Chapter 900

Looking at Qiao Lian’s bewildered look, Zhu Jiu grabbed her hand and placed it on the three red moles, and said, “Mom, it’s me. Do you recognize me?”

The mother screamed Qiao Lian instantly collapsed, tears surging outward like a flood that opened the gate.

"...My son, you are my son...My son is still alive."

Obviously, it should be the joy of being lost and regained, but Qiao Lian seemed to be released after a long time of depression. She stroked the red mole under his collarbone over and over again, and started crying loudly.

Her cries were miserable, and Zhu Jiu felt distressed: "Mom, I'm alive and well. Don't cry, no one will separate us."

Qiao Yi also persuaded, "Mom, it's a good thing that I found my brother, why are you still crying? You see how handsome and more like you are. Our family of four will not be separated in the future."

Others followed to persuade, Qiao Lian cried for a while, and finally calmed down.

At this time, she came up with a question, and she held Zhu Jiu's hand with anxiety, "How did you escape from him? Are you safe now? Will he come back to catch you?"

I wish Jiu Jiu didn't hide anything, and told Qiao Lian a piece of his life over the years.

Qiao Lian listened and cried, and while feeling distressed for his son, he hated He Junbai even more. But when she learned that Fei Wenxuan was killed by the demon, she fell silent unexpectedly.

The two brothers and sisters looked at each other, a little bit confused about what they meant to be.

Qiao was afraid of touching her mother's mold, so he winked Zhu Jiu asked. Zhu Jiugang recognized his mother, and he wouldn't be angry when he asked her mother.

I wish Sister Jiu Pao, what else can I say, so I bit the bullet and asked, "Mom, are you still thinking about Fei Wenxuan?"

It’s okay if he doesn’t ask, he doesn’t know what bad memories Qiao Lian has brought back when he asks, his face sinks, and he says: "Yi Yi, Xiao Jiu, this person has nothing to do with you, I hope you will always Don't mention this person again."

"But, Mom, Fei Wenxuan..."

Qiao wanted to say that she couldn’t help but mention that her husband hasn’t been cured yet.

was severely interrupted by Qiao Lian, "What? You don't listen to me?"

The words that came to her mouth whirled twice in her throat, and she dared not say anything.

She has been with Qiao Lian for four years, and she has long regarded Qiao Lian as her mother. Qiao Lian has a bad temper. When she squatted before, Qiao Lian would beat her with a drag. To be honest, she was a little scared of being beaten. It's a surrender of conditioned reflex.

"Mom, Qiao Qiao didn't listen to you, she was doing this for me."

He Yunting, who hadn't spoken from beginning to end, attracted the attention of everyone in the room as soon as he spoke.

Qiao was also dumb for a moment, this guy, how can mom call her more smoothly than her!

Qiao Lian just met his son, and his eyes were full of Zhu Jiu, and he couldn't see anyone at all. Suddenly, a young man with a sign appeared, not only calling his mother, but also saying that it was all for him.

She glanced at her daughter, and saw that Joe lowered her head with a guilty conscience, and secretly struck the young man with her arm, clearly in her heart.

"Who are you?" she asked deliberately.

This question is rather dry. He Yunting called her mother just now, but Qiao Lian asked him who he was.

Difficult, let him answer, am I your son-in-law?

This is too embarrassing, and Joe will be guilty of cancer when he hears embarrassingly. The little hand held the corner of He Yunting's clothes, worried for him.

Unexpectedly, He Yunting grabbed her hand and said to Qiao Lian, "I am the father of your grandson and granddaughter."

(End of this chapter)