Chapter Eighty-Five: Beggar(2/2)
You Chuiyun looked at him for a long time: "Only children can cry and complain to adults about their resentment and grievances."
Yun Qingxia thought for a while and said, "I visited your mother's grave before I came here. I told her that I would tell her everything about you."
You Chuiyun suddenly felt that his legs were weak. He was a little unsteady and leaned against the wall.
His voice was very low: "Is my mother really... dead?"
Although he had always refused to believe it, since he had never seen it with his own eyes, You Chuiyun always had a glimmer of hope.
"Um."
Yun Qingxia said: "She is buried in Tianlong Temple in the capital."
You Chuiyun supported the wall with his hands: "Can I...do I have a chance to see her?"
"certainly."
You Chuiyun suddenly said loudly: "Why didn't my father allow me to go in when I passed through the capital? Why did you leave me in Xiaoyaoguan? Why didn't you tell me that she was buried in Tianlong Temple."
Yun Qingxia suppressed any expression. He did not answer, but shook his head gently.
You Chuiyun felt like there was a big mountain pressing down on him.
He squatted down slowly, just like he hugged his legs and huddled there after being bullied before.
At this time, he thought he would squeeze out a few tears, but he found that he couldn't cry at all, but he really wanted to cry.
“When I was the poorest, I was robbed and I didn’t even have a meal ticket. I went to the street to ask for food and fought with a lame beggar. He tried to snatch my steamed buns, but he bit me with his open teeth.
, I bit off a piece of meat and it hurt a lot, but I held on to the half piece of steamed bun and didn’t let go, because I hadn’t eaten in two days.”
You Chuiyun hugged his legs, his eyes dull.
"During that time, I was often chased away with sticks because they didn't allow me to hide from the wind and snow at their door, and they didn't allow such a ragged beggar to appear during the Chinese New Year to ruin their good luck for the year.
It was the most dangerous time. I almost froze to death on the street. I could smell the food in every house, so I had to strangle my stomach with my belt. I wanted to rush in and grab food at all costs, but
I know I do that..."
You Chuiyun raised his head slightly: "If I do that, I am not worthy of being the Young Master of the Yinxiao Sect."
Chapter completed!