"Sister will take you home." Qiao Xinyi reached out to hold Qiao Yunsong's hand.
Fortunately, he didn't break free or run away this time, and was led back by her.
Qiao Xinyi spoke softly to Qiao Yunsong along the way, telling him that evil deeds will be punished, and that no matter how far he had been, home would always be his home.
Qiao Yunsong kept raising his head to wipe his tears, then lowered it, and then raised his head again to wipe his tears.
When the two of them were about to reach the gate of the family compound, they happened to meet Chen Yubing who was coming out.
"Xinyi, why are you back again? What did you forget to bring?" After Chen Yubing finished speaking, she realized that Qiao Xinyi was holding the hand of a teenage boy, so she asked again, "Whose child is this?"
"Mom, love our child." Qiao Xinyi said, holding back tears.
Chen Yubing chuckled softly and immediately guessed who Qiao Xinyi brought with her. "Qiao Ye, right? Your sister Xinyi has mentioned you several times at home. Since we meet here by chance today, how about having dinner at your house tonight? Okay, I'm going to buy some groceries now. What do you want to eat..."
As Chen Yubing spoke, she walked forward and touched the boy's head enthusiastically. When she asked Qiao Ye what he wanted to eat, the boy in front of her slowly raised his head and looked at her.
When Chen Yubing saw Qiao Ye's appearance clearly, she was stunned. At that moment, she was so shocked that she lost the ability to speak.
This face had appeared in her dreams countless times.
She had imagined countless times in her mind what her child would look like when he grew up.
And at this moment, a face that was almost identical to the one she had imagined in her dream appeared in front of her.
The hand that Chen Yubing rested on Qiao Ye's shoulder was trembling.
Her lips trembled violently, and she tried several times to open her mouth but could not utter the slightest sound.
The name was stuck in her throat and she couldn't shout it out. She was so anxious that she started to cry.
"Mom, I brought Yunsong back." Qiao Xinyi said softly.
It took Chen Yubing several seconds before she began to cry. Then she hugged the child in front of her into her arms.
"My child~My child~Yunsong~My mother's Yunsong~"
"My poor child, you have suffered so much over the years. Mom has been so ungrateful to you. It was because I didn't take good care of you that you were sold."
"My child~"
The child who was moving stiffly in her arms at that moment was Chen Yubing's greatest treasure in the world, her heart that had been recovered, and the bright light that had been lit again in her life.
"You were six years old when you got lost. You can remember things. You've been back to the provincial capital for so long. Why don't you go home? Yunsong, do you hate your mother?"
Chen Yubing hugged the child in her arms tightly and cried uncontrollably.
"When you took my sister and brother away, I said that if I wanted to be obedient, you would want me." Qiao Yunsong's voice was hoarse.
"When they sold me, they also said that you wanted me. You let them sell me, saying that your sister and brother were enough, so you only took your sister and brother to your in-laws' house."
These words were like a sharp knife that pierced directly into the chest of mother Chen Yubing.
Language kills and draws blood, but every word takes life.
She let go of the child in her arms, and her self-blame came like a huge wave on the sea, swallowing her up.
She raised her head and slapped herself hard.
"Mom is right. I should have said that back then."
If she hadn't used these words to scold the child who wanted to follow her out, would the child have misunderstood her for so many years?
It is so easy for the children to return to the provincial capital. Will they go home immediately and not suffer the hardships of wandering?
"Mom!" Qiao Xinyi quickly stopped Chen Yubing from raising her hand again, "Don't blame you, don't blame Yunsong, don't blame Chen Ju and her family for being so vicious."
Not only did she sell her child, she also said such vicious and hurtful words to a six-year-old child.
"You're going to hit yourself." Qiao Yunsong was so anxious that he hugged her again, "Sister Xinyi, I told you that you didn't want to sell me out, and you were deceived. Sister Xinyi said that you have been looking for me and never thought of giving up looking for me."
He never thought of giving up. Even if he had children, he was the one that his mother was willing to give up.
So he forgave his mother.
"Mom." Qiao Yunsong choked up and called out this name that he missed so much, "Mom, I blame you."
With a sentence "I don't blame you", Qiao Yunsong forgave his mother and also let go of his past resentment.
"Let's go home." Chen Yubing wiped away her tears and held Qiao Yunsong's hand while holding Qiao Xinyi's.
Both of these children were hers, and they had gone through countless hardships to get back to her.
She had lived a really confused and unlucky life, but from now on, everything would be the same.
Her family with her children was reunited.
Qiao Xinyi followed Chen Yubing and Qiao Yunsong back to the family compound. The sun was already very hot at this time, and there were many grandmothers and aunts with children in the compound.
Chen Yubing usually has a good relationship with her family and calls her whenever she sees her.
"Grandma Dazhu, my Yunsong is back!"
"Grandpa Guoqing, look, my Yunsong is back~"
"Master Yu, I want to tell you a big happy event in my family! My Yunsong is back!"
Chen Yubing happily shares her good mood and the happy events at home with everyone she meets and knows.
When 꺘그 walked to the door of the house, many neighbors had already followed him.
Downstairs, one could even hear Grandma Liu holding her grandson's trumpet toy and shouting, "Everyone, Qiao Yunsong from our compound has been found! Yunsong is back home!"
Every simple face is filled with smiles. Every family celebrates a happy event, and every family is happy about a happy event.
Qiao Yunsong kept looking at the hand his mother was holding tightly to him. This was the way his mother looked in his memory, but the hand holding him now was very similar to the one in his memory.
This one is rougher and has more wrinkles.
For eleven years, he grew up with much difficulty.
It has been eleven years and his mother has grown old.
The only thing that has changed is this home.
When he was a child, he mischievously used his sister's pen to draw on the wall, and every stroke is still visible on the wall.
The old clock at home is still hanging on the wall and ticking. Even though eleven years have passed, the old clock is still working quietly.
The table with one leg broken by his kick when he was a child was still there in the corner, and even the brick padding the corner of the table seemed to be the same one he remembered.
During these eleven years, he had been secretly thinking about his home every day, and also imagining how happy and joyful his home would be after he left.
These fantasies made his resentment grow stronger and stronger.
But during these eleven years, his mother had not had an easy time either.
She must miss him as much as he misses home.
"Yunsong, from now on you and your brother Yunbai will live in the same room. Mom will draw a curtain here, and you and your brother will sleep on one side." Chen Yubing couldn't wait to show Qiao Yunsong her arrangement for this room.
Turning around, he said, "When Yunbai comes home to see you, that kid will be so happy to know that you're back!"
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