After rebirth, the little junior sister’s salty life

Fu Jingheng quickly calmed down, but the grief in his heart surged like a tide. He followed the group of women silently, watching them casually put his beloved mother into a simple coffin, and then casually found a place to bury her.

At this moment, Fu Jingheng's heart was filled with resentment, and this resentment was especially focused on his father. From childhood to adulthood, he always knew that he was not a child loved by his father.

No matter how hard he tried or how well he did, his father always turned a blind eye and was reluctant to give him even a hint of concern. Every time he was criticized and punished, Fu Jingheng's name was always among them, as if he was the one who could never satisfy his father.

However, despite such cold treatment, Fu Jingheng never felt resentful, because deep in his heart, he always believed in the existence of fatherly love, even if it was just a tiny bit of warmth.

However, when he saw his mother being treated so carelessly, his once hopeful heart was completely shattered. At this moment, he looked at the man who had no respect for his mother, and the hatred that surged in his heart was like a huge wave that could not be contained.

He clenched his teeth tightly, clenched his fists, and his nails dug deep into his palms, but he didn't feel any pain. The loving face of his mother appeared in front of him. She had been looking forward to his birth so much, even if it meant sacrificing her own life, but now she was buried so miserably.

Fu Jingheng could not accept this fact. He felt that the whole world was against him, and the instigator of all this was his father.

No matter how hard he screamed, no matter how hysterically he yelled, he could not change the reality before his eyes. His despair and pain were like a surging tide, drowning the whole world, but no one could hear the cry from the bottom of his heart.

After all his emotions were exhausted, he slowly stood up and took a deep breath to calm himself down a little, because he knew that now was not the time to indulge in sadness, as there was still a crucial thing waiting for him to complete.

He had to find the baby and figure out where he was placed. So he began to search everywhere in the huge palace, leaving no corner untouched. After a long search, he finally found an old woman holding a baby in a secluded courtyard.

He was not unfamiliar with this woman, he only knew that everyone called her Aunt Liu. At this moment, Aunt Liu was gently rocking the baby in her arms, her eyes full of love and tenderness.

Fu Jingheng watched this scene quietly, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. He sneered and said to himself: "Haha, this is my cold-blooded father! Even when it comes to his own flesh and blood, he can be so hard-hearted and merciless."

Once upon a time, he still had a last bit of hope for his father, hoping that he would care about the father-son relationship, but now, this hope has long since turned into nothing and disappeared without a trace.

As time flies, the baby has grown into a lively and lovely child who can run and play freely in the yard. This secluded yard is rarely visited by people, and even the emperor personally ordered that no one should set foot here.

On a quiet night, Fu Jingheng sat quietly beside the child's bed as usual, staring at the small body. At this moment, a miracle happened - the child in front of him actually opened his big watery eyes and looked at him with confusion on his face.

"Big brother, who are you? How come you are in my room?" The childish voice sounded like the sound of nature, which shocked Fu Jingheng. He never thought that such a young child could see him! Perhaps from this moment on, their fate will be rewritten.

In the past, this untaught child would play to his heart's content every day and quietly learn the knowledge that his elder brother taught him! However, his elder brother had warned him that the secret between them must be kept strictly, and once it was leaked, they might not be able to meet again in the future.

Being a well-behaved and sensible boy, he naturally understood the interests involved, so he followed his elder brother's instructions. After all, for an obedient child, his elder brother's words were like an imperial decree that could not be disobeyed.

His older brother also gave him a nice name, Fu Jingheng, and today he also learned how to write his own name.