Chongxi male wife

Chapter 152 Finale: Wait for me on Huangquan Road

The prosperity of the capital is unimaginable for those who come from such a small place.

Zhuhong's gate slowly opened in front of them, and teams of soldiers were neatly separated on both sides, heavily guarded.

Cui Ming and Zhu Hong, who were accompanying them, were all overwhelmed by this momentum, but Li Miao was not too shocked.

The group rented a small courtyard to live in, and Su Mingxuan began to visit famous medical clinics in the capital.

The doctors in the medical clinic heard that Master Yuanji had deduced it, and they all waved their hands and said that there was no need to treat him. Master Yuanji's medical skills are amazing, if he can't be saved, no one can save him.

Su Mingxuan looked for many medical clinics, and met acquaintances when he was exhausted physically and mentally.

Qi Jingran did not expect that he would survive, nor did he expect to meet Su Mingxuan in the capital.

The two people who used to get along like brothers almost turned red the moment they saw each other.

In the restaurant, Su Mingxuan explained his reason for coming, and also asked Qi Jingran what happened at that time.

Qi Jingran regarded that war as a disgrace, and didn't say much, but told Su Mingxuan about the fact that he was rescued by General Zhenyuan.

Su Mingxuan could hear that he didn't want to talk too much, so he didn't ask carefully.

Qi Jingran drank with him and made an appointment to take him to a famous doctor the next day.

Early the next morning, Su Mingxuan brought Li Miao and the others together.

Cuiming heard that Qi Jingran was not dead yesterday, she had mixed feelings in her heart and didn't know how to deal with it.

But after one night, she thought about it again, as long as Qi Jingran was alive.

They met at the entrance of a restaurant, and when Su Mingxuan arrived, Qi Jingran had already arrived.

Next to Qi Jingran stood the dignified and majestic Song Wan. They clasped their hands, as if there had never been any estrangement.

Cuiming saw this scene when she got off the car. The man was handsome and upright, and the woman was beautiful and dignified, which was the beauty she had never seen in her life.

Her eyes were red all of a sudden, but she quickly controlled her emotions again.

In her heart, it is good that Qi Jingran is alive.

Qi Jingran didn't notice Cuiming's gaze, he took Song Wan's hand and led Su Mingxuan to the medical clinic.

The grandparents of the doctors in the medical clinic were imperial doctors, but for various reasons, they came out of the palace and opened the medical clinic by themselves.

Su Mingxuan told about Su's mother's symptoms, the old doctor shook his head, and said the same thing, "Since Master Yuanji has calculated it, it is fate."

After the end of this visit, Su Mingxuan never went to other clinics. They stayed in the capital for a few days and then returned to Qianshui Town.

The day before they left, Qi Jingran and Song Wan came to see them off, and Cui Ming found time to talk to Qi Jingran.

Su Mingxuan didn't know what they said, but only knew that after Cuiming came back, she became more cheerful, and she was even busy making tiger-head hats for the little ones again.

It was summer when they left Qianshui Town, and it was already winter when they returned to Qianshui Town.

Si Pang and Er Niu could already crawl on the bed, and they were extremely lively all day long. Li Jin, whose nickname was Fu Bao, could already sit up.

The family is very happy and happy.

Mother Su's feelings towards Li Miao have not changed. In her impression, it was Li Miao who made Su Mingxuan not like women.

However, her life is always limited, and after being overly frightened, every day she lives is stolen.

In the end, she still couldn't survive the winter of the second year, and died in her and Su's father's bedroom in the twelfth lunar month.

Li Miao always remembered that day, that morning he waited on Su's mother. Su's mother had been ill for a long time, and Li Miao took care of her for a whole year.

Maybe it's because people are about to die, when Su's mother looked at Li Miao, there was no hatred from the past in her eyes.

"Li Miao, you must treat the children well. Even if they are not your own, you can't treat them harshly."

Li Miao fed some warm water to Su's mother, and nodded in response: "Mother, don't worry, with you watching, I will treat the children well."

Mother Su shook her head and sat up by herself: "I want to see them again."

The two little ones were already able to walk. When Su Mingxuan brought them over, they walked in by themselves holding the threshold.

Seeing Li Miao, she was as happy as a duckling having fun, and started calling her little daddy from a distance.

Li Miao took one of them with each hand and brought them to Mother Su's bedside.

Looking at the two small fleshy balls, Su's mother felt relieved, and her complexion was a little rosy.

She looked up at Su Mingxuan who was standing not far away, and beckoned for Su Mingxuan to come over.

Su Mingxuan walked over obediently and stood beside the bed.

"Xuan'er, I know you blame mother, and mother also knows that she is wrong, mother is afraid that she will not survive, please forgive mother."

Su Mingxuan looked at her with mixed emotions in his heart, how could he not hate, the person he had hated for more than ten years was his own mother.

He didn't know how to speak, but the second lady beside him couldn't help pushing him.

Su Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, looking at the tear in the corner of Su's mother's eyes, his heart softened after all.

"Mom, I never hated you."

Mother Su looked at him, and the quilt in her hand was completely loosened. For a moment, the room was silent.

The little Su Muning sat by the bed and burst into tears, and Su Mingxuan realized that Su's mother had lost her breath.

This year's winter was extremely cold, and this small town that never snowed, unexpectedly also had snow.

In the spring of the second year, the flowers bloomed, and the little children didn't know what it was like to be sad. They crowded together in twos and threes, playing and playing, and they had long forgotten the people who passed away.

The people living in the small town still live their old life, but there are few noble families here, but it doesn't affect their life.

Su Mingxuan has never left this small town in his life, his business is developing well, and the firm he opened with Li He and Liu Xiangru is getting bigger and bigger, but it is Liu Xiangru who has been running around all the time.

Liu Yuanhong and Liu Hongluan became relatives after the war, and gave birth to a daughter three years later, and a boy a few years later.

Yu Yin's identity has never been discovered, and he and Li He moved to the town and bought the house of Yu's family.

Master Yu took Yu's family and moved to the next town, which was more remote, but it didn't affect his life.

Li Miao was probably the happiest person in the whole town. It was rare for brothers Qi not to marry a common wife, but Su Mingxuan did it.

The child grew up, Su Muning grew up, but Su Changan looked more and more like the second master, and the second wife treated the child very well, but occasionally thought of Su Second master and Su Musheng.

Su Mingxuan later sent someone to ask Qingyun, Qingyun has also married now, and found a man who looks good but is actually a bully.

The two of them tempered each other, and they actually tempered the woman's temperament even more tenaciously.

When Su Mingxuan's people came to her, she was happily tricked out of the truth by ten taels of silver.

The two children belong to Second Master Su, and she was once forcibly occupied by Second Master Su.

Su Mingxuan didn't tell the second wife this news, but after the second wife got old, she still said in a daze that she already knew about it.

Sometimes, Su Mingxuan had to admit that women are indeed the most sensitive creatures in the world, and she should have guessed it when the second wife hugged Su Changan and cried for the first time.

Fifty years later, a girl from the Su family married to the Li family as a daughter-in-law. When she was packing up the things left by the grandfather of the Li family, she saw a portrait in the interlayer of the bed board.

There are two men in the portrait, one is tall and strong, and the other is as handsome as a peach.

No one has ever seen the painting technique of this portrait, only Master Li burst into tears when he saw it, and claimed that the two were his parents.

Li Jin, who is already in his fifties, has trembling hands, and the memories of his childhood are slowly coming back. The voices and smiles of his parents are vivid in his mind, but it is only 50 years, and the vicissitudes have already changed.

When Su Mingxuan died, Li Jin was already 60 years old. Li Jin received the news and brought a large family to Su Mingxuan's residence.

He always remembered that his second uncle, Li Miao, was the love of this man's life on the bed.

Su Chang'an was raised very well by them, he was neither careless nor playful, he studied with Su Mingxuan since he was a child, and was influenced by Li Miao, his whole person exuded a refined atmosphere.

In the past, when Li Jin and Su Changan went out together, many people would think that Li Jin was Su Changan's attendant if Li Jin hadn't dressed equally well.

Now, that elegant and dignified man was crying like a child, beside him was kneeling beside the white-haired old lady of the Qiao family, Su Muning, the only daughter of Su Mingxuan.

The old lady of the Qiao family cried so much that she almost passed out, but it was Su Changan who supported her so that she didn't fall down.

"father."

Su Changan's voice was hoarse, and it sounded like he was dying of illness.

"An'er, don't be sad. Daddy is going to find your little daddy. When the time comes, we'll be buried together. He's a coward. If I'm gone on Huangquan Road, I'm afraid he'll cry in fright."

He didn't sound disturbed at all, and even faced death calmly.

"I, I've lived for too long. If I can't go on, my elder brother will come and beat me. Little Miaoer has been waiting for me for too long. The road to Huangquan is so dark, so I can't rest assured."

Su Chang'an stared blankly at the old man lying on the bed. Li Miao passed away three years ago. Among his contemporaries, no one had survived him, leaving him to live alone.

Su Chang'an saw his father, a hale and hearty old man, decaying bit by bit, like an old tree, lifeless.

Today, his father really couldn't hold on anymore.

Li Jin ran back and forth between the Su family and the Li family since he was a child, and Su Mingxuan was considered half of his father.

Among the parents' generation, Su Mingxuan was the last to leave. Li Jin knelt on the ground, his eyes blurred with tears.

Su Mingxuan was lying on the bed. After he explained what happened behind him, there was nothing to say. The style of the bed curtain had not changed. It was chosen by Li Miao himself four years ago. The lotus style made it look fresh and natural.

Su Mingxuan looked at it, and shed tears. He saw his little Miaoer, a 14-year-old little Miaoer, who appeared in front of him wearing a coarse linen jacket with patches. His eyes were big, and stars were shining in his eyes .

Su Mingxuan heard his own voice, he said: "Our marriage is predestined, you are destined to be my little man wife."

Li Miao laughed, he has grown up slowly, a gentleman, gentle as jade, he has gradually grown into a man who can take charge of himself.

Su Mingxuan stretched out his hand, wanting to grab Li Miao's hand, but when he saw him, the young man standing by the Naihe Bridge turned around and smiled slightly: "Master."

The young man's small canine teeth seemed to have pierced Su Mingxuan's heart, and he whispered softly, "Little Miaoer."

Su Changan saw his father stretch out his hand, and in a split second, those hands covered with age spots slipped down without a sound.

"father…"

Su Muning's voice woke everyone up, and they gathered around, but Su Mingxuan was silent, with a smile on his mouth, very much like the first time he met Li Miao many years ago.

He said: "Five taels of silver, be my book boy."

The child's eyes were round, as if he had eaten candy: "Thank you, Master."