Although she has read the history books thousands of times, she is still stubbornly looking for them line by line.

Late at night, Shu Ran knocked on Lin Nianzi's room with a supper, the door was not closed, she saw through the crack in the door, the ground was full of open books, scattered and blocked the bedroom, and Lin Nianzi sat between these books, looking carefully.

Shu Ran walked over softly and placed the prepared supper on the table, while she sat on the sofa with only a little open space, and she quietly watched her daughter's concentration.

Shu Ran still remembers that when Lin Nianzi first remembered, when other people's children could only watch cartoons and noisily asked their mother how old they were to play with toys, her daughter was already very sensible and read there with a thick sea of words.

At that time, she still remembered that Xiao Nianzi, who was only seven years old, hugged Cihai and explained to them seriously: "I want to work hard to get familiar with them." ”

At the time, everyone treated it as a child's joke, but two months later, the child had memorized most of the words. And the first thing she did to learn these words was to get her father to buy a bunch of history books. And those levels of professionalism are definitely not something that a seven-year-old can understand.

Perhaps from that time, Shu Ran thought that Lin Nianzi's obsession with history had reached the point of obsession, and every time she asked for a gift, Lin Nianzi would always happily say that she wanted history books, and every time she traveled, the place she wanted to go would always be an ancient city related to history and culture, both at home and abroad.

Shu Ran looked at her daughter's serious face, and her eyebrows and eyes expressed satisfaction, for a mother, as long as her daughter is happy, she is already very satisfied.

"How long have you been watching me?" Lin Nianzi raised her long-lowered head and moved, and accidentally saw her mother on the sofa, she consciously put down the book in her hand, and didn't bother to clean it up, so she walked directly to her mother and sat down, looking at the supper at the table, her eyes showed satisfaction.

"Where's my dad?" Lin Nianzi took a piece of mung bean pastry, put it to his mouth, and bit it gently, and in an instant, the fragrance of mung beans overflowed his mouth.

"He, like you, was busy all day long, and when he left from you, he went to the study. ”

Lin Nianzi seemed to feel her mother's complaint, so she was embarrassed to put down the pastry, wiped her little hands, and hugged her mother's neck.

"Are you blaming us for not accompanying you?"

Shu Ran couldn't close her mouth with a smile, her daughter could integrate with her like this, how could she have other opinions, she gently patted Lin Nianzi's hand, held her daughter's white hand in the palm of her hand, and her eyes were full of doting: "You, you just think too much." ”

Lin Nianzi smiled slightly, leaned her head on her mother's neck, looked at the books that were disturbed on the carpet, there was a moment of irritability, no, no, no matter how long it was, no matter how long she inquired, whether it was the official history, or the wild history, whether it was domestic or foreign, she didn't find any clues. The Western Liang Kingdom disappeared out of thin air.

Mother Lin looked at her daughter's silence, and didn't say much, the mother and daughter hugged like this, I don't know how long it took, Lin Nianzi felt the soreness in her waist before slowly changing her position, she lay on her mother's lap and stared at her mother's beautiful face, and suddenly had a new idea.

"Mom, do you think there is a reincarnation in this world, and where do people go when they die?"

Lin Nianzi's words made Shu Ran stunned suddenly, she never thought that a twenty-five-year-old child would mention this to her, or would she say ...... Shu Ran looked at her daughter for a moment of speechlessness, and her face was a little ugly.