Lying Win: My villains are all reborn

Chapter 198 The story of thirty-three years ago (Second update, please vote for me)

As he spoke, he took Fang Lao and Bing Lao one by one and hurried forward: "Let's go, let's let them see, our half of the sky will never fall."

"Hahaha……"

Watching the old men disappear again with hearty smiles, Wen Nian looked at Wen Zhengyuan with a smile: "Mr. Wen, please come this way."

When he came to her personal office and sat down, Wen Nian put a glass of water in front of her: "First drink a glass of hot water to warm yourself up."

"Although it's summer, rainy days and sunny days are two extremes, so you can't be careless."

"Thank you."

Wen Zhengyuan held the cup in both hands and raised his body slightly, "Don't be busy, let's just chat casually."

"OK."

Wen Nian sat down next to him, took a drink from his water glass, and then looked at the middle-aged man in front of him: "Did you say something happened on the phone?"

"Well, let me tell you a story."

Wen Zhengyuan didn't know how to speak for a moment, so he could only tell it in the form of a story.

Wen Nian blinked, smiled and nodded: "I'm all ears."

The man took a deep breath and spoke slowly: "Thirty-three years ago, on the twelfth day of the fifth lunar month..."

As he told it, Wen Nian quickly realized that the five-year-old boy in the story was the man in front of him.

But the content of his story was very different from what Wen Nian knew.

Things go back thirty-three years ago.

The war had just ended that year, but most areas of China had settled down.

At this time, Wen Qixing, the literary father who had gone on an expedition, was awarded the title of General for his outstanding military exploits.

After finally settling down, Wen Qixing did not forget his wife and children at home, so he wrote a letter asking his wife, who was raising a baby in his hometown, to take their son back to Beijing to reunite.

Upon receiving the letter, my mother Liu Xiangling was overjoyed. She simply packed up and set off with the gifts from her mother and son, and the clothes and shoes she had made for her husband.

At that time, transportation was extremely inconvenient.

Therefore, Liu Xiangling, who was pregnant with Liujia and her five-year-old eldest son, could only rely on the road she used to send her husband to the war, and stop and go along the way.

Until May 12th, the mother and son passed through a mountain path and found a couple panicking on the roadside, not knowing what to do.

When the mother and son stepped forward, they realized that the other's wife was about to give birth and was bleeding heavily, but the baby had not come out yet.

When Liu Xiangling saw this, her two lives were likely to be lost if no one helped.

So the kind-hearted woman had to find a relatively secluded place to put the package down, and whispered to the young children to watch her house and bow.

He, with his heavy body, stepped forward to help.

The other party first asked the man to help send his wife into the bamboo forest.

Five-year-old Wen Zhengyuan didn't know how much time passed, but when he heard the man's cry, he was so frightened that he hugged his luggage tightly and did not dare to go out to see.

It wasn't until there was no more movement that the little boy plucked up the courage to stick his head out.

As a result, I saw the couple hurriedly leaving with the baby in their arms like thieves, but the mother did not come back for a long time.

The child was scared, nervous and a little overwhelmed.

But thinking of his mother, the little boy was so frightened that he still searched for the place where the couple came out.

Unexpectedly, I saw my mother lying in a pool of blood, and beside her there was a package wrapped tightly in old clothes.

And my mother’s originally big belly also became smaller.

The little boy vaguely knew what happened, but he wasn't particularly clear.

I was so afraid that I stretched out my hand to push my mother and call her. But my mother was unconscious and couldn't call her.

Fortunately, after Wen Qixing wrote a letter home and felt it was inappropriate, he sent two personal guards home to pick him up.

Passing through this mountain forest, I heard the cry of a child, so I came in to check the situation, and then I rescued the mother and son safely.

(End of chapter)