Chapter 370: "vitality"

Chapter 370: "vitality"

  Chapter 370 "Vitality"

  The servant woman realized that she was preventing the mother and son from reuniting for a long time, and hurriedly responded: "I should be, I am confused!"

   Then smiled and turned and walked out, closing the door from the outside.

   Hearing the footsteps far away, Zhan Yunzhu slowly turned his head back and looked at his mother who was much older due to illness.

   "Gunping..."

  Jia clung to his son's hand tightly, and smiled with tears and called this name that he thought about every day and night.

   "Mother's body is not good... During this period of time, he was not able to serve his mother, and the son was extremely ashamed." Zhan Yunzhu raised his other hand and wiped away tears for Jia Shi.

  "This is the retribution that the mother deserves, and no one complains about the mother..."

Jia's eyes were a little dazed: "In order to cling to the Xia family, we did such a wrong thing and harmed the innocent girl... owing such a bad debt, this is retribution, just like the gods came down from the sky... Retribution that made the murderer of the Xia family invisible..."

  She is a believer in Buddhism. She had a conscience at first when she helped her husband to do those things. Later, when something happened, she first thought of the word retribution.

  She couldn't afford to be ill, although she was shocked by her husband and son's accident, but it was also because she was stuck in guilt and confession day and night and couldn't get out.

  Because there is no money to buy tonics and ask a smart doctor, the body can only collapse a little bit like this.

  Hearing her talk about it, Zhan Yunzhu looked at her straightly: "Mother, these things have passed, so don't mention them again."

  At the beginning, the world did not know that he was also a participant.

  If it is spread out, it is easy to ruin everything he has worked so hard to once again.

  It seems that my mother is really sick...

   "No...Mother said this, I have important words to tell you..." Jia Shi looked at his son and said, "Jinping, we must remember that everything has cause and effect. People live and cannot do bad things..."

"Have you heard about your sister?" Jia's tears were streaming down when he mentioned his daughter, and his voice was dumb: "She was the one who didn't know about that matter, but she was also affected by the evil in our family. The debt was implicated, as if she had been caught in an evil spirit, she went to calculate the Xu family girl for no reason...Finally, she was exiled. What do you think this is not retribution?"

  Seeing that she kept talking about it like a demon, Zhan Yunzhu didn't stop it anymore, only looking at her calmly.

"I confessed in front of the Buddha every day... I begged the Buddha over and over again to fulfill all the retribution to me alone, as long as I can make my Jinping come back alive and peacefully, even if I suffer all the pain and torment. If I die, I would rather—Gunping, do you think the Buddha heard everything?"

  Jia cried and laughed and said: "That means that God still cares for my son... Our family has received enough retribution."

  Speaking, a ray of hope burst into his eyes: "Gunping, we still have a chance. In the future, we must do good deeds, do good deeds, and accumulate blessings and virtues... the days will always get better..."

  Zhan Yunzhu smiled: "Mother is right, the days will be better. The son has done this to save him, and it will not take long before he can enter the court as an official."

   "Help..." Jia was surprised and delighted, and even more incredulous: "Really?"

  Zhan Yunzhu nodded.

   "After the son was thrown into the river, he was rescued by Lord Shang Shuji of the Ministry of War, but because of this he suffered from amnesia. He forgot about the past and only remembered a few days ago, so he hurried to see his mother."

  He knows what to say to make his mother happy.

  As for the difficulty and danger of the process, there is no need to mention half a word, and let mother listen to it happily.

  "Mother knows that you are filial. I haven't come back for so long, so I must have encountered something..." Jia said: "Ji Shangshu saved you, and you are your benefactor. In the future, we have to repay others!"

Then he said: "And the master Ji from Jingya, Ji Fuyin... is also a good person, a good official! And with Miss Xu, Jiaojiao almost harmed her, but after Jiaojiao was taken to the Yamen, Miss Xu I have to send someone to take care of me... This must be a consideration of the love of our family in the past..."

  Zhan Yunzhu's eyes overflowed with a smile, and said slowly: "Zhao Zhao has always been hard-mouthed and kind..."

   "Yes, we not only have to thank, but we should also pay in person. After the mother's body is better, we will go to Zhenguo Gongfu to make a plea. The Xu family has always been bold and generous, and will forgive us..."

  Zhan Yunzhu let out a seemingly non-existent chuckle, and squinted his eyes to look at his old and sick mother.

   Didn’t the mother say that as long as he came back, she was willing to suffer all the pain to death?

  How come now, thinking again, do you want to raise your body?

  Sure enough, in the bones of human beings, they are all greedy and never satisfied.

  His eyes looked at his mother’s dry lips, sallow face, muddy eyes, and dry gray hair inch by inch.

   "Mother's illness, what did the doctor say?"

  "The doctor said..." Jia's eyes dodged, as if he didn't want to worry about his son: "The doctor said that it would be good to take care of it with care, and now that my mother sees you back, she feels that she is more than half healed..."

  Zhan Yunzhu nodded, turned around and raised his hand to pour a bowl of tea, brought the thick porcelain bowl with the gap to Jia's face, and said, "Mother, have a cup of tea."

  Before the son’s bed, Jia is only in a dream. Jia’s heart is full of joy and joy, so he drank from the bowl in his son’s hand.

  But the tea was already cold, and after only a few sips, she coughed violently.

  Zhan Yunzhu put the tea bowl down without hurriedly, and patted her back gently.

   Jia's cough made strange flushes on his face, and when he stopped, his whole body seemed to be drained.

  Zhan Yunzhu helped him to lie down.

   "Ginping...Mother is okay, don't worry." After a big cough, Jia's voice was horribly hoarse.

"But my son doesn't want his mother to suffer like this anymore." Zhan Yunzhu sighed lightly, and said in a low voice: "Mother's illness may not be cured... The mother's grace, the son can only repay the next life. ."

   "Mother will be fine..." Jia shook his head to his son, and tried to twitch his mouth, trying to make his expression look less painful.

In   's eyes, the son stretched out his hand and took the pillow that stood upright on the head of the bed.

  Jia is still smiling.

  The son is very filial, she will get better, and the son will be an official, he should soon marry a wife and have children, then she can also enjoy the family happiness...

  She will teach children to do good deeds and do good deeds...

  The vitality in her heart is spreading and growing rapidly, and the anticipation of the future made her forget to feel the pain in her body for a while.

  However, the pillow taken by her son was not placed behind her head as she imagined...

  (End of this chapter)