Chapter 240

Mrs. Xu, who accompanied Wang Yuanfang and her friends, was relieved.

When the ambulance arrived at the gate of "qingfengtang", Lu Qingli was still adamant and stubborn, and resolutely ignored Wang Yuanfang's affairs.

This scene has been seen in the hearts of the neighbors, and many voices behind it have been heard one after another, saying that Lu Qingli is a junior, robbing other people's husbands and getting rid of other people's children. He also said that Lu Qingli was so rich because she had blackmailed her husband. Now she is rich anyway, so she escapes to a place where no one knows her and starts a new life with her children. Her life is as sunny as before.

For these denigrations and speculation, Lu Qingli just grins bitterly. She thought her life was as peaceful as water, so she was disturbed by Wang Yuanfang.

After Xu came back, she wanted to find Lu Qingli. The assistant Yang Yang said that Lu Qingli had returned home, so Xu went upstairs to see her and asked what happened.

When she opened the door, she saw Lu Qingli sitting on the sofa, sulking with herself.

No one knows, her heart seems to have lava flow, large red and hot liquid, burning her heart every inch of pure land.

"Qingli." Old lady Xu wants to talk but stops. She just sits with Lu Qingli.

Lu Qingli tilts his head and leans on old lady Xu's shoulder, weeping quietly.

"Good boy, don't cry..."

Old lady Xu looks at Bobo lying on the crib, hoping that the little boy will grow up soon enough to protect Lu Qingli and not let his mother's heart wander all the time.

When Lu Qingli had enough to cry, she wiped her tears, cheered up, and retrieved Xi muyao's phone from the backup of the phone.

Before dialing the phone, Lu Qingli confidently told old lady Xu that he should never look at himself again. If Wang Yuanfang is a demon, there will be someone who can deal with her!

Seeing Lu Qingli's strange words, old lady Xu asked who could recover her.

Lu Qingli was relieved with a smile, "my ex husband."

Old lady Xu let out a "Oh". She didn't say much again. She got up and went to the kitchen to cut fruit. Lu Qingli went to the balcony alone and called Xi muyao.

"Hello." This long lost voice sounds so ugly to Lu Qingli.

"Xi muyao, don't you always cherish your children?" There is no prelude, Lu Qingli suddenly covers his face, is such a sentence thrown in the past.

"Qingli? Where have you been? "

It turned out that even Xi muyao knew he was missing. It's no wonder that before he left, Xi muyao, the shameless bastard, was still telling himself that Mu Wenshu's ten million kinds were not good.

"You know, you're a man of many children and many blessings." Lu Qingli remembers the two children who died in the forest and looks at the Pearl River flowing quietly. He sighs for Xi muyao.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Xi muyao's tone was slightly angry, "I asked you where you are, don't you understand?"

"Wang Yuanfang has been pregnant with your child for three months. If you don't get it back, the child may have to call someone else dad."

Lu Qingli put her arm on the balustrade on the balcony. For the first time, she felt that the feeling of condescending was so stirring.

Xi muyao was silent for two seconds, then changed into a serious tone, "what are you talking about, I don't know."

"Come on, I know all about you and Wang Yuanfang. When do you want to pretend? What you have to do now is to take Wang Yuanfang back and marry her in good faith, so that your child will not recognize others as a father, and you will not have to worry about Bobo in the future. "

These are the only things Lu Qingli can do now. It seems unreal to hand over the man you once loved to others, but what's the meaning of struggling with broken love.

To paraphrase the chicken soup of the soul, the forest is so big and there are so many trees that people are dazzled. Why hang on one tree. What's more, before this tree was in a precarious state, it was about to drop Lu Qingli to the ground, without a sense of security and belonging.

What did Xi muyao say later? Lu Qingli just took it as nonsense and hung up the phone. Her heart is very desolate, it seems to be to keep another flesh and blood of Xi muyao, but she indirectly sold her whereabouts.

Maybe "qingfengtang" won't go on. The money that has been spent and not yet collected is used to buy the past.

In that month and a half, she only had laughter, no time of sadness and boredom.

So Lu Qingli asked old lady Xu to help him look at the sleeping Bobo. He went downstairs and casually got a "transfer of our shop" in the printing roomWhen Lu Qingli pasted things at the door with transparent glue and A4 paper, the shop assistants and customers were surprised“ Qingfengtang has only been open for less than a month. How can it be transferred suddenly.

The good man whispered that Lu Qingli was guilty and couldn't stay any longer. Fortunately, Lu Qingli couldn't hear the gossip.

But even if you don't listen, you can see people's heart. It's clear that whether there is such a thing or not, it will not affect the normal life of the neighborhood. However, there are always people who are jealous of evil and listen to the wind as rain. People only worry that there is no topic worthy of entertainment in their spare time, but they never explore the truth of things.

It's not a question of how much. It's just a matter of getting worse and higher in the rumors and the public outcry. In the end, there are always innocent people leaving with injuries on their backs.

Lu Qingli is disgusted by people's bad habits. Now she doesn't want to go anywhere. She suddenly feels that old lady Xu's embrace is as warm as her mother's. she wants to stay under that tall building forever and leave the world at her feet, not involved or contaminated.

When Lu Qingli handed the key to "qingfengtang" to Yangyang, the girl patted Lu Qingli on the back of her hand and said firmly, "sister Qingli, I believe you! It must be the woman's fault! Bitches are hypocritical

Lu Qingli only says goodbye to Yang Yang and returns to old lady Xu's home.

After dinner, Mrs. Xu went to the "Le Zhou Fang" to make an account. As a result, she found that the "Qing Feng Tang" which had closed the door early could not bear to be lost. When she caught a glimpse of the yellow paper with the words of transfer and the number of Lu Qingli on it, the old lady took the cash from the shop and rushed upstairs.

"Qingli!"

When old lady Xu came back, Lu Qingli was taking a bath, and the old lady didn't plan to wait for her to finish. She stood at the door of the bathroom and asked in her voice, "Qingli, why do you want to dish the shop?"?! Why don't you talk to me, you child? "

Lu Qingli opened the door of the bathroom and said in a low voice, "aunt Xu, Bobo just went to bed. I'll tell you after taking a bath."

Old lady Xu found that she almost woke up Bobo in a hurry. She waved her hand and agreed with Lu Qingli. Then she turned to the room to help her watch Bobo.

When Lu Qingli came out of the bathroom with wet hair, Mrs. Xu brought her a comb and said, "let me blow your hair."

Since Lu Qingli was very young, she has been looking forward to Fu Huiya blowing her hair one day. Because Liu Ma has many things to do, she often has no time to help her. Lu Qingli learned to use the hair dryer by herself. How many times her hair was sucked in by the hair dryer made Lu Qingli cry.

What old lady Xu does for Lu Qingli now is almost like her mother. Lu Qingli is warm in her heart, but she is thin skinned. She knows something very well, but she just can't say it.

Old lady Xu's hands are very gentle. Like a professional nurse, Lu Qingli unconsciously closes her eyes and imagines herself as a little girl.

"Why did you transfer the shop? Can't stand this blow? Lu Qingli, whom aunt Xu knows, is not like this! "

Lu Qingli opened his eyes and said with a lonely smile, "I told my ex husband today that little three is pregnant. If my ex husband really came to find this Xiao San, he might tell him the location of qingfengtang. It's going to be even more troublesome. "

Old lady Xu turned off the hair dryer and helped Lu Qingli comb her long hair. "Can't you forget him?"

Lu Qingli shook his head. "I forgot. I just don't want him to pester Bobo. "

She then turned on the hair dryer and continued to help Lu Qingli blow her outer hair.

Thinking to himself, Lu Qingli smiles again. "Aunt Xu, you don't know. In fact, it's not the third grade, it's the fourth grade."

"Why?" Old lady Xu didn't quite understand.

"When I was pregnant with Bobo, he already had a third child. It's a pity that Xiao San didn't give birth to his child and died in the middle of the journey. Now this is Xiao Si. "

Old lady Xu sniffed, "how did you follow him when you were blind?"

Although it was a scolding sentence, Lu Qingli was glad to hear it and did not reply with a smile. Until hearing the cry from Bobo in the room, Lu Qingli got up and ran back to the room, picked up the child and interrupted the chat with old lady Xu.

The night is as cool as water. In May, it's too hot to sleep in Guangzhou. Mrs. Xu lives on a high floor. When she sleeps at night and opens the window, the wind from the Pearl River blows into her house. It's a little cool, but Bobo is still sweating.

Lu Qingli did not dare to turn on the fan, so as not to make Bobo sick. When he heard the baby whining and crying, he gave old lady Xu's heavy old Pu fan to Bobo fan.If Lu Qingli wants to say that the most similar place between Beijing and Guangzhou is the starry night sky. It's not that you can really see the stars, but that this sleepless city delivers infinite brightness to the quiet night sky.

This is the place for Lu Qing to leave his mind at ease. She can't face the dark night that she can't see. It seems that the dark night will kill her whole person and eat up her courage.

BOBO A slight snore came into Lu Qingli's ears, but she was staring at the ceiling in a daze. I didn't think about anything in my mind, but I lost sleep for no reason.

Lu Qingli wants to use her mobile phone to surf the Internet, but in view of the radiation, she is too lazy to move.

Later, Lu Qingli finally fell asleep, but she still had a shallow sleep. In her dream, her body became light and soft, blown by the wind near the Pearl River, floating in the air like a piece of paper.

So Lu Qingli floats out of the window. Without the work of gravity, Lu Qingli is not afraid of heights at all. The traffic on the street has rested, and the buildings in the city seem to be whispering while people are sleeping.

Lu Qingli wanted to listen, but he couldn't really hear it. Her fingertips across the walls of the floor, some of the old walls of the ash, tell the story of thousands of little people in the city.

To think about it, Lu Qingli is also one of these countless little people. She is far away from her waves and is willing to be the most humble one among ordinary people