He comes from hell - Chapter 1881

Outside the ICU.

Most of them have been persuaded to leave.

Li Kaijiang is already very old. Under Li Zhengrong’s persuasion, he left the hospital temporarily.

Father and son haven’t seen each other for several years. I think there must be a lot to say.

The matter of staying at home was left to the two young women’s families.

“Li’s family is proud of their iron and steel. They will never see the weak side in them.”

Song Luoshen looked through the glass at Li Haotian, who was lying on the bed and monitored by various medical instruments.

The eldest grandson is seriously injured and dying, and his life is on the line. If you were the elder parents of ordinary families, you would be very sad, not to mention crying. But just now, it was hard to see the sad mood on the faces of the father and son.

In this regard, Yao Chenxi felt a little uncomfortable.

But when she heard the words of Songluo, she gradually understood.

Maybe they just don’t have the habit of feeling in their heart.

“He and he are…”

She took her son’s hand and looked at the man in ICU.

Songluo God whispered: “my former fiance.”

“The eldest grandson of the Li family.”

“His half brother.”

Yao Chenxi can’t help but look around at the gorgeous woman.

This is the first woman to make her feel ashamed, and maybe the only one.

Although the other party didn’t explain in detail, these simple identities were enough to make up for a tortuous love and hatred.

Song Luoshen bent down and picked up the little boy, who had been very quiet and clever, and motioned to the ward.

“Sophomore, look, that’s your uncle.”

Today, it’s time to put an end to that period.

“Uncle?”

Li Xiaoer timidly looked at the man on the bed.

This word is no doubt very strange to him, and at his age, he may not know the specific meaning of this word.

But this does not affect, he instinctively aware that the man and his relationship seems to be very special.

“Yes, my uncle has been working abroad and has no time to come back. This time, I finally came back. I was lying on my bed and ignored us.”

“When he wakes up, shall we talk about him?”

Yao Chenxi didn’t interrupt and let song Luoshen hold his son.

She heard the doctor just now.

Wake up?

Will there be a day to wake up?

Five year old children also gradually begin to have their own self-esteem. They don’t want to be a godmother, just like they are dealing with two or three-year-old children, and ask the godmother to put themselves down.

“What kind of family is his family? Is his relationship with his family really bad? ”

It’s just before. Now that she’s here, Yao Chenxi can’t continue to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

She has realized that her son, so far, should be the only blood of the Li family, and she will definitely recognize and return her ancestors in the future.

The power of the Li family has just been fully displayed.

It’s something she can’t resist and doesn’t want to.

So she had to start to understand this horrible family.

“The Li family is a military family. Grandfather Li lived in the army all his life. At the peak, the Li flag was the flag of our country. However, a few years ago, there was a fight between futu and the Li family. The Li family was defeated, and then collapsed quickly. Li Lao and Uncle Li retired

“He broke his family?”

Yao Chenxi is unbelievable.

Song Luo, noncommittal, looked at the glass.

“It’s all cause and effect.”

Yao Chenxi’s lips moved, but looking at the quiet song Luo God, she didn’t ask again.

……

September 15.

Yin.

With a breeze.

Yao Chenxi leads his son along the winding mountain road with song Luoshen.

“Sophomore, are you tired?”

Although the mountain road here is narrow, it is not rugged, but there are many weeds, and there are many broken branches and gravel on the road, which is naturally more difficult for four or five-year-old children to walk.

If it wasn’t for mom’s lead, the little guy would have fallen several times.

However, although the little guy was younger, he was tough. When he heard the godmother’s words, he immediately shook his head and looked like a little man.

“Godmother, I’m not tired.”

“Hold on a little longer and you’ll be there in a minute.”

Song Luoshen didn’t lie. About five or six minutes later, the narrow mountain road suddenly opened up, and a small grave appeared in front of Yao Chenxi’s eyes.

Along the way, it was overgrown with weeds, but it was very clean, like it was often cleaned. There were two tall cypress trees standing around, and there was a simple wooden house beside it.

“He planted those two trees himself.”Song Luo’s voice is very light. It seems that he is worried about disturbing the undead underground.

Yao Chenxi clenched his son’s little hand, his heart involuntarily became a little heavy, and followed song Luoshen step by step toward the tomb.

The tomb of a loving mother and a unfilial son Li futu.

The blood like mottled handwriting on the wooden tablet is also full of the great resentment of the engravers of that year.

It’s all clear.

No longer let song Luoshen mouth introduction, Yao Chenxi let go of his son’s hand, with an unprecedented tone, trembling voice: “kowtow to grandma.”

The little guy was stunned for a moment, looked up at his mother, then knelt down on some wet soil, and knocked his head on the tombstone three times.

Songluo didn’t stop him. His eyes were peaceful.

Aunt Wan, do you see it? Your grandson has come to see you.

Not only let his son kowtow, Yao Chenxi also meticulously bowed to the tombstone.

Then, she turned around and said, “thank you.”

She didn’t want to fight for anything in the past, but it was an important recognition that her son was able to come here.

Not every woman has such a mind.

Yao Chenxi didn’t dare to guarantee that he could have such a mind.

She now finally understood why in his heart, the status of Songluo God was so deep-rooted and unbreakable.

It’s not just that gorgeous look.

From the outside to the inside, this woman is hard to extricate herself.

If he is a man, maybe he will be crazy for her.

All of a sudden.

The rustling of footsteps.

The two girls turned and saw a father and son coming.

“You’re here, too.”

No matter how hard he is, he will not be able to overcome the years. Li Kaijiang, an old man, walks slowly with the help of Li Zhengrong.

Song Luoshen was stunned, and then immediately met him.

“Grandfather Li, why are you here?”

Such a mountain road is a difficult challenge for the elderly.

Yao Chenxi will pull up his son, more or less unfamiliar, stiff and nervous standing at the edge of the grave.

“It’s long overdue.”

He never admitted his mistake in his life. Even when he saw Li Zijun’s flag fall outside the north gate, the old man looked at the solitary grave and whispered, “I’ll give her an apology.”