Lin Xiaoxu drew carefully on the ground, and every stroke must restore the pattern on the mountain rock wall.

Yimi calmed down, patiently, and looked at the patterns on the ground. The pattern is familiar, and it is just one with the recurring patterns in the dream.

Even though the two didn't say anything, they understood what each other meant. This is unique to the Ghost Flower Clan.

Lin Xiaoxu sketched out all the patterns on the mountain rock, and after Yimi remembered it, he erased it. The last to be left behind were the ten priests, but the pattern on the wall was the flower array used for the sacrifice. Lin Xiaoxu knew that these patterns were just good-looking and useless patterns for himself. However, an indescribable vague intuition told him that these patterns had to be memorized by Yimi.

And, the success or failure of a tribe, Lin Xiaoxu does not intend to sue Sù Yimi. Such a history was just a novel discovery for others, and it was too heavy for him and Yimi.

"It's a flower, a ghost, that blesses you and me." Lin Xiaoxu's fingers touched the pattern outlined on the ground, and at this moment, his tone of love and pity was like a person with the high priest.

Yimi looked at the simple outline sketched by just a few strokes on the ground, and the flowers that had recurred in his childhood dreams came to mind. In the dream, the newborn ghost flower is playful and cute, and the clan is kind and sensible when walking in the north and south of the world, and the clan dies, and the accompanying ghost flower never lives alone. The ghost flower represents the loyal and vivid vitality.

What Lin Xiaoxu didn't know was that he was born to know and received the blessings given by the ten priests. And Yimi experienced more of the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of the ghost flower in her dreams, and she was blessed by the ghost flower.

She didn't want to recall the dream, because at the end of the dream, there was a strong grief that spread around the ghost flower, abandoned by the Heavenly Dao and despaired.

The dream is stripped away and placed in reality, which is a pain that makes the heart tremble.

Mother and daughter are connected, Yimi's sorrow hidden in the bottom of her heart, how can Sun Shuxi not feel it.

"What are you thinking?" Sun Shuxi came to the West House with the milk and gently touched Yimi's fair and tender little face.

Yimi huddled into Sun Shuxi's arms with her knees, tilted her head and said, "Mom, do you remember the dreams I had repeatedly when I was a child? It's not a dream, I can feel the joys and sorrows of the flowers. I feel like I'm one of them. ”

Sun Shuxi was stunned, looking at the pattern on the desk, in a trance in her mind, when she was just pregnant with Yimi, she dreamed of this kind of flower, from breaking the ground to blooming quietly, from withering to turning into a seed.

When Xiaoya was very young, she thought that Xiaoya must have been a delicate flower fairy in her previous life, with a special body fragrance, fair and translucent skin, clear and innocent eyes, and an innocent and simple temperament.

Sun Shuxi calmed down and said with a smile: "It seems that our little girl is really a fragrant little flower fairy." ”

"Mom!" Yimi was ashamed.

Sun Shuxi scratched Yimi's little nose and said with a smile: "Don't say you." What are you struggling with right now? ”

"I want to do something for the ghost flower, but the ghost flower is no longer there, and I don't know what to do."

"Xiaoya, think about it, my mother knows that there are no gods in the world, but she insists on going to the temple to give you peace charms during the New Year's Festival, why is this?"

Sun Shuxi tied the peace lock to Yimi's wrist, "Don't take it off, wear it for a month." ”

Yimi lay on the bed, looking at the ghost flower pattern, lost in thought.

The second hand ticked in circles, Yimi's dark eyes lit up, and he stood up excitedly and ran barefoot towards the east house.

"Mom, you're doing this for peace of mind. Although there is no zài, because of such a belief in the heart, a psychological force will be formed. ”

"That's smart. This power is the support of a person when he is suffering or when he is in need. So, there's a lot you can do for Ghost Flowers. ”

Sometimes Daigo empowerment, in layman's terms, enlightenment, does not involve too many esoteric philosophical explanations, but is just a change of mind. Such a transformed idea made Yimi full of motivation.

She understood the second sister's stubborn energy to forget to sleep and eat when she was researching the topic, as the second sister said, people always have to find something meaningful to do when they live. What is meaningful? For the eldest sister, it is meaningful to give the family a carefree material condition. For the second sister, it is meaningful to improve the domestic scientific and technological level and crush the domineering and greedy Beizhou State. For the third sister, satisfying the desire for happiness is a meaningful thing.

Now she has also found something meaningful, since the ghost flower has been abandoned by the Heavenly Dao, she wants the ghost flower to become a belief in the world.

In the rapid passage of time, Yimi completely opened, and his face was completely devoid of the original baby fat, and the delicate little face made people dare not look directly, for fear of losing their minds. Her smooth and translucent skin seems to be shrouded in a warm halo, and her plump body most directly charms the man's mind.

Such a thrilling beauty made Sun Shu regret not dare to let Yimi see outsiders, let alone let Yimi go out alone. Sun Shuxi was happy to have such a beautiful daughter, and he was frightened by his daughter's appearance. Nothing too beautiful is easy to be snatched and snatched, and it doesn't last long.

"Go away! You ate all the things that your second sister brought! If you do this again, I won't let you come to my house!" Yimi pinched her waist, her eyes spewed flames, and she said viciously.

Sun Shuxi glanced at it, and his hanging heart fell to the ground again. I thought in my heart that as long as Yimi was a little more angry, he could also suppress this immortal qi all over his body.

Lin Ao casually glanced over and continued to eat the imported chocolate bar, which has a more lubricated and delicate taste than the domestic imitation, like Yimi.

Thinking of this, Lin Ao's gaze stayed on Yimi's chest for a moment.

"Leave me some!" Yimi was sad and angry, and she reluctantly ate and hid the chocolate bar that her second sister mailed, and she tasted a small piece every day. As soon as the always squinting guy came, her chocolate bar was eaten clean.

Lin Ao imprisoned Yimi's waist with one hand, held the chocolate in the other hand and lifted it to a height that Yimi's hands couldn't reach, ate it in his mouth, and then quickly stuffed it into a piece.

Seeing the last chocolate bar being eaten, Yimi's eyes turned red with anger and she was about to drop pearls.

Steward Lin left with a smile, Mr. Lin didn't like sweets since he was a child.

"Sister Sun, look, it's time for us to put the marriage on the agenda." Steward Lin walked outside and discussed with Sun Shuxi with a smile.

Sun Shuxi sighed, she used to want Xiaoya to find a door-to-door son-in-law, with her and Yihai watching, Xiaoya would not be wronged. Now, with Xiaoya's appearance, she really doesn't dare to stay at home. Before this, she also hid Xiaoya at home, and Xiaoya also took the opportunity to ponder embroidery skills. However, let Xiaoya hide and hide all her life, she can't bear it. Since she can't protect it, Xiaoya's sisters need to have their own lives after all, she can't delay Yijia and them for Xiaoya, what kind of person to find to protect Xiaoya is also something she has been pondering.

If it is said that when Lin Ao first came, she looked away, and now she has been together for five or six years, and she has also heard about Lin Ao's status in Kyoto from her best friend who is the minister of □□.

With such an identity and status to protect Yimi, she is relieved. It's just that it doesn't matter if she is at ease or not, what matters is whether Yimi is willing or not.

"As parents, we always want the best for our children. I have also been in contact with Lin Ao for five or six years, and I know that this child is a good one. The key to the marriage is not me and Yihai, the key is that Yimi agrees or disagrees. Sun Shuxi said directly.

Before, she didn't let go, because she didn't want them to think that she was slapping them, and looked down on Yimi. Later, she also saw that no matter whether she let go or not, Yimi married in the past, and her family status on the surface was the first, but in fact, she couldn't tell clearly. Whoever makes Xiaoya so stupid, if Lin Ao says two sentences, he will follow his meaning.

"That's good." Steward Lin smiled heartily. Mr. Lin used to be too lazy to bother, and if Mr. Lin wanted to play tricks, no one would be his opponent. It will definitely not be a problem to take down Xiao Yimi.

"Let's go, I'll take you to something delicious." Lin Ao looked at Steward Lin's eyes, and knew that now he only needed to solve the squeamish bag in front of him.

"Don't go!" The gas that has been eaten up by the chocolate bar, Yimi has not yet astigmatized.

Lin Ao wrapped his army-green coat around Yimi and neatly carried the person into the car.

Yimi was originally making a little temperament, and after being picked up, she didn't struggle, from the bottom of her heart, she was a little hungry and wanted to eat something delicious.

When he came to the private room, Lin Ao directly put Yimi on his lap and ordered, "Marry me." ”

Yimi was categorical, "No! ”

An evil aura rose in Lin Ao's heart, and there was a thick violence in his eyes, "You must marry me." ”

"It's non-negotiable." When Yimi saw Lin Ao's fierce appearance for the first time, she was only curious, and she didn't have any fear. She knew very well in her heart that Lin Ao was reluctant to do anything to her.

Lin Ao didn't say anything, just imprisoned Yimi's waist and stared at her, with a resolute attitude on his face that he would not let go if he didn't agree.

"There are no boys in the family, and I am responsible for passing on the lineage, so I will recruit a junior son-in-law." Imi told the story of a decision she had made since she was a child.

"Give birth to two, pick the one you like with your surname." Lin Ao's tone was the same as picking a little piglet into the pot.

"That'll do fine." Yimi compromised lightly. After so many years of studying at home, her embroidery skills have reached the peak, and it is inevitable that she will show up when she is about to start the plan she set at the beginning. She also knew that her appearance was suspected of being a disaster, except for Lin Ao, she really didn't know who could be more suitable for her. Besides, she didn't hate him. Although she didn't feel her heart pounding, she was relieved when he was around, and occasionally, she had the urge to kiss him. Perhaps, as the third sister said, lingering and vigorous is a kind of love, and it is also a kind of love to accompany each other and know each other.