Leisure Garden

The Xue family is a leader in the antique world. It is said that generations have been dealing with antiques since the middle of the Qing Dynasty. In order to cultivate the eyesight of the younger generation, the elders put those small antiques that are not easy to break into the children's room.However, Xue Xian was the only one in his generation. In order to cultivate him, his father even replaced the bedding and tables with antiques.

But no one knew that Xue Xian hated these things. Those red sandalwood furniture made him breathless, and the cold temperature on those utensils always made him feel lonely—he knew that his father did not do this because he loved him, because When his father looked at him, there was no warmth in his eyes.

But luckily he still has playmates. My uncle is only eight years older than him. At that time, my uncle had no decision to kill in the future. At that time, my uncle loved to play, laugh, and be mischievous. Take him out to play——Because my uncle is always sick, Dad never lets him go out to play.

He likes this handsome, fair-skinned uncle very much, so he always plays with him while his father is not at home, avoiding the chasing of the housekeeper and servants.

But one day, when they were playing in the small park, it started to rain, and the rain was so heavy that the people nearby were all drowned.He took his uncle and hid in the gazebo. It was almost dark but the rain didn't stop.He knew that his uncle was not in good health—although he was five years old, his father told him this since he was a child, and told him to take good care of him in the future—and seeing that his uncle was shivering from the cold, he decided after thinking about it It doesn't matter if you run home and call your father, even if you are scolded.

He asked his uncle to wait for him in the pavilion, so he ran and ran in the heavy rain for an unknown amount of time, and when he woke up, he was already in the hospital with a needle in his hand, and the other end of the needle was connected to a The bottle—he knew it was called an infusion, and his uncle often hung this kind of bottle.

He was never sick, and he didn't know why he needed an infusion, he remembered, but was pressed down.He turned his head only to realize that it was his mother, whose eyes were red like rabbits.But he didn't care about the difficulty.What he is most worried about now is his uncle.

"Mom, did Dad bring uncle back?" He asked worriedly.What if my uncle stays there and gets sick, or is kidnapped?

After hearing what he said, my mother didn't answer, she just hugged him and kept crying, and finally the nurse sister came, and my mother stopped crying, wiped away her tears, hugged him and said to go back and bring him food Come.

Little Xue Xian felt that he was in good health, and what he was most worried about now was his uncle. He didn't know if his father had brought him back, and his mother didn't tell him, it was really stingy.He wants to go back and see for himself.He begged his mother to take him back, but she refused.So he began to cry—he knew his mother loved him, and every time he cried, her heart softened.

But this time, my mother refused to allow it, and finally slapped him.He felt wronged and his mother didn't love him anymore, so this time he really started crying.Then, my mother also hugged herself and cried together.He didn't know what was going on, he only knew that his heart was hurting.Later, his mother took him home.

As soon as he got home, he saw his father's figure, so he broke free from his mother's arms and ran to his father.He felt that he had no strength but he ran hard anyway.

As soon as the one arrived in front of Dad, Dad kicked him away at once.The kick didn't hurt, really, it didn't hurt at all, but for some reason, his tears kept flowing.

"What are you doing! What did Xiao Xian do wrong!" At this time, mother ran over, and she pushed father away, then hugged him in her arms, touched his head and said softly, "Don't cry, don't cry ..." He wanted to cry, but he couldn't stop.

"You still protect him. Look at the good things your precious son has done? He left Xiaoyuan alone and came back. Does he remember what I told him before! Now Xiaoyuan is sick again , Coughing non-stop!"

Dad was very angry, his face was green and ugly. He wanted to explain that he didn't leave Uncle there, but Mom and Dad quarreled.

"Xiaoyuan! Xiaoyuan! Xiaoyuan is the only one in your eyes! When does he not cough? Why don't you go and see Xiaoxian has a high fever! Do you think he is your son or not!" Mom roared and cried He started to cry, dripping on his neck, cool and sour.

"Mom, don't cry." He tugged at the corner of his mother's clothes, but her mother ignored him.

"I don't say anything when you love Xiaoyuan. After all, he is your only younger brother, but you can't just leave our mother and son aside because of him? Think for yourself whether you treat our mother and son as a family. I won't talk about those, but this time, Xiao Xian's fever reached 39 degrees, and the doctor said it was dangerous, so you don't even come to see Xiao Yuan, isn't it your own?!" Mom yelled loudly , His ears were almost deafened, he wanted to cover his ears, but his hands didn't listen.

"You are making trouble for no reason!" Dad said angrily.

"Huh? Unreasonable trouble?" Mom laughed, but he felt that Mom's heart must be very painful!So he cried too.

"Crying? Why are you crying? It's reasonable to do something wrong!" Dad scolded him again, and he subconsciously hid behind his mother.

"Let's get a divorce." Mom said slowly, holding him behind her.

He didn't remember how his father reacted at that time, but he never saw his parents again in the next few days.Then one day his mother came, she became ugly, not beautiful at all, but she was still his mother, she hugged him and kept saying "I'm sorry, I'm sorry", he didn't know why his mother said sorry to him, But he knew that his mother was very sad. After thinking about it, he decided to touch his mother's head and say "it's okay" as his mother did to himself before, but just as he was about to raise his hand, his mother let him go and stood up After crying for a while, he left.Since then, he has never seen his mother again.

He wanted to ask where his parents had gone, but his father often had to go out, even if he was at home, he would stay with his uncle.But he didn't want to go to his uncle's place anymore, so he just went to school in a daze, until one day his father passed away.

When Dad left, he didn't cry. He stood there looking at the sad uncle and suddenly wanted to laugh, but for some reason his heart ached.Uncle wanted to pull him, but he dodged subconsciously.

"Doesn't Xiaoxian like Uncle?" He felt a little sad when his uncle asked this question, and he felt that if he said "like", his uncle would be very happy.But he couldn't say anything, just looked at the uncle quietly until he withdrew his hand and slowly left with the support of the housekeeper.

He looked at the thin back of his uncle and wanted to call him, but the auntie servant said that it was time for him to rest, and then led him back to the room, which was icy cold.

The author has something to say: I am afraid that my parents may not understand the entanglement between the uncle and nephew, so I have this chapter.

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