Wu Qihua couldn't speak, but looking at Su Li and Xiao Mo who were following Wu Sheng, she suddenly realized. Recommended: Fenghuo Xiu Zhuan's new work "Sword Comes" http://m./0_1/

It turns out that all this is true.

It wasn't her crazy in the morning, but it was real.

All are true...

Wu Qihua watched Wu Sheng approaching step by step, and still walked to the position where he knelt down last night.

"mom."

Wu Qihua touched Wu Sheng's face with his skill and suddenly burst into tears.

"Why did you come back? How could you leave me? How could you leave us..."

Wu Qihua grabbed Wu Sheng, pulled him, and hit Wu Sheng with his hands one by one.

"How can you come back, how can you..."

Wu Sheng let Wu Qihua beat him, and he couldn't help but scream at his mother. In the end, he couldn't help crying.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Wu Sheng knelt on the ground, hugged Wu Qihua's waist, letting tears flow freely.

Wu Qihua was held by Wu Sheng, and he still beat Wu Sheng's back, but his strength was too small.

"You didn't leave a word, just left... You're going to die... You're going to die..."

The mother and son hugged each other and cried bitterly.

Su Li and Xiao Mo, who were standing outside the door, were both red-eyed.

Dongdong looked at Wu Qihua crying, and was frightened, and he curled his lips and wanted to cry.

"Dongdong is not afraid, don't cry, grandma and dad are happy..."

Su Li picked up Dongdong to comfort her, but her tears flowed down.

Dongdong was even more scared. Su Li comforted her while crying, "Dongdong is not afraid, mom is also happy, mom is just too happy because dad is back."

Dongdong hurriedly helped Su Li wipe her tears.

She didn't understand what crying with joy was, and she didn't understand why Su Li was smiling but still cried.

She didn't want to cry or shout when she heard Su Li's words, but her tears still fell, and she helped Su Li wipe her tears.

Xiao Mo looked at Su Li and Dong Dong, the silly mother and daughter who helped each other wipe their tears, looked at Wu Qihua and Wu Sheng and his son who were crying with their heads in the house, and sighed inwardly and held back the tears.

He reached out and took Dongdong over, then pulled Su Li, let her lean against his shoulder, and patted her back and comforted her.

"Dongdong won't cry, mom, you won't cry anymore."

Xiao Mo comforted him skillfully, and was very at ease.

My mother cried and my sister cried. I borrowed them a shoulder and an arm. It should not be too easy for Dongdong, who has succeeded in being taller than Su Li.

Wu Sheng and Wu Qihua cried with joy after meeting, and their emotions came and went quickly.

Wu Sheng listened to Xiao Mo's comforting voice, wiped away the tears and raised his head from Wu Qihua's arms.

Looking at Xiao Mo at the door, Wu Sheng wanted to cry again.

Woo woo, his wife, his daughter...

Xiao Mo, a stinky brat, suddenly grew so tall with a wrong eye, holding his wife and the girl in his arms to comfort him.

And he actually cried in his mother's arms.

Wu Sheng could not bear it, so he endured his sadness and comforted Wu Qihua.

"Mom, stop crying, stop crying."

Wu Qihua couldn't help pinching Wu Sheng.

"What are you doing in the morning? You won't tell me well, and you still have to go out..."

Thinking of the misunderstanding in the morning, Wu Qihua was really funny and depressed.

Wu Sheng is sure that he really said it carefully, and said it seriously, but what can he say when facing his mother?

He could not refute, he could only take the blame.

"Yes, I was wrong, mom, it's all me."

Wu Sheng wiped Wu Qihua's tears, "Mom won't cry anymore. Your son wants you to make a crybag. He is obviously so handsome and manly son, not."

Wu Qihua glanced at him.

"Mom, your eyes rolling...why, it's still a familiar recipe and a familiar taste."

Wu Qihua couldn't help but take a photo of Wu Sheng, "You're making trouble again."

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault." Wu Sheng looked at Wu Qihua's endless tears, looked at the wrinkles on her face, and looked at Wu Qihua, who was ten years older and really became his mother instead of his sister, feeling very sad.

"Mom, don't cry anymore. I'm crying and getting older. Don't you want to be my sister anymore?"

"I will wipe your tears today. After wiping Su Li's..."

Wu Qihua wanted to beat Wu Sheng again, "It's not your fault, who told you... who scared us? You said you would come back early when you are alive. It's been so long."

A pain flashed through Wu Sheng's eyes, "I also want to come back early, and I have been working hard to come back, and I didn't expect... it would take so long."

Wu Qihua stroked the scar on the corner of Wu Sheng's eyes, his hands trembled, and wanted to ask how he was injured, but his lips trembled before he could say it.

Wu Sheng looked at it and laughed hurriedly, changing the topic.

"Mom, can you let me stand up and talk?"

Wu Qihua's attention was diverted, "Stand up."

Wu Sheng smiled, "Then I'll stand up, you don't cry anymore, and you can't just say that you don't remember it in the morning, and you're lying to me to kneel down."

Wu Qihua remembered Wu Sheng's kneeling, and his eyes became hot again, but he held back his tears and beat him up in anger.

"Whoever lies with you, please start it."

Wu Sheng agreed to stand up and help Wu Qihua, "Mom, when you see your baby son, are you in a flash?"

"There is no baby son, only a bad son."

Wu Qihua immediately refuted.

Wu Sheng nodded after hearing this, "The voice is full of energy, it turns out that I am energetic. Mom, since I am energetic, you should get out of bed."

"We go to the living room. I miss you so much. I want to put you all together and take turns to see what I want."

Wu Sheng smiled, "You can also look at me more, and you can kiss me whatever you want."

This is a careless statement, but it is full of sadness.

Wu Qihua pushed Wu Sheng's head away with a palm, "Who wants to kiss you, please let me go."

"You don't kiss your baby son, who do you want to kiss?"

Wu Shengli said for grantedly, paused, and suddenly lowered his head and kissed Wu Qihua's face.

"If you don't kiss me, I'll kiss you."

Wu Qihua's movements were instantly paused, and she looked at Su Li and Xiao Mo at the door. She pushed Wu Sheng away during the audition, got out of bed and tidyed up her clothes, and looked out the window.

Wu Sheng looked at her hunched back, and his eyes almost turned red again, but he held it tightly.

A long time ago, when he was young, he saw those uncles who were old and still cried like a child with their mother, and he was very confused.

Only when he was at this age and had returned from a separation of life and death, did he realize the weight of bitterness and shame in his tears.

Wu Sheng lowered his head and picked up the shoes on one side and went to put them on for Wu Qihua.

"You don't wear shoes, mom, you're still the same."

Wu Sheng asked Wu Qihua to put her hand on his shoulder and put on her shoes on the left and right.

Taking advantage of the time wearing shoes, both the mother and the son calmed down.

Wu Qihua touched Wu Sheng's hair, rubbed it randomly, and made fun of it.

"Luckily I didn't lose my hair, otherwise I wouldn't want to recognize you if I'm bald."

Wu Sheng laughed, stood up half straight, acted like a father-in-law on the TV, and handed one hand to Wu Qihua.
Chapter completed!