The matter of Liu Ling is not a secret, what even Xiao Li knows, how could it be a secret.
Ever since he met Lu's youngest son Liu Feng in Qingyun Country, Liu Ling's shadow has been lingering in Liu Wei's heart. Liu Feng and Xiao Ling look too much alike, although they are not the same person,
But every time she sees Liu Feng, Liu Wei can't help but think of Xiao Ling.
She often thought that she would still dream about these things at night. She could hide this from others, but she couldn't hide it from Rong Leng who shared the bed, and Xiao Li who was connected with mother and child.
Rong Leng never asked, even if he found her crying awake in the middle of the night, he just silently wiped away her tears, hugged her, and coaxed her to sleep.
But Xiao Li is not familiar with world affairs, and he doesn't understand some topics that cannot be touched, so Zeng Tong asked without restraint.
Liu Wei didn't say it once, didn't say it twice, and couldn't remember which time it was, she just talked about it.
After finishing speaking, the heavy stone in my heart seemed to be a lot lighter.
Only then did she know that there was some pain, and it could not be healed by hiding it.
Say it, but it will be much better.
In her words, Xiao Ling was described as majestic. Xiao Li's eyes were always bright when she was listening, Liu Wei was proud in her heart, and the more she talked, the more emotional she was.
, Xiao Li also admired him more and more, and said that he really wanted to see his uncle once. Although he knew that he would never see him again in this life, Liu Wei was also happy, glad that there was one more person in the world who knew Xiao Ling.
With her ability, there is one more person who can miss her brother with her.
Now my grandfather wanted to hear it, so Liu Wei said it again.
There are many strange places in her words, she will say "outside the kindergarten gate" for a while, and the virgin forest for a while, and even mention the instructor with blond hair and blue eyes.
The combination of these contents is as bizarre as the Arabian Nights.
Except for the boy in her mouth.
She seemed to have made up a background just to set off that boy.
Everyone in the room listened, and as Liu Wei talked more, everyone's expressions changed.
Especially Zhu Wensong, although he didn't know what the local conditions and customs mentioned by Liu Wei were, but he knew that this person was indeed not Liu Wei, not the Liu Wei from Prime Minister Liu's residence in Kyoto.
, she is fake.
The real Liu Wei, before she became an adult, had never been out of Kyoto, let alone those inexplicable places.
Rong Leng's reaction was the calmest. He had doubted Liu Wei's origins a long time ago. He doubted for a long time, and as his emotions increased during the period, that questioning and guessing evolved into release.
Natural and tolerant.
So now, when he suddenly heard this, he was not surprised at all, and even had a sense of certainty. In short, the same sentence, no matter where she came from, her identity is
Who, as long as the person he fell in love with didn't change, then nothing changed.
Ji Nanzheng was the one with the most emotional ups and downs. He didn't think deeply like Zhu Wensong, nor did he think about anything like Rong Leng. He kept looking at Liu Wei and listening to Liu Wei's words.
Describe the indomitable young boy in her mouth. As he listened, his heart tightened, he clutched his chest, and gasped.
Everyone in the room was frightened, so Liu Wei hurriedly got up and went to obedience to her grandfather.
Ji Nanzheng waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, but his heartbeat was still very fast: "I don't know why, this is the first time I heard it, but I feel so uncomfortable..."
Liu Wei's eyes were red again. Seeing the old man's face exactly the same as that of his grandfather in the previous life, he couldn't help saying, "It's also possible, this is not the first time you've heard it."
Ji Nanzheng raised his head, his cloudy and white eyes were confused for a moment, and then he closed them slowly: "Stop talking, I don't want to hear it anymore."
Liu Wei nodded hurriedly, sat down again, grabbed his grandfather's hand, and massaged his acupuncture points.
It was like this before, when she finally returned home with her master, she shed tears and told her parents that she did not protect Xiao Ling well, and she kowtowed all the time holding Xiao Ling's ashes.
His father's always resolute face was full of exhaustion, his eyes were red and blue, while his mother hugged her, crying unceasingly, saying, "It's a good thing you're still here, and it's a good thing you're back."
Afterwards, the news of Xiao Ling's death spread to the elders of the two parties. It has been too long since Liu Wei and Liu Ling were kidnapped. Now that the granddaughter has finally returned, the four elders are of course happy
, but another child died, in a foreign land, a miserable death.
That night, my grandfather was admitted to the hospital. Hearing the news of his grandson's death, he had a heart attack and collapsed. Fortunately, my grandmother found out in time and rescued him as soon as possible.
When the ambulance arrives, the elderly may be about to...
Now the same thing happened again, it was obviously not the same person, but when they heard the same thing, their reactions were so consistent.
Liu Wei's heart was pounding, she squeezed her grandfather's hands and shoulders, taking care of the old man meticulously, and Ji Nanzheng was finally freed from the suffocating emotion of unknown origin
, he sighed, and asked Xiang Zhu Wensong: "Wen Song, you are proficient in astronomy and astrology, you said, such a good boy, after he dies, will he go to heaven and become a god?"
Zhu Wensong thought about astronomy, astrology, and gossip in the Book of Changes. These are also based on the calculation method of the relationship between heaven and earth. They are different from becoming immortals.
It can be seen that Brother Ji is not in the right mood, so he can only respond: "Yes, it will."
The old man was relieved, nodded, and said to Liu Wei: "Did you hear that, the child is now in the sky, free from worries, disease-free and disaster-free, which is also very good."
Liu Wei sniffed and nodded. At this moment, she and the old man seemed to share a little secret that only belonged to each other. The sadness that was immersed in the past seemed to dissipate a little because of this.
No one inquired about Liu Ling's identity, and Liu Wei finished talking about that part of the past, which was equivalent to confessing her identity.
Half an hour later, Rong Leng left with the reluctant Liu Wei. Zhu Wensong didn't leave. He asked Ji Nanzheng, "What's your plan next?"
Ji Nanzheng smiled, and said naturally: "The top priority, old man, I want to take my granddaughter back to Beijing to show off, my great-grandson is a genius, how can I be the only one who knows
road? "
Zhu Wensong was surprised: "No, Liu Wei is not your granddaughter, didn't you hear it?"
Ji Nanzheng said, "She is."
Zhu Wensong was stunned: "She said just now that she is not."
Ji Nanzheng let out a laugh, and waved his hands: "But I think she is, at first, I was a little unfamiliar with her, and I was a little scared when such a big granddaughter suddenly appeared.
, But after she finished talking about that part of the past, I felt that we are a family, and a family whose bones are broken and connected, can never be wrong. "
Zhu Wensong had a bitter face: "This idea...is a bit strange."
Ji Nanzheng shook his head: "You are not me, you don't know my mood, anyway, she must be, it can't be fake, my heart tells me so."
Zhu Wensong couldn't speak, he was bored by the side, and said for a long time: "It's just as long as you are happy."
Ji Nanzheng smiled again: "Of course I'm happy, I have a granddaughter and a great-grandson."
As he spoke, he paused for a moment and became serious: "However, I didn't ask just now, you said that Xia Qiu was imprisoned in the palace, so what's going on?"