again, for fear of being diagnosed.
Then I ate Ligankang...
Feel sorry.