Rich family robs the second-married young lady

Everyone has a past that they don't want to touch. In this orphanage, the children grow up here. Which child is afraid of thunder, which child is easy to get sick, and there are many friends around him.

But there is always such a heterogeneous one.

Leng Rao's fingertips slid across the edge of the picture frame, falling into the past: "The orphanage admits about [-] new children every year, but less than five leave each month. They grow up here, Find your own belonging here, and regard all people as angels in the new world. Some children are abandoned by their parents from birth, and they account for the majority. The dean is extremely willing to take care of such pure children, because they will laugh .”

Bai Qianxun looked at the woman in the portrait, wearing a phoenix bun, holding a sunflower in her hand and sniffing at ease, with the corners of her mouth raised.

She also held a baby in her arms, and she seemed to be very fond of it.

Bai Qianxun's first impression of this woman was that she was dignified and benevolent, and her eyes and eyebrows were full of the brilliance of a mother's love that was indisputable from the world.

"This painting...?" Bai Qianxun asked Leng Rao.

"Does it look good? The color scheme is very good, as if drawn by a natural artist." Leng Rao gave the painting the highest evaluation: "I liked this painting when I was young, and later I found out that it was just sent in by someone from our orphanage. It was drawn by a boy, so I wanted to see what he looked like."

"It must be very beautiful." Bai Qianxun couldn't help but said, "A child who can draw such a beautiful picture must have extremely pure eyes."

Leng Rao looked at her for a long time, as if she felt a little unbelievable.

Although this Miss Bai from the city suffered humiliation at home since she was a child, at least she has received maternal love and has never been abandoned. Her world is still clean and free of impurities.

However, from the perspective of her who grew up in the orphanage, she was childish.

"I didn't see the purity in that child's eyes. But I saw resentment." Leng Rao pointed at the woman in the painting: "He hates her, and he hates her to the bone."

"How is it possible!" Bai Qianxun turned pale with shock.

"How is it impossible? This mother hugs her child and enjoys life so comfortably. Don't you think she is very selfish and doesn't care for the child in the painting? This is not a painting from God's perspective, but the person who painted it The world in my eyes." Leng Rao told the story behind this painting.

It made Bai Qianxun suddenly startled.

"You mean, the kid who painted the picture was abandoned?"

"Yeah, he clearly remembers the reason why he was abandoned, the voice and appearance of his mother, and even the clothes he wore that day. He has a superb memory, and he can't forget the mother who abandoned her. He is always eager to walk into the painting, In that quiet and warm afternoon, I asked my mother why she had to abandon him in the first place." Leng Rao was choked up without saying a word.

She knew what was behind this painting since she was a child, and she told Bai Qianxun today, but she still felt pitiful.

"So that's how it is." Bai Qianxun felt sour in his heart: "Rather than being abandoned right after birth, I don't want to get it and then lose it, and never go back."

Leng Rao stopped talking, and used the back of her hand to wipe away the tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes due to excitement.

"Leng Rao, you want to tell me that you can't look at the surface of everything, but know the story behind it, right?"

Of course it's not that simple.Leng Rao sneered, and untied a corner of the frame, revealing the hidden name in the lower right corner.

Bai Qianxun was stunned.

"The title of the painting is "Mother", and Liancheng is... Lu Liancheng." Seeing her unbelievable look, Leng Rao was not surprised at all.

She was completely shocked by this painting. From the first time she saw it, to hearing the boy's story, until now, she finally understood that the ultimate meaning of this painting was not love and nostalgia, but hatred.

"Are you speechless?" Leng Rao looked at Bai Qianxun and held her hand: "Do you feel that Lu Liancheng is pitiful?"

Bai Qianxun's eyes were filled with tears, as long as she thought that Liancheng still remembered to abandon her mother, she would suffocate with heartache.

If the protagonist of any matter is replaced by a child, it will become cruel.

"Who said that a good person must have a benevolent look? It really is Bai Qianxun who has never experienced the pain of time." Leng Rao pointed to the painting: "Liancheng not only remembers his mother, but also knows her mother's love. Everything, everyone in his childhood, he remembers. However, no matter how resentful he is, he still forces himself to cover it up with a seemingly beautiful painting."

"It's ridiculous that this painting used to be the first prize in the Provincial Painting and Calligraphy Competition." Leng Rao unloaded the painting and slammed it down: "Everyone regards this painting as a work of gratitude! Even the dean at the time changed Liancheng's speech without authorization, and asked him to seriously distort the facts!"

Bai Qianxun cried out in a hoarse voice, shaking her head non-stop.

"Everyone has tampered with the facts, so they hang this hatred in such a conspicuous place, reminding Liancheng how many people have betrayed him." Leng Rao looked up at the painting with red eyes, and when she spoke, her heart ached.

She couldn't continue, Leng Rao's heart was already in a mess, she couldn't describe what his state was like when she saw Brother Lian Cheng, and what he was like these years.

Leng Rao struggled to figure out how to use definite objects to describe it, until the stuffy air blew out from the empty room around, smelling of worn-out items.

She couldn't help it, and took a big breath.

Hearing Bai Qianxun's voice of crying because she heard such a story for the first time, she felt distant and soft.

Only then did Leng Rao understand why Lu Liancheng didn't want to tell anyone about it.

Not everything has to be shared with others to realize its increasing importance.They may only be in one person's memory, and a cough in the middle of the night may have no resentment.

The cold wind passes through, and a new storm is coming.

The coral on the outer wall of the welfare home, only the ball lost in the corner of the whole yard has seen the vertical green sea.

How would you describe their childhood in the orphanage?numbness.Countless lazy bamboo mats are sometimes laid on the ground as beds. When you wake up, mosquitoes buzz in your ears. When you turn over, human hair or flesh will be caught between the bamboo slices. Woke up in pain, wiped the sweat off his body, and continued to sleep in a daze.

Only in this way will you not be hungry, only in this way can you hold back your crying and find someone to comfort you.

On the way back, Leng Rao drove the car very fast, Bai Qianxun sat beside her, his eyes were still red.

After knowing such a thing, she still hasn't been able to speak fully. It's not that she can't speak, but she is afraid that what she says will be wrong.

Leng Rao said a word before leaving: "Bai Qianxun, you don't know Liancheng's past, so you can't deny what he has done now. You know Lu Liancheng today, since you love him and trust him, you can Accept everything about him, because that's the whole person."

Bai Qianxun looked sideways at Leng Rao's body sitting on the driver's seat, a clean shirt was exposed under her hair, every wrinkle had been ironed, and the faint water stains were blurred on it.

"Leng Rao, thank you." That's all she could say now.

When they arrived at the downstairs of the hospital, Leng Rao promised to take her back. She held the steering wheel and looked straight ahead: "Bai Qianxun, this is a secret between us. This is the first time I lied to Brother Lian Cheng, and it will also be the last time."

Bai Qianxun hesitated to speak, sat in the passenger seat and wanted to tell Leng Rao that she would not blame her at all.

"The Lu family has different meanings to Brother Liancheng. Although Lu Qifeng also betrayed him, he and the Lu family are not related by blood. It is understandable to use each other. Therefore, the current situation is the last step of Lu Liancheng's rebirth." Leng Rao Looking at Bai Qianxun coldly: "Don't regard everyone as a good person."

"I probably guessed the reason." Bai Qianxun said frankly that she actually knew Lu Liancheng's dissatisfaction in her subconscious mind, and she thought it was nothing.

Leng Rao sneered: "You really are not good enough for Brother Lian Cheng!"

After speaking, the car sped away, leaving Bai Qianxun standing alone downstairs in the hospital at a loss.

Is she really wrong?
Back in the ward, through the glass window, Xiao Nan could be seen falling asleep in the arms of the nanny who took care of him. Seeing her coming, the nanny stood up very naturally, and carried Xiao Nan to the nearby lounge.

These days, their mother and son have been staying in the hospital every step of the way. Compared with the Lu family, it seems that Xiaonan is more likely to fall asleep in the hospital.

Because there is grandpa by my side.

This is the grace of nurturing, even if there is no blood relationship.Bai Qianxun sighed, Xiao Nan and Lu Liancheng were very similar when they were young, they were both children who valued friendship and used to forbearance.

"Qianxun, you're back." Lu Qifeng woke up on the hospital bed, and after hearing the movement, he struggled to sit up.

Bai Qianxun stepped forward, supported him, and put a pillow under his head.

"When one gets old, it's easy to fall asleep as soon as one sleeps." Lu Qifeng laughed at himself, and said with a wry smile: "I've been in poor health these days, I've worked hard for you and Xiao Nan."

Bai Qianxun shook her head: "Aunt Xu Qin has to take care of the family and cook the daily meals. Xiaoming is also very busy. He seems to work harder now."

"That kid, no matter how hard he tries, he's still not as good as his big brother." Lu Qifeng subconsciously mentioned Lu Liancheng, making both of them silent.

With a wrinkled face, Lu Qifeng hesitated to speak.

In the end, Bai Qianxun was the first to speak: "Father, do you remember when Liancheng was a child?"

"I remember, before I adopted him in the orphanage, I once saw that child in a painting and calligraphy competition. His resolute eyes were unmoved by everything." Lu Qifeng mentioned Lu Liancheng at that time, and smiled gratifiedly: " Speaking of it, it is also very predestined, but Liancheng's personality is very similar to mine."

"Calligraphy and painting competition?" Bai Qianxun clenched his fists, nails digging into his palms: "Have you seen the portrait of "Mother"?"

Lu Qifeng nodded, his expression suddenly became very complicated.