Chapter 6

The two looked at each other and smiled, put on their clothes, and walked out of the hot spring house one after another.

When I looked at the hot spring house on the left, the two beautiful women also happened to come out.

Lu Qi and Han Anming looked at Gu Wanqing and Chen Shuyun respectively.

Taking the wheelchair from Gu Wanqing, Han Anming looked at his mother's rosy face with sniffing the fragrance emitted by her body, and gently pushed her into the pavilion.

Behind him, Gu Wanqing and Lu Qi nodded to each other and followed behind him side by side.

The four of them walked into the pavilion. Xiaoyu and Xiaoxing, brothers and sisters in the yard, each carrying a large plate and walked towards the pavilion happily.

It was not until the two children walked to the pavilion and placed the plate on the round stone table in the middle that Lu Qi saw clearly that there were moon cakes and several other unfamous pastries on it, as well as a pot of fragrant chrysanthemum tea.

The breeze is blowing, the moon is hanging high, and the sounds of crickets and other insects are heard from the surrounding flowerbeds from time to time.

Although the fifteenth has passed today, the bright moon above the sky is brighter and more perfect than the fifteenth.

After pouring everyone a cup of tea, Xiaoxing, under Gu Wanqing's instructions, left the pavilion, stepped apart and ran home.

When I came back, I held the guita in my arms and the guzheng on my back.

Lu Qi thought that his two children wanted to perform talents to help everyone, so he said: Xiaoxing wants to perform for everyone?

No no no no.Xiaoxing shook his head, I'm too stupid. I can't learn it for a long time, and I'm not as good as Xiaoyu.Today, Aunt Chen and Brother An Ming are here, and you are handsome brother, your mother will sing to you.

Chen Shuyun put down and took a small sip of chrysanthemum tea, and smiled and said: I haven’t heard Sister Wan Qing sing for a long time, so I’m looking forward to it.

Gu Wanqing looked at her delicate best friend with a doting look. If she wanted to listen to her sister singing, she would live here and sing for you every day.

As he said that, Gu Wanqing put the guzheng on the stone table, and his green onion fingers tweaked the strings carefully, making long and pleasant sounds.

Accompanied by the sound of the piano, Gu Wanqing's red lips opened and closed, and her singing voice was like a singing voice. On this cool breeze, between the bright moon and the bright light, it seemed like a clear spring flowing into Lu Qi and the others' hearts, making them unknowingly linger in her beautiful singing and addicted to it.

When will the bright moon ask the blue sky for wine?

What year is it today in the palace in heaven

I wanted to ride the wind and go back, but I was afraid that the high place of the jade tower was cold.

Dancing and making the clear shadows look like they are in the world.

Turning the red pavilion and low-brow door, I can't sleep.

There should be no hatred, so why should we be farewell

People have joys and sorrows

The moon has phases

This is a long and difficult thing to do

I hope that people will share the beauty of the moon forever.

……

The end of the song, the lingering sound is lingering.

Gu Wanqing put away his expression of concentrating on playing and singing, raised her gaze, and smiled slightly at everyone.

Papa, applause sounded.

Hehe, mom sings well, and Xiaoyu also wants to learn singing from mom and become a singer in the future.Xiaoyu put it next to Gu Wanqing, hugged her left arm and said happily.

I want to learn guitar well, and the boy who plays guitar on TV looks cool.Xiaoxing also hugged Gu Wanqing's left arm and said.

Lu Qi looked at the beautiful woman surrounded by two children and said to her joking tone, "That's right, it's good to play the guitar, but it can attract many girls. Xiaoxing wants to cheer up."

Handsome brother, is it true?Xiaoxing blinked his big round eyes and looked at Lu Qi.

Before Lu Qi could speak, Gu Wanqing, who had already taken the guitar from his daughter, said coquettishly to him: You, don’t teach Xiaoxing badly, otherwise he would know how to fall in love at such a young age.

Xiaoxing will definitely be a handsome guy when he grows up, and there must be many beautiful girls who want to be your girlfriend.Han Anming said.

Chen Shuyun glared at her son, "You can do anything bad."Xiaoxing is still young, don’t say anything.But you are almost twenty years old and don’t hurry to find a girlfriend.

Don't you know who I like?Han Anming raised his head and looked at his mother with a complicated look.

In front of outsiders, Han Anming almost told the hidden privacy between mother and son. Chen Shuyun was speechless. She looked at Gu Wanqing and Lu Qi with curious faces. She said hesitantly: I... how do I know who you like?

She turned her face and did not dare to look at her son.

But Gu Wanqing became interested, and she asked curiously: What, An Ming already has a girl he likes?Do you want to introduce Aunt Gu? What if Aunt Gu meets you?

Lu Qiquan saw the expressions of Han Anming and Chen Shuyun. He was confused. Why did Chen Shuyun, who urged her son to find a girlfriend quickly, would make strange behaviors that she dare not face after learning that her son liked.

Couldn’t her first reaction be that she is as curious as Gu Wanqing’s girl she likes?

An Ming, is it the girl that Aunt Gu knows? I remember that several girls in the village like you very much. Last time, there was a pretty girl asking where your home was. When I asked, it turned out to be your high school classmate, and it seemed that she was Yang Xiyue.Well, I don't know if I remember it wrong.

Han Anming glanced at his mother who was still hiding, and slowly said: Actually, Aunt Gu knew her.

Oh, do you know?Gu Wanqing was very surprised. Who is she?

Lu Qi also focused on it and waited for Han Anming to introduce the girl he liked.

Han Anming naturally would not tell the secret of his liking to his mother. Even if Aunt Gu is a trustworthy person, she will definitely keep the secret between him and her mother.

But now there are two children with big eyes and curious faces, and Lu Qi, an outsider who doesn't know anything about it.

Chen Shuyun was very nervous. She turned her face and stared at her son nervously, her eyes full of begging.

She knew that her son was a rational person, but she was really afraid that he would let out their secrets in impulse.

When Han Anming saw his mother's plea, he sighed: Sorry, Aunt Gu, I just like it myself. I don't know it yet, so it's not convenient for me to say it.

Hearing his son's answer, Chen Shuyun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In this way, I wish An Ming to win the girl's heart as soon as possible, and Shu Yun will be happier.Gu Wanqing said, "You said yes, Shu Yun."

Ah?Chen Shuyun was caught off guard when asked, yes...yes, yes, I...are very happy.

She carefully glanced at her son's face, only to see the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if there was a sense of pleasure of success.

Haha, then I will continue singing.

He flicked his fingers on the guitar strings a few times. After finding the feeling, Gu Wanqing played and sang.

It is still an old song. Richie Richie's "Sad Pacific", the prelude sounded, which made Lu Qi feel like he was back twenty years ago.

He was only five years old at that time and often heard the song played in a barber shop next to his adoptive parents' small hotel.

So although he only understood the meaning of the lyrics for a long time now, he thought that when he was a child, he couldn't help but hum a few lines when he heard this song.

However, what surprised him was that Gu Wanqing was so skilled in using guitars that she thought she should often play songs with guitars.

When I first saw her playing the guzheng, I felt that it was very consistent with her gentle, graceful and elegant image and temperament, but I didn't expect that she could still play the guitar with a more modern pop style so skillfully.

Is leaving really cruel?

Or gentleness is shameful

Or it doesn't matter to the lonely person

No day or night No condition

Is it really dangerous before?

Or betrayal is considerate

Or it's easier to escape

The wind blows the sand

Singing here, Gu Wanqing recalled the ups and downs he experienced in the first thirty years of his life, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion, and expressed these thousands of thoughts through songs and lyrics.Perhaps, someone will understand.

He became famous at a young age and became a popular actor and singer. He retired at the peak and gave up fame and fortune.

Fate seemed to be a joke with her and began to constantly take away her happiness.

The parents committed suicide, the husband was killed, and the son disappeared, and his life and death were unknown.

In her strong heart, she could not withstand the ruthless blow of fate. She had thoughts of suicide countless times, but could not let go of her son who might still be alive.

Her only hope, the only light.

She swore that as long as she lived for one day, she would find her son for one day until she died of old age.

She fled from the land of right and wrong, stayed away from conspiracy and persecution, and lived in this quiet and leisurely countryside, but never gave up on finding her son.

Hope is ignited again and again, and is hit again and again.

On countless lonely nights, she looked at the old photos of her deceased husband and son and cried secretly.

Step forward is dusk

A step back is life

The wind is not calm, the waves are not quiet, the mind is not stable

One island locks one person

The boat I'm waiting for isn't coming yet

The people I'm waiting for don't understand yet

Loneliness sinks silently and sinks into the sea

I'm still here no longer in the future

She glanced at Lu Qi who was humming softly to her, and saw that face that was eighty or ninety-nineth-old like her deceased husband, and a powerful and more tenacious force emerged in her heart.

She made a silent wish, hoping that the spirit of her deceased husband in heaven will bless her and her son to reunite as soon as possible.

The young man Ah in front of me is her son, right?

Lu Qi smiled and nodded slightly to Gu Wanqing.

He saw from her singing and eyes that she had absolutely had an unusual experience.

She must have a lot of thoughts about sadness, grievance, and grievance, but will she tell herself?

He wanted to be her closest person, he shared her sorrows; shelter her from the wind and rain, and became the first person she thought of when she was lonely and helpless; listen to her words and comfort her heart.

His considerable fortune and outstanding appearance make him very confident, and he will definitely win the hearts of a beautiful woman.

Perhaps this idea is too vulgar, but it is real. He has witnessed too many similar examples in the upper class circle of life.

But he was sure that Gu Wanqing had never seen a man richer than him and outstandingly better than him?

Inertial thinking made him subconsciously think that Gu Wanqing could attack a woman with just using wealth and appearance. Although he was very sincere in his heart, he was not only obsessed with Gu Wanqing's appearance, but also admired her temperament.

But if he knew the truth, he would probably be ashamed of shame.

Gu Wanqing continued to sing.

If the tide goes away, the heart will go away.

If the tide comes, you won't come yet

Floating and ups and downs The past comes

Come back, you are no longer here

A wave has not subsided yet

Another wave of attacks

A vast sea of ​​people, storm

It's too late to have a wave

A wave has passed long ago

Awakening in the first dream

Deeply sad at the bottom of the Pacific

……

It was half past ten, and the moon viewing of the pavilion ended.

Chen Shuyun refused Gu Wanqing's stay and insisted on going home.

Seeing this, Lu Qi offered to send the mother and son home.

At the entrance of the village, Han Anming helped his mother sit in a wheelchair and invited Lu Qi: If you don’t dislike me, come to my house to sit?

Lu Qi waved his hand and said, Thank you, I am from another place, so it is not convenient to get in.

He pointed to the epidemic prevention personnel at the entrance of the village who were bored playing cards and playing landlords in the tent at the entrance of the village and said that he would not cause trouble for the epidemic prevention work in your village.

Then thank you for sending us back. It’s dark, be careful when you go back.Chen Shuyun and Han Anming waved at Lu Qi.

The wheelchair was turned around, and the mother and son walked to the tent, greeted several inspectors, and after a simple measurement of their body temperature, they passed smoothly.

Lu Qi got into the car and just turned around and received a WeChat message from Gu Wanqing.

Lu Qi, have you been sent?Be careful when you come back. There are many narrow roads in the countryside, so be careful.

I have already sent it to the village, I will come back soon, Sister Wanqing.

Replying to Gu Wanqing, Lu Qi looked at the line of words on the screen in a daze, and a sense of happiness arose.

I have been missing for a long time, and this feeling of being missed still comes from the woman I like.

Maybe it's just my wishful thinking, but Lu Qi believes that he will have it in the future.

He happily drove back to the plantation, like a husband who was waiting for his wife to return home.

Close the door, Han Anming asked Chen Shuyun: Mom, do you want to sleep? Or watch TV first?

Chen Shuyun turned the wheelchair and slid to the sofa, not wanting to sleep.

She leaned forward, pulled the backrest of the sofa with her right hand, tried to support her body, and fell on the sofa.

What is simple for normal people is that she is so weak.

Han Anming, who should have helped, stood next to the wheelchair and did not take action.

Then you watch TV.Han Anming picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, and a news program popped up on the screen.

Then, he sat next to Chen Shuyun, watching the news?Would you like to watch a TV series?

casual.Chen Shuyun said lightly, her hands folded on her lower abdomen, her feet were placed on a wheelchair, and her eyes were plain looking at the TV screen.

Han Anming glanced at his mother, Oh.

Since high school, Han Anming has basically never watched TV series again. He can't get any interest when he occasionally looks at it.After graduating from high school, I mostly go online to watch videos, watch movies, and anime.

The TV at home has almost become a decoration, and the two sisters who are in high school rarely watch it when they come back. Only the paralyzed mother watch it every day, but it won’t take too long because like her children, she is surfing the Internet or reading books.

After watching silently for a few minutes, Han Anming noticed that his mother had two little hands on her legs and gently pressed them, and said carefully: Mom, I'll give you a massage.

Need not.Chen Shuyun is still staring at the TV screen, I will.

Han Anming sensitively noticed his mother's strangeness and whispered: It's more convenient for me to come.

After saying that, he reached out and prepared to hug Chen Shuyun. As usual, he asked her to sit facing him and put her legs on her thighs.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she touched Chen Shuyun's soft back, she stopped him.

I said, do it myself.Chen Shuyun still didn't look at her son, but just blocked her hand that stretched her to her body.

Han Anming's expression stagnated, and his two hands stretched out stopped in the air, staring at his mother's face in a daze. He knew that she must have been angry because she was in front of everyone in the pavilion and almost told her that he liked his mother.

Until now, he still clearly remembers Chen Shuyun's extremely nervous appearance at that time.

Sorry, I shouldn't have said those words in front of Aunt Gu.He lowered his head and regretted it.

Chen Shuyun finally turned her face and felt distressed when she saw her son's frustrated appearance. He cared about her feelings the most.

In fact, I’m sorry for my mother. If it weren’t for my mother’s illness, she would become a useless person.You won’t take a break from school, you will be able to bear the responsibility of supporting your family at such a young age.Sorry, mom didn’t mean it, don’t resent mom, okay?

With a pair of clear eyes filled with tears, Chen Shuyun tried hard to control her emotions and refused to cry.

Mom, don’t blame yourself, okay?

Han Anming raised his head, I voluntarily, how could I resent you?I am your son, Anya, An Qing's brother, and the only man in the family. These are all things I should do.

Chen Shuyun stretched out her hand and gently sootheed the back of his neck like she did when she was a child. So, she promised, mom, be your son, and don’t have any other thoughts.I'm really afraid that I will regret you for the rest of my life.

In fact, Chen Shuyun thought that she had ruined his future and was extremely guilty of herself because her son had left school and worked to support her family.But as my son said, this family can only rely on him now.

No.Looking into his mother's eyes, Han Anming firmly expressed his determination.

An Ming, don’t make any mistakes anymore...Ah, let go of mom, don’t...don’t do this.

Chen Shuyun was held in her arms by her son, and her two little hands pushed his arm weakly, but to no avail.

Instead of following her mother's words, Han Anming hugged her whole body in her arms, pressing her chin against her right cheek, rubbing her smooth skin.

The mother's powerless struggle and the mature woman's body emitting the fragrance of her delicate body made her body react differently.

This is not possible, An Ming cannot.

Why, is it wrong for a son to hug his mother?

But you are already old!

No matter how old you are, it is still a mother's child, isn't it?

Chen Shuyun was frightened, helpless, and wronged. She clearly felt her son's strong chest, the strong male aura that suffocated her, and the rapid breathing sounded in her ears.

She was weak like a weak prey in the mouth of a beast, unable to escape.

Mom, you are so beautiful.Han Anming smelled the body fragrance of his mother, and felt her delicate skin through the thin fabric, and couldn't help but express praise in obsession.

An Ming.Chen Shuyun shouted in a cry, "Mom is old and not worthy of your liking. You should pursue a young girl, okay?"

After letting go of her mother's body, Han Anming looked at her crying Shuangmu, with a handsome face, but what about you, Mom, do I want to leave you and chase the young girl?You know I can't do that.

Chen Shuyun immediately shook her head and explained: No, no.You pursue young girls, mom is very happy, and mom also hopes to see you have a girlfriend and see you get married.When you are in love, why do you abandon your mother?An Ming, don’t think so.

But... Han Anming clearly had something to say, but it came to an abrupt end, as if he had thought of something.

Chen Shuyun was very confused by her son's reaction. Seeing that he wanted to speak but stopped, she began to think in her mind.She was very smart and immediately guessed why her son shut up.

Her child must have wanted to say that in such a poor family, which girl is willing to marry?Which girl would like to do physical work in the plantation?

Perhaps Han Anming was worried that speaking out would make her even more self-blame and blame herself, so she kept silent in time.He is really sensible.

But if you really like him and don’t dislike his poor girl, it seems that there is really one of his high school classmates, Yang Xiyue.

The girl came to visit her with gifts more than once and chatted with her.She knew very well that the girl absolutely loved her son.

She hopes that Yang Xiyue will become her son’s girlfriend and her daughter-in-law.But she is also in trouble. Is such a poor family really safe to let the kind and beautiful girl marry in?

Putting his heart in his heart, he doesn't want his two daughters, Anya and An Qing, to marry into a heavy family and suffer. Will Yang Xiyue's parents agree to marry into their own family?

Thinking of this, Chen Shuyun felt a little more self-blame.

If you don’t find a girlfriend, don’t get married, and keep your mother for the rest of your life, wouldn’t you want to let the Han family die?What kind of face does my mother have to face the ancestors of the Han family?

After a long time, Chen Shuyun said slowly.