In Xin Lu's dream, she saw Ji silently fighting bravely, fighting demons, and saving herself in the hands of demons. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info And Ji Momo also hugged her, kissed her, and even got down on one knee and proposed to her...... Ji Momo and Xin Lu slowly walked into the church, and under the gaze and blessing of countless people, and the blessing of the godfather's vow, Xin Lu slept very sweetly.

The cold wind was howling, and the afterglow of the moonlight could be faintly discerned in the vaguely bright sky. Ji woke up silently, smelled the fragrance of the nearby soil, got up and dressed, quietly walked into the kitchen, and made a fire to cook. Inside, the lights were dim, and I looked at the flames burning in the stove and fell into deep thought. Time passed, dozens of minutes passed in a flash, and the smell of rice wafted in the house. Ji silently walked to the stove water heater, tested the water temperature, and when it was hot, it could be used. Perhaps the sound of the kitchen provoked her mother to walk into the kitchen with her clothes on, but she saw Ji Mo sitting in front of the stove in front of the door to make a fire and cook. In front of the door, the mother smiled bitterly, watching her son's elongated back in the firelight, as if seeing her husband, tears fell in strings. When I returned to the house, I lay down in bed, but I didn't feel sleepy. Thinking about it, the bits and pieces of silent growth, maybe the influence of the family, the size does not like to talk, and there are no friends. Introverted, he always likes to swim, when he was a child, he followed his father to swim in the village pond, and he was already a master, and diving and breathlessness were even more powerful. It's just that after the death of the child's father, he was silent and silent, rushing to do the work in the house and in the field, and he saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart. After a long time, it was to no avail to say it again and again. For more than ten years, the mother and son have been like this, the son always does things in a muffled voice in order to reduce the burden on his mother, and in order not to delay his son's studies, he also works a few jobs, earns more money, and saves tuition. His son has grown up and is sensible, but his body knows best, and in the face of his son, the dusty past of more than 20 years in his heart will always come to mind. That secret, it might be time to tell him.

At dawn, Ji silently walked to the front yard and cleaned up the fallen leaves. The mother got up and fried the eggs and put them in an iron pot to keep them warm. Walked to the back room, poured green fodder into the stone trough with a dustpan, mixed hot water and scalded it, added wheat bran and rotten rice, stirred it well, and put it into a bucket with an iron spoon. Ji went back to the kitchen silently, but he didn't see his mother, and when he entered the back room, he saw his mother preparing to feed the pigs. Ran over, snatched the iron spoon from her mother's hand, and put the wheat bran and rotten rice green fodder into the bucket. After loading, Ji Momo walked into the pig house with the bucket, put the wooden bucket on the wall of the pig house with both hands, slowly tilted it, and poured all the mixed green feed inside into the feeding trough. The mother was behind her, smiling, looking at her son's busy back, and seemed to be more determined to tell her son the secret. After everything was done, the two returned to the kitchen, and the mother went into the bedroom again to wake up Xinlu.

Xin Lu was at home, sleeping until she woke up naturally, but in the face of Ji Momo's mother's shouts, she didn't get angry, she just got up obediently, and in the care of her mother, she sorted it out. Xin Lu didn't wear makeup, her face was like congealed cream, and her delicate appearance made her mother stunned. I sighed in my heart, the child is so beautiful, isn't the mother a fairy. looked at Xin Lu, which made her face hot. The two were in the room, chatting one sentence at a time.

Xin Lu asked: "Auntie, I don't understand, my uncle died early, wouldn't it be very hard for you to take care of Ji Momo alone." Then you, you can completely remarry, at least so that Ji Momo doesn't have to work so hard. ”

The mother smiled bitterly, bitterly, bitterly. That kind of smile full of stories shocked Xin Lu's heart. (To be continued.) )