Queen Revenge

Cai Caiqin’s words made my heart sink: “What do you mean won’t come back?”

I remembered Wang Yuan and Liu Xin’s previous dissimilarities, and then thinking about Yao Mubai’s leaving without saying goodbye and not even being able to get in touch, a wave of uneasiness lingered in my heart, I asked, “Did something happen to him?”

My words just fell, Yao Bin in the living room scolded: “He is an unfilial son, Yao family out of such a big thing, he even ran away alone to travel, said parents in not far away, he is itching for us to die, is not it, I do not have such a son, can not afford to help the bucket, I was not experienced what, he encountered such a point of frustration on the escape, do not dare to face, he is best to life, do not come back, die outside do not want to come back. Don’t come back, don’t come back even if he dies outside.”

Cai Caiqin immediately went out, “What are you cursing again, where do you say this about your own son.”

Yao Bin was very angry, “My Yao Bin’s son is not a softball, a little frustration to defeat, that’s not my son, I’ve long said, he is not as good as Muyong, Muyong is the most like me, he’s the son I’m most satisfied with.”

This sentence is undoubtedly a thorn hard in the heart of Cai Caiqin: “Murong he is not your biological son, Mubai is, which have you like this as a father, you regard other people’s son as your own, but harshly reproach their own son, Yao family has today is caused by who, but not your son that most satisfied you, Yao Bin I tell you, my Mubai he …”

Speaking here, Cai Caiqin has choked to the point of speechlessness, I can feel her that kind of grief, once I had it when I lost my child.

Yao Mubai left his parents to travel far away, regardless of the two old, this pain is no less than the pain of losing a child.

Seeing two people quarrel, but I do not know what to do.

Cai Caiqin cried sadly, Yao Bin sat on the sofa and did not say a word, the atmosphere was particularly depressing.

The water in the pot had already boiled and the oil was already hot, I opened my mouth and called out, “Auntie and Uncle.”

Cai Caiqin hurriedly wiped away her tears, packed up all her weakness, like a warrior in armor, and went into the kitchen to continue cooking.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

This was motherhood.

Children are the weakness and the armor.

I can not find a picture of Yao Mubai in the rental room, but Yao Bin has been holding a picture of Yao Murong in remembrance, and from time to time asked: “Murong when ah, why he is not back.”

I realized, Yao Bin seriously injured coma, because in the hospital lying too long, resulting in lack of oxygen in the brain, his memory is a little fuzzy, the brain is not clear, he did not know that Yao Murong accident, in his eyes, Yao Murong is a good son of anything good, Yao Mubai is an ungrateful son.

If they are all pro-life so biased, that also makes sense, but Yao Murong is not Yao Bin pro-life, for a child who is not his own but can be regarded as his own, it can be seen that his love for the child’s mother how deep it is.

After dinner was ready, I sat down to eat with the two of them, Cai Caiqin put in an extra set of chopsticks, she said, “For Mubai, even if he’s not at home, putting in an extra set of chopsticks is the same as him staying with us.”

This is a mother’s love for her child.

Seeing that there were no preparations for Yao Murong, Yao Bin muttered and asked Cai Caiqin to go and add another set of chopsticks.

Her own husband loving someone else and doting on someone else’s son, this would be unacceptable to anyone else, and would even flip out, but Cai Caiqin chose to stay and take care of Yao Bin, who couldn’t take care of himself, and take care of his irrational emotions, and went to the kitchen to get another set of bowls and chopsticks.

Yao Bin was satisfied now, “This is good, having my son to eat with, this is what I call fragrant.”

Cai Caiqin kept quiet, eating silently, also silently shedding tears, eating all the stoicism, aggression into her stomach.

After the meal, I washed the dishes with Cai Caiqin and accompanied her downstairs to throw away the garbage, which gave me the opportunity to ask her, “Is uncle’s health okay?”

“The doctor said that people are old and out of practice, it’s good to wake up.” Cai Caiqin looked in the direction of the rented room and said, “It’s good that he doesn’t remember that his son died, it’s also another kind of happiness.”

At that time, I didn’t understand who Cai Caiqin was referring to when she said ‘son died’, I thought she was talking about Yao Murong.

I said, “If Yao Mubai contacts me, I’ll have him come back.”

Cai Caiqin looked at me, her eyes were filled with tears, “Good, tell him to come back early and stop being out there, you tell him that his mother misses him.”

A mother’s thoughts for her child can surpass any.

I got into a cab, looking at Cai Caiqin’s figure in the night wind thin and thin, the tip of my nose suddenly sour.

When I returned to the Hill family, Jane Hasis was not resting, she was waiting for me in my room. I had called her earlier and told her not to wait for me and to take an early rest after dinner, but I didn’t realize that she was still waiting for me.

It was like she had a premonition, when she saw me come back, she immediately said, “Alva, mom can’t sleep tonight, she wants to sleep with you, okay.”

I had never slept with Jane Hasis before, and when she made this request, I was shocked and saddened at the same time.

“Okay.”

Maybe it was the first and the last time.

Hearing me agree, Jane Hasis happily said, “Then I’ll go back to my room first to change into a pajama, by the way, I’ve already boiled your Chinese medicine, I’ll bring it to you when it’s hot.”

“Good.” I looked at Jane Hasis’ happy appearance, and my heart produced reluctance.

I remembered Yao Bin’s words, he told Yao Mubai to just die outside, but Cai Caiqin was looking forward to Yao Mubai going back, and this time I’m leaving tomorrow, I’m afraid that what I’ll come back with is just a corpse.

Chest a breath upward, I hastily sat down to cover the chest coughing violently, mouth is another stream of blood.

This time coughing up blood is more serious than before.

I hastily poured water to smooth out the breath and also wiped the blood from the corners of my mouth, the paper towel thrown into the toilet and flushed away.

Jane Hasis did not take a moment to bring medicine back, she was still in the doorway I smelled the smell of medicine.

I remembered that Dr. Huang had said that another dose of this Chinese medicine would at most ease my sickness and keep me alive for another month.

“Mom, it’s so bitter.” I pouted for the first time in front of Jane Hasis, a mother and a daughter at the same time.

“Here’s some candy, eat it and it won’t be bitter.” Jane Hasis brought out the candies she had prepared earlier.

I almost burst into tears looking at the candy in her palm.

I hugged her, “Mom, Mom.”

I shouted several times in a row, like I was going to shout my whole life’s worth.

Jane Hasis hugged me back, and I think she must have known I was going to leave, but neither of us bothered to pierce that window.

That night, when I was in a daze, I thought I heard her say to me, “Alva, don’t worry about me and your sister, we’ll have a good life with Hilli and Martin Mo taking care of us, and you must take care of yourself when you go over there.”

The next day, when I was leaving, there was no Jane Hasis and Bella Hill in the house, she left a message with the nanny, and Jane Hasis took Bella Hill out to dance.

Jane Hasis didn’t want to part with me face to face, and that’s what I wanted, to leave quietly.

At the airport, Pheobe Wilson asked me, “Have you thought this through? You’re going to leave and never come back? Do you want to give Walker a call, last time he failed in his proposal, he’s like a different person, if you leave again like this without saying goodbye, if he knows, he’ll definitely come looking for you.”

“No, let’s go.” I carried my luggage through the security check and left the city that had carried my memories for twenty-seven years without looking back.

Goodbye, North City.

Goodbye, Walker.