There was chaos in the mourning hall again.
All the people who came to the funeral couldn't help but secretly shake their heads -
It would be bad enough if he couldn't even support the family, but he actually caused more trouble.
This Gu, she is already a mother, but she is still so useless.
Poor brothers Zhao Qingyun and Zhao Qingsong, they have lost their father and their mother is still holding them back!
Gu Qingcheng: ...It's true that I'm more of a hindrance than a help.
But, Gu Qingcheng has to continue playing the role of such a dodder.
And "justified"!
What is this? I am weak, so I am right?
…
"Mother, are you awake?"
Zhao Qingyun walked into the bedroom holding a bowl in one hand and holding his brother's hand in the other.
When I looked up, I saw my mother's innocent look on her face.
Zhao Qingyun's eyes darkened. He was really afraid of his mother's naivety, weakness and gullibility.
However, now is not the time to talk about this, he still has something important to discuss with his mother.
Walking closer, Zhao Qingyun first placed the bowl on the table beside him.
He helped his mother up very skillfully and put a pillow behind her.
He raised his hand and gently touched the wound on his mother's forehead. The bleeding had stopped and the original lump had faded, leaving only a purple mark.
Mother, it should be fine!
Zhao Qingyun felt slightly relieved.
He turned around, picked up the bowl of porridge again, picked up the spoon and stirred it gently.
When the temperature was neither too hot nor too cold, he took the spoon and fed his mother directly.
The whole process was skillful and natural, as if it had been done countless times.
Gu Qingcheng: ...He is only nine years old, still a child who needs his parents' care.
Judging from his skillful movements, he must have learned to serve his mother earlier.
The original owner's mother really is, really is——
Gu Qingcheng didn't know how to comment.
After living two lives and spending hundreds of years in the mission world, Gu Qingcheng knows that not all parents are qualified to be parents.
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There are always scumbag fathers and weird mothers.
However, the fact that a mother needs her young child to serve her and does it so "naturally" still challenges Gu Qingcheng's cognition.
Although she was despising him in her heart, Gu Qingcheng still opened her mouth and enjoyed her son's service peacefully.
After eating a bowl of thick rice porridge, Gu Qingcheng finally felt like she was alive again.
After Zhao Qingyun fed his sick mother, he wiped her mouth and hands with a warm, wet towel.
Um?
So thoughtful?
It's almost meticulous.
As perceptive as Gu Qingcheng was, she noticed the abnormality at the first moment.
She had just integrated the original owner's memories and knew that the original owner was a dodder who relied on others.
The two sons learned to take care of their mother since they were young.
Therefore, Zhao Qingyun's behavior of feeding his child was normal.
However, when it comes to details, Zhao Qingyun was a little too attentive.
That’s right, it’s diligence.
There is a certain element of "performance" in it.
Gu Qingcheng remained calm, but observed Zhao Qingyun even more carefully.
A nine-year-old child is between a toddler and a teenager.
Zhao Qingyun is not short in stature, and standing there, he looks like a handsome young man.
He had fair skin and delicate features, and the coarse mourning clothes he wore made him look even more handsome.
One can imagine how handsome and handsome this boy will become in a few years.
Children of this age should still have clear eyes.
But, Zhao Qingyun didn’t!
His eyes were filled with wisdom and depth beyond his age.
deep?
This is the accumulation of years that only adults can have.
Zhao Qingyun, a nine-year-old child, has already started to plot.
Yes, calculation!
Gu Qingcheng saw this in his eyes.
"Alas, you are still young after all. You don't know how to cover up perfectly."
"Perhaps in a few years, this kid will grow up to be a true veteran. No wonder he is the 'male protagonist', destined to be a high-ranking official."
Gu Qingcheng sighed secretly.
She was looking at Zhao Qingyun, and Zhao Qingyun was also secretly observing his mother.
Huh?
After this illness, A Niang seems to have become more beautiful.
Zhao Qingyun knew that his mother was good-looking, and he and his brother had good looks because they looked like their mother.
However, A-niang was indeed pretty in the past, but not to this thrilling degree.
Zhao Qingyun knew that he was not normal. He was indeed grateful to his mother for giving birth to him, but he also disliked his mother for being useless.
But at this moment, facing such a beautiful and fragile mother, he could not feel too much resentment.
What are you complaining about?
Complaining that your mother can’t cook?
Can’t do laundry?
Can’t sew or do housework?
Such a beautiful mother, with a pair of slender, white and flawless hands.
Such a person is like a fairy in a painting, or a noble and distinguished person.
Isn't it a waste of talent to let her use such delicate hands to make fire and wash clothes?
Zhao Qingyun's first reaction was reluctance. He would rather do it himself than let her suffer at all.
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