Lu Shao's hidden marriage sinful wife

"The baby just drank milk, Aunt Lin, come and pat her." Wen Shaoqing immediately changed the subject.

Then he walked towards Lin Nianchu: "How are your feet? Let me see!"

"No need." Lin Nianchu didn't have the nerve to say, "I took the medicine, and it will be fine after a few days."

"Well, if you feel unwell, tell me, and I'll take you to the hospital anytime."

"it is good."

The day after tomorrow is the death day of the old lady.

Although the foot injury hadn't recovered yet, Lin Nianchu went to Shang Chuyao early in the morning and offered to be with him.

Shang Chuyao looked at her legs and was particularly worried: "Sister Nian Nian, why don't you go, as long as you want it."

"It doesn't hurt anymore, but it doesn't look good when walking, let's be together, so that we can be sincere."

Seeing that she was very persistent, Shang Chuyao didn't say anything.

When the two arrived, the tombstone was empty.

Shang Chuyao clenched his lips: "I just said, he will never remember, he has no heart!"

"For so many years, even if he came once, I would feel better. Sister Nian Nian, you said how sad my mother would be if Quan Xia knew her!"

Lin Nianchu put down the chrysanthemum in his hand, then reached out and patted Shang Chuyao's shoulder: "There are some things we can't see with the naked eye, because it's easy to make mistakes."

"Then what do you use to look at it?"

"Be careful!"

Shang Chuyao: "It's useless to use your heart, after all, not everyone has a heart."

"Then do you want to verify it today?"

"What do you mean?" Shang Chuyao looked at Lin Nianchu suspiciously.

"You'll find out soon."

After the sacrifice, the two walked down the mountain.

When we came, the weather was fine, but when we went down the mountain, it started to drizzle.

Lin Nianchu's script hurt, Shang Chuyao was afraid that she would slip, so he kept holding her arm tightly.

After getting into the car, Lin Nianchu said, "Chu Yao, my feet hurt a little, you can drive the car to the side, let's rest for a while!"

Shang Chuyao looked down and saw that her ankle was indeed red and swollen, so she immediately nodded in agreement.

The two rested for about half an hour. Looking down the mountain through the layers of woods, they could see a familiar car approaching at a constant speed on the winding mountain road.

"Sister Nian Nian, how do you feel? How about we go to the hospital!" Shang Chuyao asked.

"It's much better after spraying the medicine."

"Then let's go back first!"

"No hurry, just wait a few minutes!" Lin Nianchu said.

After the words fell for a while, from their point of view, Wen Shaoqing's car was slowly approaching.

Lin Nianchu raised his head to signal: "Chu Yao, you should know this car, you can see it for yourself."

Shang Chuyao rubbed his eyes, he didn't want to believe what he saw at all.

With a stiff mouth, he dared not admit it: "Sister Nian Nian, you are overthinking, how could it be him? Maybe he just sent someone to send a bouquet of flowers."

He didn't believe that the man would come in person.

Soon, the car door opened, and Zhou Chen's figure came down.

Shang Chuyao looked at it and immediately said: "I knew it, he won't come."

But the next moment, Wen Shaoqing walked out of the car holding an umbrella.

Shang Chuyao was shocked: "Why did he come? Sister Nian Nian, you already knew?"

"I only knew about it a day or two earlier than you. Zhou Chen told me, because Zhou Chen always comes with your brother at this time every year."

"I do not believe!"

"No rush, we can continue watching to continue watching."

After getting off the car, Wen Shaoqing handed Zhou Chen the umbrella in his hand.

Zhou Chen held an umbrella for him, while Wen Shaoqing opened the trunk of the car, and then took out bunches of flowers from inside.

Lin Nianchu counted, there were about seven or eight handfuls.

There are many types of flowers, roses, lilies, tulips, sunflowers...

Wen Shaoqing held each bundle tightly in his arms.

The umbrella in Zhou Chen's hand was propped on the flowers.

Because Wen Shaoqing said: "He can get in the rain, but not flowers."

Shang Chuyao's heart softened when he looked at Wen Shaoqing holding bouquet after bouquet of flowers, because these were all her mother's favorite flowers.

My mother's greatest hobby was growing flowers, and almost one-third of the day was spent in the garden.

She said that as soon as she saw those beautiful flowers, it seemed that all troubles were gone.

He always thought that only he knew this.

Unexpectedly, Wen Shaoqing remembered it.

Wen Shaoqing and Zhou Chen had been going up for a long time, and the sky began to thunder, and then the wind began to howl.

"It's going to rain!" Lin Nianchu said, "Why don't we go back first."

This time, the one who was not calm was replaced by Shang Chuyao: "Wait a little longer."

Soon, within a few minutes, the torrential rain began to pour down mercilessly, washing the car body crazily, and the wipers couldn't even drain the rainwater from the front window, because the rainstorm was too heavy.

In the haze of the heavy rain, gradually, I finally saw a figure.

"They seem to have come down." Lin Nianchu shouted.

Then, after walking in, I found that there was only one person, Zhou Chen.

"It seems that Shaoqing hasn't come down yet. With such heavy rain, the mountain is very dangerous. No, I'll call Shaoqing..." the phone.

Before Lin Nianchu finished speaking, Shang Chuyao opened the car door and rushed out quickly.

He walked forward and grabbed Zhou Chen's collar: "What about him? Why did you come down alone?"

"Second Young Master, you... why are you here?" Zhou Chen was extremely surprised.

"What about others? How did you become an assistant? Do you know how dangerous it is if you leave him alone on the mountain under such heavy rain?"

Zhou Chen wiped the rain off his face, and tried to explain: "I'm sorry for the second young master, Mr. Wen insisted, I can't persuade you, so I can only come down to get the raincoat first."

"What are you doing with a raincoat? What can a raincoat do? Get someone else down!"

Zhou Chen could only keep apologizing: "I'm sorry Second Young Master, I really tried my best. At this time of year, Mr. Wen has to stay here until dark before leaving!"

Shang Chuyao was so angry that he punched him with his rainy hand: "Still lying to me? Except this year, when has he been here?"

The corner of Zhou Chen's mouth was bleeding in an instant, but he didn't wipe it off, letting the rain wash over him.

"Second young master, the conscience of heaven and earth, everything I said is true, and none of it is a lie to you."

"On Madam's death day, Mr. Wen comes every year, but he only comes after you left, and he always brings a lot of flowers."

"In the past, when the weather was fine, Mr. Wen always moved up and down the mountain several times by himself, until his wife's place was full of flowers. And Mr. Wen moved it by himself every time, without asking anyone to help."

"It's raining today, so Mr. Wen brought some less. The umbrella I brought is also to protect the flowers that my wife likes. Mr. Wen is reluctant to let those flowers get a little rain."

Shang Chuyao still didn't believe it: "You still make up lies for him? How come I haven't seen him once in so many years?"

"Second Young Master, that's because Mr. Wen avoided you on purpose!" Zhou Chen said earnestly.

"why?"