Chapter 312 Qingcheng

On the early morning of the New Year's Day, Lu Siyuan was naturally unable to get up.

The family was silent, and no one said anything.

Just after breakfast, a middle-aged man wearing glasses came to the door to pick up the old man and the old lady. When he saw Wei Qingchu and Wei Qingwu, he politely greeted the new year with respect and respect, and he was neither humble nor arrogant. , said it was from the He family.

The old lady specially greeted Xi An and Lu Mingtao, and took her little grandson away, saying that her uncle wanted to see the little guy.

Even though Xi An and Lu Mingtao wanted to keep their little grandson, they had said it all. When the uncle wanted to see the child, they would not be able to keep him.

The old lady packed her little grandson neatly and went out with her arms in her arms.

The old lady's maiden name is He. She is the third eldest in the family. The two above are sisters. Her mother died of illness when she was five years old. When she was seventeen, her father's second wife added a son to the He family, but the child's mother was unable to save the child due to dystocia and hemorrhage, leaving behind a child to be fed.

The eldest sister and the second sister in the family are both married, and the father is the eldest young master of a century-old family. Since childhood, enjoying high position and living in comfort, it is impossible for him to take care of the child. Naturally, she is the one who takes care of the child.

When the child was almost two years old, her marriage was finalized and she married into the Wei family.

After being together for nearly two years, the child naturally clings to her. On the day of her marriage, the little thing cried and cried all day long, clamoring for her sister to have her sister without eating or drinking.

On the day she returned home after marriage, she brought the child back to the Wei family.

The mother-in-law is a gentle and learned lady from a famous family. She studied in the UK in her early years. She treats people with kindness and closeness. Her upbringing and knowledge are first-class. When he came back, not only was he not angry but also full of joy, and he helped take care of the little guy together.

At that time, there were no children in the Wei family. The eldest son of the Wei family had been married for many years, and the eldest daughter-in-law had nothing to do. The family was always cold and cheerless. Now there is a little guy whose family welcomes it too late. How could he dislike it?

Therefore, the young master of the He family spent his entire childhood in the Wei family, and did not move back to the He family until his father became seriously ill.

Such feelings are naturally deep.

When the Wei family suffered a catastrophe, He Changqing lost almost the entire He family, and he himself was involved in the political turmoil. He almost died in the political turmoil. His wife jumped from the city gate angrily and died on the spot. One stone caused a thousand waves. This movement was too loud and attracted great attention from above.

After this incident, the old man was disheartened. At that time, the old man was in office, and the eldest of the Wei family was in the army. The old man left the official career, and he strictly ordered the descendants of the Wei family not to be involved in the military and political careers.

That is to say, after the catastrophe that year, the old lady felt guilty for her younger brother. After so many years, except for the usual walks, she was no longer willing to rely on any help from the He family.

What's more, as He Changqing gets higher and higher, there are more and more people who need to avoid suspicion, and she is even more reluctant.

The rest of the two families just walked around in general, the parents were short, and the other old ladies tried their best to avoid them.

The car drove into the courtyard door, and it was He Changqing who was greeted at the door.

If anyone sees this person in ordinary clothes at this time, they will definitely be surprised that his face is very familiar, but this familiarity is definitely limited to people who often watch news broadcasts.

"Sister, brother-in-law." The car door opened, and He Changqing greeted him with a kind and gentle attitude.

"Changqing, why are you standing outside wearing such a little dress?" The old lady looked at her brother who was wearing a white shirt and gray cardigan, and couldn't help frowning and scolding, "Be careful of catching a cold."

"It's alright, just a moment." He Changqing smiled faintly, his eyes fell on the little guy in the old lady's arms, facing the little tiger's big eyes, he stretched out his arms and hugged the little tiger, "TiaoTiao, come, uncle hug."

"Minister! Clothes for you!" The secretary who chased after him held a thick coat in his hands. Seeing him holding the child, he quickly draped the clothes over his shoulders.

"It's okay, my uncle is strong, isn't it TiaoTiao?" He Changqing tapped the tip of his little grandnephew's nose in his arms and smiled happily.

"Is it sturdy? People in their 60s, how can they be so tossed again?" The old lady lovingly pulled his coat.

"Changqing, you are busy with work, pay more attention." Old Man Wei couldn't help but echoed.

For this brother-in-law who grew up in front of him, Mr. Wei also felt pain when he was a child. To put it a little bit, this is almost what he and his wife raised as their own children. Even more affectionate. Even though He Changqing is in a high position now, there is no so-called estrangement between them.

"Well, listen to you, come in and sit down." He Changqing greeted, turned around and carried the little tiger in his arms into the house, for fear of freezing this precious little thing.

The secretary on the side reached out and took the bag that the old man was carrying, "Old man and old lady, please come inside."

The old man turned back and pulled the old wife, "Slow down. It's slipping."

"Looking at it, I can't fall."

After a tacit response, the old lady also followed the lead of the old man and stepped into the house.

The secretary looked at it with envy in his eyes. The relationship between these two is really good. They are so old and still so loving.

When he entered the room, He Changqing started to take off the thick coat on the little tiger. He was wearing a one-piece overalls and a thick cotton coat. The little tiger seemed to be released from the gate. Twisting to and fro wanting to land.

"This kid, when he grows up, he has the same virtues as his father. Seeing that his feet can't stop, he can't hold hands." He Changqing simply put him on the ground and let him hold the coffee table. Behind him, for fear that he would not be able to stand firm and sit down, "Xiao Chen, quickly clean up the things on the table."

Watching the little tiger stretch out his hand to grab it, He Changqing grabbed his small claws and quickly ordered the secretary to clean up the things on the coffee table, especially the hot tea cups and fruit knives on the coffee table.

"Hey!" The secretary on the side hurried to rush up and copied the things on the table with two hands.

"No." The old lady entered the room and took off her navy blue coat, and handed it to the helper on the side to hang it on the hanger, "All virtues are inherited from his father, and his mother does not pick up a lot of good things. ."

"Indeed, thanks." He Changqing replied with a unchanged smile.

He is naturally clear about the target of his nephew, and he is also clear about the origin of this little nephew.

"His father still doesn't want to enter my threshold?" After speaking, He Changqing talked about the little tiger's father.

The old lady waved her hand, "There are guests at home."

He Changqing raised his eyebrows jokingly.

"His father-in-law and mother-in-law are here." The old man kindly announced the specific identity of the guest.

"Really? That's fine, let's go another day." He Changqing nodded, accepting the reason why his nephew didn't come.

The little tiger was not interested in the topic of adults. The coffee table was empty, so he walked around the coffee table without stopping at all, as if he could not find a place to put his hands and feet when he stopped.

He turned around, and He Changqing also got up and followed him. His clothes were simple and simple, and his demeanor was cordial and gentle. Normal people are right.

After turning around a few times, after they talked for a while, He Changqing carried the child to the sofa and took a small piece of peeled apple for the little tiger to eat. The little thing has four teeth now, two on the top and bottom, so he doesn't need to scrape the apple with a spoon, just give it to him.

Speaking of the little thing with teeth, this time it was Lu Siyuan who suffered the most.

The little guy's gums were probably itchy when it was about to grow, so he stuffed everything into his mouth, gnawed whatever he caught, and after gnawing on it for two months, a little white tip finally appeared.

The old lady prepared him a molar stick and biscuits for molaring his teeth. At first he was obedient and chewed on them obediently. After the little teeth popped out of his gums, that day, Lu Siyuan hugged him and coaxed him to sleep. He lay on his father's shoulder and fainted. As soon as he caught it, he devoured it in one bite.

I don't know if it was because thought saw something to eat when was dazed, and ate it pretty hard.

Lu Siyuan took a deep breath in pain, and when he pulled the small things away, Wei Dong opened his clothes and saw that blood beads had already appeared in the grooves like the teeth of the two rabbits.

After that, he would catch his father from time to time and take a bite when he wasn't paying attention. Lu Siyuan's arms, shoulders, and even his legs were not spared, and were bitten by small things.

I don't know if his tiger father is too rough and fleshy, the little tiger's teeth haven't grown together and can't bite, Wei Dong has never suffered a disaster, but the old lady and the old man have been together twice. For the bite force of the little tiger's teeth, it is quite personal experience.

When the little things have something to eat, they don't move around, just sit on the sofa obediently and eat their own apples.

He Changqing sat down beside him and looked at his sister-in-law who looked lovingly. He paused and said, "Sister, Qingcheng has returned to Beijing."

The old lady suddenly raised her head and looked at He Changqing in shock. The old man's reaction was also a meal, frowning and looking at He Changqing.

The old lady opened her mouth to speak, but she didn't utter a word for a long time, the old man clenched his fist, "Changqing..."

Before the old man could speak, He Changqing interrupted him, "He was injured, and he was sent back to the General Hospital of the Military Region for surgery three days ago. The bullet rubbed past the side of the heart and pierced through it."

The old lady almost fainted when she heard it.

The old man also changed his face fiercely.

rubbing the penetrating wound of the heart——

"...Then where is he now?" The old lady cleared her throat and was almost speechless.

"Still in the hospital, I went to see him last night, and then the hospital called to say that he was missing for four hours last night and went out alone."

The old lady endured it, and a whimper flowed out from her lips. She covered her face with her hands, her straight back bent down instantly, and her slightly trembling body twitched faintly.

The old man stretched out his hand and took the old wife into his arms, and his eyes were slightly red.

After so many years, he has long regretted it, but his son has been stubbornly refusing to give him a step down...