old love contract

Chapter 91 Should Be Qiao Ran's
"Lu Jichen, don't make noise, we're going to sleep." Qiao Ran whispered.

"Mummy, what is Daddy doing?" Little Runjie poked his head out of her arms, and looked at Lu Jichen behind her by the light of the desk lamp.

"Ray, let's ignore him!"

Damn woman!Also instigated children!

Lu Jichen's hand slowly moved down from her waist, with gentle movements, he pulled up the hem of her nightgown little by little. The thick fabric of the nightgown rubbed against her skin, and it felt a little itchy. She quietly caught it. Take his hand and grab it hard as a warning.

He didn't make a sound, and remained motionless. After a few seconds, Qiao Ran let go of his hand, but he held it back!
"What's wrong with Daddy?" Little Runjie asked with concern.

"He's trying to die!" Qiao Ran said angrily.

"What is death?" The little guy asked innocently, Lu Jichen suppressed the pain, "Ray, go to bed!" He coolly ordered his son.

The little guy didn't dare to ask any more, and lay down in Qiao Ran's arms again, sucking the fragrance of her body, closing his eyes, wrapping his little hands around her waist, sleeping in Mummy's arms, that was happiness.

"Lu Jichen, be more honest!" Qiao Ran did not forget to warn him coldly.

Such a harmonious and warm atmosphere was destroyed by him!
……

She slowly opened her eyes, her heart throbbed because of his confession.

But she was also sad because she didn't respond to him, and because of her ulterior motives towards him.

Why should there be such a deep gulf between them?

Perhaps it was in response to the curse of the ancestors of Lu and Qiao. They fell in love and it didn't end well.

After about ten minutes, Lu Jichen came back, Qiao Ran turned his back to him, hugged the child and fell asleep, he came into the bed, not as hot as before, but cool, even a little cold.

She frowned, feeling very strange, but she didn't expect that Lu Jichen had gone to take a cold shower.

He naturally put his arms around her waist, with her in his arms and her son in her arms, just like a normal family of three, sleeping warmly and harmoniously on the same bed...

There is even an illusion that they are a real family of three.

Just like this has been happy and warm, how wonderful!

After recuperating her body, she might still be able to conceive. He hopes that the next child will be a daughter, because the boy may suffer from hemophilia, and he also lacks a daughter. When the time comes, the daughter will be intimate with him, and the mother and son will be jealous!

Lu Jichen thought foolishly in his heart, a sweet and happy smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

In the past, this was also his blueprint for the future. There were sons and daughters, a family of four, living a warm and happy life.

This blueprint has been torn up, and now he has pieced it together again...

The next day, Qiao Ran was taken by Cao Huixian to burn incense on the mountain, because it was about to be late in the New Year's Eve, and he wanted to offer incense.Qiao Ran has no religious beliefs, and went to the mountains just to accompany her mother-in-law.And this temple is actually her sad place.

Cao Huixian took her up the mountain, of course, he also had his own purpose.

Trying to rely on the Buddhist holy land to expel her thoughts of revenge in her heart.

The mother-in-law was burning incense devoutly. She was wandering in the yard. She couldn't help but follow the route in memory and walked to a temple in the backyard of the temple, where the ever-burning lanterns were enshrined.

She stepped in, and there were white long-burning lamps hanging from the beams of the roof, hanging down, and the candles flickering. On each white lantern, there was a red cloth strip, and a black brush was used on the cloth strip. Write the name of the deceased.

They are like sad corpses, and her child is among them.

Her nose was sore, her eyes were flushed, and among the several lanterns, she couldn't find the child's one...

Cao Huixian was led here by the little monk in the temple. Seeing Qiao Ran there, she breathed a sigh of relief, "Qiao Ran, what are you doing?" She asked suspiciously. Turn around, as if looking for something.

"Benefactor, you can't come here casually." The little monk stepped forward, walked up to her, put his hands together, and said politely.

"Master, help me find my child here, help me find him, I want to see him!" Qiao Ran said excitedly, Cao Huixian was stunned, she had never seen Qiao Ran so restless, even flustered .

child?

Is it the child who was aborted?
Thinking that it was also a child of the Lu family, Cao Huixian felt guilty.

"Female benefactor, please tell me your name, so I can find it easily." The little monk said, Qiao Ran reported his name, the monk took a thick book, rummaged through it, and found it in the tenth row. Ten lanterns, found her "child"

The ever-burning lamp was still on, and the exterior of the lantern looked a little old, but the handwriting on the hanging red cloth was long gone.After she came here to enshrine this lamp, she never came to see it again. Several years have passed, where does this child live now?Reincarnated?

She became calmer than before, standing there with her head up, looking at the lamp sadly, as if she was looking at her own child, her eyes were moist, and tears fell uncontrollably.

Cao Huixian was a little shocked. As a woman and a mother, she was moved by Qiao Ran's sad appearance. This child is not so heartless. Why did she have to kill that child cruelly?
Make yourself so miserable!

She approached quietly, looked up, put her hands together, and chanted scriptures in pieces, while the young monk in the blue-gray monk's uniform bowed her head slightly, clasped her hands, and also chanted devoutly.

Whenever she misses her child, she becomes "abnormal" just like at this moment, forgetting her mother-in-law, forgetting her own identity, and turning her head stiffly, "Master, can I get a new lamp?" He asked stiffly, feeling that the lamp was too old, like a child's clothes, it was old, and it was time to change into new ones.

The little monk nodded, "Wait a minute, the benefactor, I invite Master to come." After the little monk finished speaking, he ran away quickly.

"Qiao Ran, don't be too sad. After all, the child has not yet formed..." In today's society, abortion is a very normal thing. Cao Huixian felt that she was a little sad. Qiao Ran wiped away her tears and regained consciousness. , mother-in-law doesn't know yet, isn't this child aborted?

He smiled slightly, didn't say anything, wiped away his tears, and after a while, the abbot of the temple came over, took a few monks with him, and performed the ceremony of transcending salvation again.

The abbot took a brush and wrote the dates of the children's birth and death on the red cloth, and Qiao Ran reported them one by one.

"How could it be..." Cao Huixian looked at the date and was shocked. The date was a day four years ago. The child was born on that day and died on that day!

Isn't this child aborted?How can there be birth and death days?And on the same day?
Qiao Ran saw her mother-in-law's surprise and didn't tell her. Instead, she waited for the abbot and abbot to ask the little monk to hang up the lamp.

"Benefactor, please mourn, don't read it, it is also a salvation for the dead." The abbot clasped his hands together, bowed his head, and said.

Qiao Ran nodded, donated incense money from the box, and walked out of the temple with Cao Huixian.

"Qiao Ran! What's going on?" Cao Huixian asked calmly when he walked into the yard, with a serious expression.

Qiao Ran regained her composure and rationality, and after thinking for a while, she slowly spoke, "Ah Chen hasn't told you yet, have I? Actually, I didn't kill the child back then." She said with a wry smile, Cao Huixian's face instantly turned pale, and her figure shook Akira, "That child..."

"This is the child, I gave birth, but he died on the day he was born, it was a boy..." Qiao Ran said with a wry smile, taking a deep breath while speaking.

The sky is gray, the whole body is cold, not afraid of being known by the mother-in-law, at least, there is an extra sympathy.

(End of this chapter)