When Wen Liang heard this, he put all his thoughts away and said quickly: "What's the matter? Just say it."
Qiao Yuning thought for a long time and then said: "Now our house has been divided into families, and the eldest wife is no longer here. To be honest, don't think that I speak harshly. There is really nothing to treat in this house.
, I thought, instead of spending time here like this, let’s go out and live for a while.”
"Go out to live?"
Wen Liang had obviously never thought of such a thing, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised for a moment.
Qiao Yuning's eyes showed a bit of tenderness, she looked at his face affectionately, and then she licked his hair with her hands as if she felt distressed, "Well! Look at what the house looks like now.
The old lady and the fourth wife have moved in together, and the wall has been built now. She doesn’t want you people to come over to pay her respects. She clearly doesn’t want to take care of the affairs of the house, and she doesn’t want to interact with us if nothing happens.
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The other rooms have all been moved away, leaving only our eldest room, but even if it’s just our eldest room, do you think this still feels like a home now?”
Wen Liang was asked this question deep in his heart, and he suddenly felt sore and unbearable.
Qiao Yuning then continued: "I don't know how our wife passed away, but I know that you, Silang, are a filial man, and your mother-child relationship with your wife is far beyond ordinary people.
According to your temperament, how could you let it go so easily, but after you met the master, you really stopped asking about your wife's death, and you seemed to be a different person.
I know that you must have experienced great sadness in your heart. I know that this is the wound in your heart. Even I can't go and ask about it and make you hurt again.
But seeing you like this makes me feel really distressed and sad. Seeing you in this house, as if you have nowhere to take refuge, my heart aches."
Wen Liang's tears were shed by her, as if the confusion during this period suddenly had an outlet. He looked at the person in front of him, and this beautiful face became hazy under the cover of his tears.
clear.
It also made him wonder, "Then why have you been treating me... all this time..."
He couldn't describe this feeling, but he knew it was uncomfortable.
Qiao Yuning also cried: "Silang, I am sad. I blame myself. I hate myself. I hate my own powerlessness. Seeing you so sad and helpless, I am not busy at all."
I can't help you. I can't even ask you what's wrong, and I can't do anything about your grievances.
I feel that I have let you down. You love me so much and regard me as the most important person. You stand by my side at all times, believe in me and support me. But when you need me, I can't do anything.
, Shiro, you don’t understand the self-blame in my heart.
I hate myself, I hate that I am so incompetent. If I were still the second girl in my uncle's house, and my aunt, father, and grandmother were still treating me the same way as before, I would definitely be able to help you.
I hate that you love me so much. You gave me all your good things and let me bear your heavy love, but you couldn't repay it at all. Shiro, you simply can't understand the loss and contradiction in my heart.
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Wen Liang was stunned. He never thought that Qiao Yuning was thinking like this. Such passionate feelings left him speechless. He only felt that the sky that had always been frozen seemed to be beginning to show signs of warm sun rising.
He quickly hugged her into his arms, as if he was afraid that she would leave, "Ning'er, why are you so stupid? As long as you are by my side, as long as you accompany me, you are the greatest help and the most important thing to me.
Good support, I just want you to stay with me, I don’t want anything else.”
Qiao Yuning was relieved in her heart, but her face was still full of tears. She held Wen Liang's hand and cried: "But I can't. I see you so sad, and see you so sad and lost, my heart is like a knife."
, Shiro, let’s go! Let’s get out of here! We don’t want to be depressed and live here.”
Wen Liang nodded almost subconsciously, "Okay."
Then he suddenly remembered, "Where to go?"
"Let's go live somewhere else. I know the eldest wife has a village in the suburbs of Beijing. Let's go live there! Now that the wife is gone, her things are naturally yours. You must go and make it clear to the master.
The master only has three wives in his heart, and only cares about their family. Although you are the legitimate son, when the wife was here, he didn't care about you, and even transferred you to Shandong. Now that the wife is gone, if you don't even care about this
If we don’t fight for it, there will be nothing in the future.”
Wen Liang's heart, which had always been hazy, seemed to suddenly have some direction.
He raised his eyes and looked at Qiao Yuning, as if a person in the darkness saw a ray of light, "Yes, Ning'er, you are right, father doesn't care about me at all, he hates me.
He hates my mother. He thinks that I am a shame and that my mother is a stain on him. I actually forgot about this. My mother’s dowry, my mother’s dowry should have been mine. The third-bedroom people are so greedy. If I didn’t
If we go and tell them, wouldn’t everything fall into their hands?”
Seeing that he was on the road, Qiao Yuning felt more relieved and quickly comforted her: "It's like this, Silang, you have always only known how to study, and your heart is the most upright, but most people in this world have dark hearts.
You must hurry up and explain it to the master, and ask for the wife’s dowry and private property, and then we move out. No one here cares about us anymore, so we just said we would live in the village. I think other people are also eager for us to leave, so we don’t
You don’t have to suffer all these idle things here.”
Since Mrs. Wen passed away, Wen Liang didn't know what kind of life he was living. He just felt that day by day passed by, and then he didn't know what he had done, and he didn't know what to look forward to in the future.
But now Qiao Yuning's words gave him a direction. He shook Qiao Yuning's hand vigorously, and then stood up quickly, "Okay, I will go to my father to talk about this matter now. You can also clean up later.
I got the money, let's get out of here."
Qiao Yuning watched him leave, then wiped the tears on her face and walked back slowly.
Mingyue walked in from outside the house, and it could be seen from the look on her face that she had heard the conversation between her and Wen Liang just now.
Qiao Yuning slowly sat down on the chair, thought about it quietly, and then asked, "How much does it cost?"