Chapter 843

During the time when Zhao's mother and son came to Su's house, GE Qingshuang took he Zengqing out. When he came back, GE Qingshuang held a small box.

When he Zengqing entered the house, he came into the house under the eyes of the mountain stream. I don't know what happened. The mountain stream's eyes always made his right eye jump, but he didn't do anything wrong this time. The small box contained Li Hua's paintings in his home.

The paintings are all about his past with Wang. At that time, he Zengqing took advantage of Li Hua's inattention and put them away. He didn't think that they were still useful now.

As long as you have these things, you can calm Wang's heart. After that, Su Miaomiao won't be too embarrassed for the sake of helping her today?

At noon, Su Miaomiao saw he Zengqing carrying a small box into Wang's house.

She went up secretly and hid under the window.

Wang was a little sleepy after eating some porridge. She was just about to go to bed. After hearing the sound of pushing the door, she saw he Zengqing. She was half seated on the bed and straightened up again.

"Mother, how are you?" He Zengqing said, holding a small box to the bed to sit down.

Such a close mother and son sitting on the same bed, for Wang, it seems like a long time ago, he Zengqing's prodigal son back, more or less let Wang feel some comfort these days.

"Zeng Qing, I'm afraid the burn on your face will leave a scar?" Wang looked at the burn on he Zengqing's face, some worried.

"Mother, I'm not a big or small guy. I have a wife and a son. It doesn't matter if I have a scar." He Zengqing said this in his mouth. In fact, he was thinking that he wanted the scar to be deeper, which would remind Wang all the time that his face was burned when he saved her.

”Now your house is burned down. What are your plans for the future“ Wang's words fall, see he Zeng Qing from the bosom to take out a with kraft paper package of solid things.

Wang recognized it. She gave it to he Zengqing that day and asked him to take the money and go to see Li Hua.

"Niang, this is the money you asked me to give Mr. Li to see a doctor. Now I can't use it." He Zengqing said, and handed the things to Wang's hands. In fact, he was deeply distressed. It was more than 1000 taels of silver, but he didn't want the child to be a wolf. He still knew the truth.

Wang's one Zheng: "how need not, Mr. Li's illness how?"

When he Zeng Qing heard Wang's question, he leisurely opened the small box at hand: "Niang, look at this. This is what Mr. Li left you."

Wang was puzzled and took over a Book handed over by he Zengqing. When he opened it, there were some paintings on it. Wang turned the pages one by one. It seemed that she had seen the scenes here.

The more you look at it, the more familiar it is. It seems to open up her long-standing memories. Isn't this the past between her and Li Hua a long time ago? I have forgotten many things. I didn't think that he remembered so clearly and drew her so well that even Wang was about to forget what he looked like when he was young.

A drop of tears from Wang's eyes, looking at these past, as if all things were yesterday.

"Zeng Qing, is this Mr. Li's own painting?" Wang finished reading, tearful looking at he Zengqing.

"Niang, Mr. Li asked me to give it to you. You know, a few days ago, Mr. Li was very ill. He was several years older than you. In fact, he knew that he was terminally ill, so he asked me to take you to see him for the last time." He Zengqing said, red eyes.

"The last... The last side..." Wang's heart suddenly pressed a heavy stone.

"Niang, Mr. Li knew he was going to die long ago, so he drew this thing and asked me to give it to Niang. He said that it was for you to think that if there was not a fire in my house that day, Mr. Li might have been able to accompany you for a few more days. It's all my fault. I don't have the ability to save Mr. Li. I'm really useless, I'm really useless“ He Zengqing said and slapped himself in the face.

Wang was also sad because he got the news of Li Hua's death, but when he Zengqing scolded him deeply, he couldn't help sighing, "Zengqing, you're not to blame for this. People always die. This is my fate with him. Maybe our fate will be over here“

In fact, Wang's heart is like a mirror. Li Hua keeps the promise of that year and finds himself. For him and himself, the burden is too heavy. Even if they still have the friendship of that year, they can't be together regardless of the common customs, so they are destined to have no fate in their life.

Maybe now Li Hua's leaving can make him really free. He doesn't have to keep his promise, and Wang doesn't have to worry about his feelings for him. All this can be regarded as an end.

"Mother, do you really think so? Don't you blame me for not saving Mr. Li? " He Zengqing raised his head with tears on his face.

"I don't blame you. I can't tell you to take your life in order to save Mr. Li? Niang has lived such a big age, this life and death can also see a lot of, you don't have to worry about Niang, Niang is OK“ Wang, holding Li Hua's picture album, lay down with his back to he Zengqing.

After he Zengqing left, Su Miaomiao found Xu and Yu, saying that he Zengqing had told Wang about Li Hua's death.

This can make Xu and Yu sit on pins and needles all the time, for fear that Wang will have a hard time. But Su Miaomiao was listening at the window just now. Wang's tone should be very calm. Maybe Li Hua's death should also give her some time to calm herself.

Sure enough, about an hour later, Wang's name was su Miaomiao.

Su Miaomiao went in with Xu and Yu. When Su Miaomiao went in, he saw that although Wang's eyes were red, his spirit was not seriously affected.

"Miaomiao, chuyun, Qiulu, Mr. Li's death, I already know. Don't worry, I have nothing to do. You don't have to worry about me. I don't ask for anything else now. I just hope that I can see you live a happy life while I still have a few years to live." When Wang's words fell, Su Miaomiao ran to hold her tightly.

Seeing Su Miaomiao like this, Xu and Yu also ran over, and several people were red eyed when they held each other.

Seeing that Wang was ok, Su Miaomiao was relieved. Anyway, he Zengqing had his way. Whether the painting was painted by Li Hua or not, it made Wang think about it.