Long Tomb just stood there blankly and watched Qingteng Yushu holding her daughter and running back to the mansion crying. The moment she entered the door, she still heard a milky voice: "Mom, he is a bad person."
"I am a bad person." That innocent childish voice made Long Tomb faint. I was afraid that I was engraved in her young heart that I was a bad person in her heart.
Leaving in despair, Qingzhu is the green vine and jade tree. This is too confusing. I never dreamed that seeing Qingzhu would be in such a situation. Long Tomb Dianshao's head was already full of silver hair.
Not in the mood to go to the Imperial City Auction House anymore, he turned around and walked up to the statue-headed guard who took out two stand-in puppets, Feng Pei: "Give this to your family master and say that I gave it to her and her daughter." After that, he turned and left.
Back in Warcraft City, Mother Dragon couldn't help but shed tears when she saw his white hair. She hugged Dragon Tomb and asked him with concern: "Tommy, what's wrong with you? Why is your hair all white?"
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"Mom, I'm fine. Don't worry. This is just for practicing. It will change after this stage." Long Tomb said with a forced smile, but his performance was too clumsy.
"Tommy, if you have anything you can't think of, please tell me. Mom has lived longer than you and I might be able to give you some advice. Don't let everything rot in your stomach and suffer alone. Even if you can't solve it, you will tell me.
Feel better."
"Don't worry, mother, your son is fine. You always miss us." Long Tomb holding his mother's arm was the happiest thing in this world.
"Who made you my child? I don't care about who you care about. Children are always the parents' heart. Even if the child makes mistakes, the parents will always love her. Animals will raise their children to teach them survival skills. Some animals
They will eat their own mothers as soon as they reach adulthood, but they still have no regrets, let alone humans."
Long Tomb's thoughts drifted to the Qingteng family. They were their close relatives. Could he bear to hurt them? Would it make him feel better to see her in pain?
"Mom, do you think the hatred in the world can be resolved?"
"There is no hatred that cannot be resolved in the world. What cannot be resolved is one's own heart, just like certain things. Some things are caused by one's own mind."
"Then how can we resolve it?"
"When you live in this world, as long as you have no regrets, have loved, hated, struggled, even if you have been down and out, these are not important. What is important is that you feel that you have done the right thing and that you have no regrets about your life.
You can let go of everything else, especially those who have died, and cherish the people in front of you. People should look forward and not live in the past."
"Cherish the people in front of you and look forward, but do I want to destroy the promises I made?" Long Tomb said painfully.
"People are in love, and people are in love with tea. People are still like this when they are alive, why do you do things that hurt others and yourself for the dead? Even the people who asked you to do it probably don't want you to do this.
Well, it's just that they can't tell you. If they love you so much, are they willing to see you in pain? The most important thing for a person is survival and blood inheritance." Mother Dragon said slowly while looking at Dragon Tomb's expression of struggling in pain.
"Long Tomb's brows slowly relaxed. My mother was right. My father and grandpa would not want to see me like this even if they are still alive."
"Mom, thank you."
"Silly boy, you said stupid things again. Being polite to you like this will make your mother feel distressed." Mother Long felt relieved when she saw his relaxed brows, but her snow-white hair was very eye-catching, even though it looked even better than before.
Also handsome and charming.
"Yes, yes, mom is the best. I will make the most delicious food to honor you later." Long Tomb said happily, mother is always the greatest.
"Okay, it's better for my son. Today we, mother and son, will have a good meal." Mother Long said happily.
Thinking back carefully, I found that I had not eaten many times with my mother. I was never at home, and even more so in recent years. I couldn't help but feel guilty. Today I asked to cook for my mother, but I found that my mother was more interested in getting the best food.
Dongxi was still happy, Long Tomb was pleased but even more sad because his son was not up to the task.
Dragon Mother wanted to take action, but Dragon Tomb asked her mother to have a good rest. She made a lot of meat, vegetarian food, and soup. It was very rich but not very big, because Dragon Mother didn't like to waste.
Although there were only two people eating, they enjoyed the meal very much. The rice cooked by Long Tomb was nothing to say, especially Dragon Mother. She had children to accompany her to eat, but the children cooked it herself. Many parents in the world strive for family harmony when they reach a certain age.
Having a family full of children and grandchildren does not mean that you have to be successful. It is not a pleasure to have children and grandchildren accompany you to eat every day.
It is difficult for a wealthy family to have such a situation. They are always thinking about the competition for family property and official position. Brothers are at odds, father and son are at odds, and they even fight. In that way, being rich and powerful doesn't matter. Children don't get to experience family at an early age.
Warmth slowly turns into cold characters from generation to generation, and family affection becomes the least valuable thing in their eyes.
"Mom, drink some soup. Long Tomb filled a bowl with meat soup and handed it over."
"Okay, okay, you can drink too, Tomb."
It took a long time to finish the meal. As for Long Tomb, she suddenly thought about it, so Dragon Mother stopped asking. The important thing was that her son was fine. If he wanted to talk, he would be able to say it. However, Dragon Mother was still very worried. After all, what could he do now?
It’s unimaginable that her son’s hair would turn gray due to worry, but it’s inseparable from feelings, because this son of hers is emotionally obsessed. Mother Long thought silently.