Su Ling felt that the dim forest suddenly became brighter, and the small grass and flowers that were inconspicuous before were now extremely pleasing to her eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info she rubbed her eyes, staring incredulously at her mother, who was smiling lovingly at her. That smile was the same as I remembered, just as gentle, just as kind...

She smiled, the corners of her eyes were slightly curved, but there were tears in her eyes, and she eased her mood for a while before she said softly: "Mother, is it really you?" ”

Su Ling had seen his mother's figure in his dreams countless times, but the deceased person just looked at him quietly and smiled, his figure gradually blurred, and he gradually drifted away, and when he woke up from his midnight dream, the pillow was already wet.

But now, this person who thinks about himself and wants to throw himself into a warm embrace is standing in front of him alive, Su Ling even has to muster up the courage to say a word, for fear that his recklessness will destroy this rare warmth.

Mother Su smiled lovingly and said warmly: "Of course it's me, my mother came back to find you." As he spoke, he opened his arms and waited for Su Ling.

She could no longer resist the call of longing, and ran towards the opposite side with brisk steps, throwing herself into the warmest, happiest, and sweetest hug in the world.

"Mother! Ling'er really misses you! ”

"Mother knows..."

In an instant, the whole world changed, and the surrounding trees faded into light and shadow, and the sky turned into dust-like particles drifting away in the wind.

In the next second, the scene in which the two were located changed.

-- A small house with a single courtyard, the house is painted bright pink, the room is neatly tied, the blue tassel curtain flutters in the wind, the window lattice is slightly open, and the breeze blows in from the outside. Two home-cooked stir-fry dishes were placed on the table, and the sound of cooking soup came from the kitchen next to it, and the aroma was fragrant.

At this moment, Su Ling was sitting on a chair carved from pear wood, and his mother probed from the kitchen and shouted, "There is also a duck soup, wait until you can start eating!" ”

The mother is not as thin as she remembered, and her face as white as paper is a little ruddy, I don't know if it is the reason for the steam, in short, the spirit is very good, and I can't see that she is a person who has been sick for a long time.

"Oh......" Su Lingmu replied and began to take a closer look at the delicate hut.

It seems to be similar to the layout of the mother and daughter when they lived in Dongliu Town, but it has been carefully renovated and is a luxury upgrade.

Outside the slightly opened window lattice, there was the sound of hawkers hawking.

"Turnip turnips, fresh turnips!"

"All kinds of stir-fries, all kinds of soups, and rice will be delivered when you order food!"

"Beef noodles, beef noodles! It's not delicious, you don't need money! ”

Well? Su Ling felt that these cries were very familiar, radish, small fried stalls, large bowls of beef noodles...

Isn't this the food court downstairs of her house!

Xiong Jieba likes to come to Su Ling to play, and the excuse for talking to Bai Ze to the outside world is the so-called spiritual art, but in fact, he has never even seen Su Ling's house, so he directly made an appointment at a stall in the food street downstairs. And after Su Ling went downstairs to the meeting place, there were already empty plates and empty bowls in front of Xiong Jie's eighth table, and this guy called her to come meant to pay...

In this regard, Su Ling could only roll his eyes to the other party, and by the way, he punched two punches on the powerful and strong shoulder, what else could he do, he could only pay the bill obediently, and he couldn't drag his fellow door to the kitchen to do coolies for the boss.

She quickly got up and walked to the window - I'll wipe it, it's really a food street outside, and all the shops haven't even changed their locations, just like the situation in the Spirit Village!

Could it be that she has already returned to the village!?

At this moment, Su's mother had already come out of the kitchen with a casserole for making soup, and said softly: "Ling'er, what are you so fascinated by, it's time to eat!" With that, he put the soup pot on the table and pulled the chair next to him and sat down.

"Ah......h ――Didn't you hug your mother just now? Why is it now changing the family routine again! And... What about the forest, what about the formation, what about the prison break, what about the teammates...

Su Ling, who didn't know why, could only walk back to his seat mechanically, sit down mechanically, and look at his mother in confusion.

Su's mother lifted the soup pot, the heat steamed, and the aroma instantly penetrated Su Ling's nostrils - this doesn't seem to be a dream, can you smell the fragrance of food in your dream?!

Mother Su looked at Su Ling with a smile in her eyes, and said dotingly: "What's wrong with your kid today, I didn't like it much when I made you my favorite fried shredded chicken, are you full of enthusiasm for cultivation?" ”

"Huh?" Su Ling was stunned, her mother still knew that she was cultivating?! But...... Isn't my mother dead?

"Ahh Mother Su glanced at Su Ling with disgust, handed over the prepared duck soup, and said, "What can you hide from me, don't think that I don't know what dangerous things you are doing with those two teammates all day long." ”

It's against the sky, it's against the sky, and my mother even knows about her teammates.

"Do you mean the Eight Bears and the Night?" Su Ling took the soup bowl and asked tentatively, to be precise, this was the first time she tried to communicate with her mother after "remeeting".

"It's not them, who else can there be, you say that your girl's family is not good at learning, you have to be a psychic, and you mix with two boys all day long and spread it like what's going on." As she spoke, Mother Su put the steamed rice in the bowl and handed it to Su Ling.

It's over, Su Ling's whole person is now confused. She is in the Spirit Village, whether she has become a psychic, or a good partner of Night Hades and Xiong Ring Eight. But when all this happened, her mother was not by her side, why now...

A terrible thought popped into her head - was everything that had happened before just a dream?

After taking the rice bowl and picking up a ball of rice with chopsticks, Su Ling became even more firm in this idea - the rice in the bowl is distinct and full, this is a specialty of the Spirit Village, and only in the Spirit Village can you eat such delicious rice.

It turned out that he was really in the village...

So, is everything that happened to me before a dream? But those painful memories are too real, so real that as long as he thinks of the rainy night of his mother's death, Su Ling's heart hurts like blood.

Looking at her mother who was eating vegetables opposite, she picked up a chopstick chicken shreds and put them into her bowl, and smiled gently: "Isn't this your best food, the chicken in today's market is very fresh, I bought it when I looked good, I wanted to make you something you like, training is so hard, nutrition must keep up!" ”

The warm sunlight shone on her mother, she was still alive, her face was ruddy, she could still cook for herself, and they lived in a village of spirits without oppression and white eyes.

-- Isn't that the life you want? Su Ling!