MTL - After the Boss Retires, He Becomes Obsessed with Raising Cubs-Chapter 277 Sweet pet article's scumbag ex-fiance 3...

This name has never appeared in the client's memory, but Xie Hui, who has seen the original plot, finds it familiar. It seems to be a hidden guard trained by the heroine.

"Aren't you from the palace?"

"No, she will give me medicine when I fall down, and she will cover me with a quilt at night."

When thinking of these things, Xie Wumian was always filled with joy, feeling that there are still people in this world who care about him.

But now, after listening to what my grandfather said, there is an inexplicable discord in all the warm relationships.

Xie Wumian has always felt that what Aunt Suxi said was right, and every time he was happy because of his mother's gentle care for him, he felt inexplicably guilty of being sorry for his biological mother.

If everything my grandfather said is true...

Xie Wumian subconsciously stretched out his hands to cover his ears, his face was a little more struggling.

In the past few days, I have been very precious, and the book that I have to carry wherever I go, also accidentally slipped to the ground.

Apart from the halo of the protagonist, Xie Hui found it strange that the heroine stretched her hand so long.

He patted Xie Wumian's back comfortingly, and after he calmed down, he said softly:

"It's still too late, how about going to apologize to your mother?"

"Wu Mian, I admit, my grandfather doesn't like your biological mother either,"

"Your biological mother is a **** carefully cultivated by the princess. Because of her, my grandfather lost his mother and your father's years of hard work were in vain."

Xie Wumian has lost his mother since he was born, it would be a lie to say how deep the relationship between him and his mother is.

It's just that when I listened to what Aunt Suxi told me, I couldn't help but imagine that if my mother was still there, would he be a child who was loved by others.

"When your mother was buried, my grandfather went to see it. The guards beside my grandfather have been on the battlefield for many years. It can be seen at a glance that she was poisoned."

Xie Wumian, who was lying there sadly, suddenly raised his head when he heard this.

"Do you know dead men?"

"Dead man?"

Xie Wumian's voice subconsciously asked back, there was already some crying, and he suddenly felt embarrassed when he realized it. His grandfather told him not long ago that a good man should not cry easily.

Except for the royal family, if the rest of the people cultivate dead soldiers, they will be regarded as intending to rebel. Xie Hui only briefly explained to Xie Wumian.

"Back when your biological mother was pregnant and about to give birth, your father was still drunk all day long."

After more than ten years of hard work, once he won the first prize, he thought he would be able to show his ambitions, but he was knocked down from the clouds, fell into the mud and couldn't get up.

Coupled with the death of her closest grandmother, Xie Yuxuan used alcohol to relieve her sorrows, and was drunk all day long, but she didn't spend much time sober.

Finally, accompanied by his wife, he walked out slowly.

The commissioner did speculate that Xie Wumian's mother was a dead man who took poison, but there was no conclusive evidence.

Even if it is false now, it will become true in Xie Hui's mouth, or he hopes that the child will think it is true.

"Your biological mother was picked up from the brothel by the princess and trained as a dead warrior to approach your father. It is already a miracle that she was able to give birth to you."

"Yes, the princess killed my mother?"

Xie Wumian's pupils shrank suddenly, and the things that he couldn't figure out before seemed to be clear in this moment.

Standing up abruptly, he picked up the sword that his grandfather gave him before.

Xie Hui was taken aback by his sudden movement, and subconsciously wanted to stop him. The child who usually couldn't hold on to one move in his hands, even tried three moves with him today before being stopped by him.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to kill the princess and avenge my mother and father!"

"With your small arms and legs, even if you go, it's not enough for the guards around the princess to punch you."

Realizing that his grandfather was right, Xie Wumian dropped the sword he was clenched to the ground, and he didn't care to behave well in front of his grandfather, so he sat down on the ground and started crying.

Xie Hui let him cry, and after his crying gradually stopped, he patted his back lightly.

"All these years, your father has been looking for evidence, and one day the truth will come to light."

"Grandfather, I want to join the army, I want to be a general, I want to be like my grandfather did back then, and use my supreme military exploits in exchange for the emperor to thoroughly investigate this matter."

Xie Wumian's voice was still a little immature, but his attitude was very firm.

"The most important thing in front of us now is to read and write."

That book of Thirty-Six Strategies made Xie Wumian realize the wonder of the art of war, and he was not as arrogant as before. After realizing that reading is really useful, he eagerly wants to read.

But because of his own problems, he has misunderstood his mother for so many years, and now he is asked to go find someone, and he can't hold back for a while.

"Now I can teach you first, but my grandfather doesn't know much. When I get to a place where my grandfather doesn't know, I still have to ask my master to help."

"Um."

Xie Wumian nodded lightly, picked up the Art of War that he didn't know when it fell down before, and after making sure it wasn't broken, he carefully hugged it in his arms.

…

On this day, when Xie Yuxuan came back from the outside and wanted to say hello to his father, he just walked to the door of his father's yard when he heard a child's voice coming from inside.

When you walk in, raise your hand to signal those people not to communicate.

Through the open window, one can see behind the desk in the study, a child in dark blue clothes standing there, behind him an old man is holding his hand, practicing calligraphy on rice paper.

While writing, teach him to read.

"Heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow."

"sky…"

Xie Wumian had just finished writing a word, when he heard what his grandfather said, he subconsciously wanted to read it, and after only reading one word, he forgot the rest.

"Heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow."

Xie Hui repeated it again. After patiently teaching him to write all four characters, he noticed a person standing outside the door and looked up.

Xie Yuxuan bowed hurriedly to salute his father when he came to see him.

"Go to the martial arts field by yourself, first practice the one I taught you yesterday."

Xie Wumian nodded lightly when he heard his grandfather's words. Although he already understood that it is natural for his father to resent him, he had misunderstood his father for many things before, but it was still difficult to change for a while.

But when he passed by his father, he saluted and called his father with a voice as thin as a mosquito.

Because it was in front of her father, Xie Yuxuan didn't show any disgust.

"Father, he is too young now, has he disturbed his purity?"

"No problem."

Xie Hui walked to the soft bed with his son and sat down, staring at the official uniform he was wearing now, and pushed a cup of tea in front of him.

"Going out this time, it's hard work."

Although all of Xie Yuxuan's fame was crossed out at the beginning, fortunately, the emperor did not prohibit him from continuing the scientific research.

In the second palace examination, Xie Yuxuan's essays were still well written, but His Majesty hated him because of the previous incident, and he didn't even enter the top three.

Now in the officialdom, he is also struggling.

"fine."

Xie Yuxuan thought of the child just now, compared to the last time he saw him, he obviously knew a lot more rules.

He didn't like to see Xie Wumian being too good, and wished that he would never appear in front of him.

After realizing the importance his father attached to that child, he felt an inexplicable unwillingness for a while.

"You know why I treat that kid so well?"

Xie Hui seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and said it directly without him needing to speak.

"Why? Dad, have you forgotten, if it wasn't for that incident, grandma..."

Xie Yuxuan couldn't help but get red eyes every time she mentioned her grandmother.

Before his grandmother died, he knelt in front of his grandmother's couch. Her last words still felt sorry for him, and she hoped that he could relax and live a good life in the future, without even a single word of blame.

"Yuxuan, how could I forget? It's not just your grandmother."

"But do you really think that all this is Xie Wumian's fault?"

Xie Hui asked a counter-argument in a calm voice, which made Xie Yuxuan dare not look his father directly in the eyes.

Of course he knew that the child hadn't done anything wrong, and the child was innocent, but the existence of Xie Wumian just made him feel stuck in his throat.

As long as he saw the existence of that child, he couldn't help but think of all the past.

If he hadn't been in a daze all day because of drunkenness, he would have given someone a bowl of abortion medicine when he knew that the concubine was pregnant.

"father…"

Xie Yuxuan has a lot to say to his father at this moment, for example, he is not a saint, he cannot do everything clearly.

Even if it was to vent his anger, he didn't want to see Xie Wumian once.

The classmates who took part in the imperial examination in the same year as him are now in the third rank of the official rank, but he is the only one who still achieves nothing.

"Yu Xuan, if that child Wu Mian could choose his own origin, he might not be willing to crawl out of that woman's belly. But he couldn't, he couldn't do anything at that time."

"Don't tell me that you love that child as your own. You have neglected that child for so many years. Now...you should pay more attention to him."

"Even if it's just pretending, a few greetings to him are fine."

After hearing what his father said, Xie Yuxuan nodded slightly.

"I see, Dad."

If it was when he was young and vigorous, even if his father asked him to kneel in the ancestral hall, Xie Yuxuan would never compromise.

But after so many years, he has experienced countless setbacks, and life has long smoothed his edges and corners. After calming down and thinking about it, in fact, the child is indeed right.

On the training ground, Xie Wumian, who was carrying a big sword, was a little absent-minded.

Before, he always thought that it would be best if his father didn't like him, so that he wouldn't feel bad about it.

But now I know that I have misunderstood many things, thinking about my attitude towards my parents, and thinking about the things my biological mother did...

Xie Wumian sat there, propped his chin and sighed, he always felt that his father would hate him very much.

Suddenly, a strange yet somewhat familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Xie Wumian."

"hold head high?"