Qin Lu took out his handkerchief to wipe her tears, and said with a sob: "Fen'er, you are forcing me...forcing me to ruin the Qin family's century-old foundation. I... If I really listen to you, how can I do it?" Are you sorry for your ancestors?"
"Master, I'm begging you! I've never begged you in my life. Just this once, please promise me!" Mrs. Qin broke away from Qin Lv's hand suddenly. Then he kowtowed to Qin Lv like garlic. While kowtowing, he couldn't stop crying, "Master, with my body, I'm afraid time is running out, I just, just want to see Chong'er again before I die. Please..."
"Fen'er. You... don't force me..." Qin Lu's eyes were red, tears filled his eyes, and he slid down the edge of the bed little by little. Then "Plop!" and sat on the ground. He hugged his head in pain. "Fen'er, please. Don't make me..."
"Then you're forcing me to die! You're forcing me to die without regret!" Mrs. Qin's voice suddenly doubled, and she stared fiercely at Qin Lu with her eyes wide open. When he spoke again, his tone was full of calm determination, "Qin Lv. Today, if you don't agree to me, I will die for you! After all, I can't save Lai Chong'er, and it's meaningless for me to live! Die in front of you! Maybe in the future you will meet Chong'er so that you can tell him how his mother died? And why did you have to die?!"
"Fen'er, why do you insist on forcing me?!" Qin Lu suddenly clasped Mrs. Qin's shoulders with both hands, and he looked at Mrs. Qin furiously. His whole body was slumped on the ground like mud, he wiped his face vigorously with both hands, and said in a hoarse voice, "Fen'er, let me think again."
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Jiasheng Thirty-three Years December Thirty
Lunar New Year's eve.
Ning Guta.
Chenjiatun.
Zhong Mingwei and Meiya spent New Year's Eve in Chenjiatun this year. Gu Changlin wanted to go back to his hometown to worship their ancestors and live there for a while. Ding Yunwen went back with him when he had nothing to do. Coming back, Pang Yi and Xiao An's couple followed Zhong Mingwei and Meiya to Chenjiatun early this morning.
"Grandma! Mr. Chen! Here we come!" Before the carriage stopped, Meiya lifted the curtain and waved to Grandma Chen and Mr. Chen who were waiting at the door early in the morning.
"Okay! Okay! They're all here!" Grandma Chen was a little excited, and rushed forward to greet her. For more than 20 years, she and Chen Qingxuan were the only ones in the family for Chinese New Year. Ever since Meiya and Zhong Mingwei were going to come to them for Chinese New Year Grandma Chen became excited. She has been busy since the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month. Although it was hard work, her heart was full of joy. At this time, she saw Meiya jumping off the carriage, and Grandma Chen was so busy that she went over and held her Meiya's hand complained softly, "Why don't you even wear gloves? In such a cold day, I'm not afraid of frostbite."
"Hey, it's not far away, just a few steps away, so I didn't think about wearing it." Meiya smiled and said, she was embarrassed to tell Grandma Chen that she hadn't worn gloves this year, and she was really at home on weekdays. There is no need to wear gloves, Zhong Mingwei always holds her hand every time he goes out, Zhong Mingwei's hand is big and warm, it can wrap her whole hand in it, and sometimes it makes him sweat, so, She doesn't have to wear gloves either.
"Master, you are here," Chen Qingxuan went up to greet Zhong Mingwei respectfully, while clasping fists at Pang Yi and Xiao An, "Brother Pang, Mrs. Pang."