in2ebook Chapter 177 Qi Family Parents
Chapter 177 Qi Family Parents
Mother Qi anxiously watched Father Qi slowly walk into the house behind her. She hurried forward and hugged her son, her face filled with anxiety and worry as she asked, "Son, why did your eldest brother say he wasn't here? He also said he wouldn't be home anymore! What's going on? Tell me quickly!"
Qi's father felt a pang of grief as he watched his daughter-in-law's anxious expression. The words that had been stuck in his throat, words he didn't know how to speak, now felt even heavier. His lips trembled slightly as he tried to speak, but it felt as if an invisible force blocked his mouth. Finally, he simply lowered his head, covered his eyes with his hands, and sobbed silently.
Qi Jianlin looked at his parents' sorrowful faces and felt a surge of grief in his heart. Tears welled up in his eyes, but he fought hard to hold them back. He softly comforted them, "Dad, Mom, please don't be sad anymore. I'm a grown-up now, and sooner or later I'll need to leave home and make my own way in life. This is just bringing that time forward a little. It's no big deal."
As Qi's parents gazed at their son's resolute and understanding face and listened to his soothing words, the sadness deep within them grew increasingly difficult to suppress. They knew their child was about to embark on an unknown journey, facing countless hardships and dangers, but at this moment, no matter how much worry and reluctance they felt, they could only bury it deep in their hearts.
The mother stretched out her trembling hand, gently stroked Qi Jianlin's cheek, and said with a sob: "Son, I know you are ambitious and want to create a world of your own. Well, if you are sold to someone else's family, you will have no freedom! But the journey is long, and I am really worried..." The father nodded heavily to show his agreement with his wife's words.
Qi Jianlin held his mother's hand tightly and gave her a warm and resolute smile. "Don't worry, Mom! I will take good care of myself. No matter how great the difficulties and setbacks are, I will grit my teeth and persevere, and will never let you down. When I achieve something in my life, I will definitely come back to repay your kindness in raising me."
Qi Jianlin naively viewed his betrayal as a chance to travel and explore the world. However, how could his young and naive child understand the treacherous nature of human nature? Even his beloved grandparents could mercilessly sell him for a small profit, let alone strangers who were completely unrelated to him? While he still had value, he might receive some attention and care, but once he lost his usefulness, he would be discarded like a worn-out rag. Poor Qi Jianlin continued to comfort his heartbroken parents, unaware of the countless hardships and thorns that lay ahead.
Qi Jianlin was staying in the house with his parents when the door suddenly opened and his grandmother rushed in. "Hurry up and put on your clothes and go with your wife! Don't delay any longer!" his grandmother shouted at the top of her voice.
When Qi Jianlin's parents heard this, they were filled with reluctance. They subconsciously pushed Qi Jianlin behind them, as if they wanted to protect their son with their frail bodies.
However, this action angered Grandma. Her face darkened and she screamed, "You want to rebel? Send him out now! Do you think you can protect him forever by keeping him like this? Humph, I tell you, it's impossible! Even if you can protect him for a while, you can't protect him forever! Don't forget, you are all my biological children. How dare you rebel?"
After saying that, grandma rushed forward and effortlessly pushed Qi's parents aside. Then, she grabbed Qi Jianlin's arm tightly and dragged him out of the house.
Seeing this, Qi Jianlin's father and mother hurriedly reached out to grab Qi Jianlin's other hand, begging bitterly: "Mom, please be kind and let him down! We will work hard and will not let you down..." However, grandma was not moved at all, and still pulled Qi Jianlin hard, with no intention of letting go.
Qi Jianlin's grandmother gripped his arm tightly, pulling hard, seemingly completely unconcerned about whether Qi Jianlin felt any pain. Her wrinkled face revealed a sense of determination and anxiety, as if there was something important that Qi Jianlin had to do.
Qi Jianlin's parents, standing nearby, watched their son's face grimacing in agony as he was pulled apart. They couldn't help but feel a pity, but they didn't know how to stop Grandma Qi's seemingly rough behavior.
At this moment, Grandma Qi took advantage of the moment when Qi Jianlin's parents loosened their grip, quickly pulled Qi Jianlin up, and ran towards the carriage at the village entrance. Along the way, Qi Jianlin stumbled and almost fell several times.
When they finally arrived at the carriage, breathless, they saw the old man who had come today sitting there, waiting with a bored look on his face. Seeing them coming, the old man hurriedly stood up and said, "Oh, you're finally here! Hurry up and get in the carriage! It's getting late, and everyone is waiting impatiently!"
Before Qi Jianlin could react, Grandma Qi, without a word, used all her strength to push and shove Qi Jianlin into the carriage. Poor Qi Jianlin was like a rag doll, being manipulated by Grandma and squeezed into the narrow carriage.
The old man skillfully whipped his whip and shouted, "Gee!" The horse then set off, pulling the carriage forward slowly. As the old man continued to whip the horse's back, making crisp and loud sounds, the carriage gradually accelerated and began to move forward.
At this time, the Qi family's parents, who had been chasing closely behind, saw the carriage moving further and further away. They were extremely anxious and shouted for the carriage to stop while trying to catch up. However, no matter how hard they ran, they could not close the distance between them and the carriage.
Qi Jianlin leaned against the car window, staring longingly at his parents as they receded further and further behind him. He saw his mother's tear-stained face and his father, breathless but still refusing to give up, and a pang of grief welled up in his heart. He couldn't help but cry. He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Mom and Dad, don't worry, wait for me to come back!"
Qi's parents were heartbroken upon hearing their son's cries, but they gritted their teeth and continued to chase the carriage. However, a human's legs couldn't outrun a horse's four long legs. Despite their best efforts, the carriage gradually shrank from their sight until it vanished completely.
Seeing the carriage vanish completely, Mother Qi could no longer hold on. She collapsed powerlessly in the middle of the road, kneeling on the ground, covering her face with her hands, and bursting into tears. Her cries echoed across the empty road, bringing tears to anyone's eyes. Father Qi stood there, stunned, watching his grief-stricken wife, unsure how to comfort her.
Qi's father stood aside, looking at his crying wife with an anxious face, and kept muttering: "Don't cry, don't cry, if you cry anymore, your eyes will be swollen!" However, his words seemed to be drowned out by his wife's tears, and had no effect at all.
"Since this has already happened, it is a fact that cannot be changed! Even if you shed all your tears, what can you do? We still have to look forward!" Qi's father tried to comfort, with a hint of helplessness in his voice.
Suddenly, as if she had thought of something important, her mother jerked her head up, a flicker of fear in her eyes. When she heard her husband mention their youngest son, she suddenly came to her senses. Yes, how could she have forgotten that she had a young son at home? Would that wicked old woman have sold her son while she was away? The thought of this made her heart feel like it was being gripped by an invisible hand, the pain so intense that she could barely breathe.
"No, I have to go home quickly! My son..." she muttered to herself, struggling to stand up. Her legs had long been numb from kneeling and crying, and her body was swaying, as if a gust of wind could blow her down. But at this moment, the power of maternal love supported her, allowing her to run towards home regardless of everything.
Along the way, his mother stumbled and faltered, nearly falling several times. But she cared little for any of this. She had only one thought in mind: get home quickly to make sure her little son was safe. At the same time, she silently prayed, "God, please keep my child safe. Don't let that old woman hurt him..."
Mother Qi rushed home in a frenzy, her steps so hurried she felt like she was about to fly. Before she even set foot inside, she heard her youngest son's heartbreaking, resounding wail from afar, echoing throughout the courtyard. The sound of his cries was like a sharp sword, piercing her heart.
No one paid any attention to the poor little guy, leaving him crying uncontrollably. The little figure curled up in a ball, sobbing helplessly like a wounded animal, tears pouring out like a flood, and the crying almost made him breathless.
Seeing this, Qi's mother felt a pang of grief, her heart instantly shattering into countless pieces, scattered all over the floor. Throughout her life, she had never feared hardship, endured all kinds of grievances and torture, and willingly and tirelessly served her entire family. But what had she done wrong? Why had fate been so unfair, treating her and her children like this? She couldn't even protect her own children from being bullied. She felt so worthless!