"Mom, I'm back!" Xia Yao, who pushed open the door, smiled sweetly, and there was a trace of dark and cruel shadow. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xia Fanglian was staring at the window with blank eyes, and when she heard the sound, she turned around and saw Xia Yao's figure, and a brilliance suddenly appeared in her eyes, "Xiao Yao, it's Xiao Yao who is back!" ”

"Yes, I bought some green peppers today, and we'll eat shredded pork with green peppers at night." Xia Yao smiled and showed the food in his hand to Xia Fanglian.

"Xiao Yao, I'm so hungry." Xia Fanglian smelled the green pepper and looked at her innocently and expectantly like a child.

During this time, Xia Fanglian's mood tended to be calm, but she was still sometimes sober, sometimes confused, when she was sober, she remembered that she had a daughter to take care of, and when she was confused, she became a three-year-old child.

"I'm going to stir-fry two dishes and we'll be able to eat." Xia Yao patted her hand and comforted.

Xia Fanglian nodded obediently, sat on the bed with her eyes blank, and watched the thin Xia Yao busy in the kitchen, her eyes gradually lost focus.

In order to save electricity, except for the hot summer, she cooks a large pot of porridge early in the morning, scoops out a part of each meal, and then puts it in a small pot to heat it slightly.

"It smells so good!" Xia Fanglian smelled the aroma of the food intoxicated, blinking her eyes.

"If it's delicious, eat more." Xia Yao kept holding meat for his mother.

But Xia Fanglian stayed at home all day, no exercise, no consumption, these days the diet tends to be normal, the amount of food at each meal is very small, only eat a bowl and touch her stomach with satisfaction, sighing, "It's delicious." ”

"In the future, I will find a way to make my mother eat better." Xia Yao smiled slightly, she will try her best to make this family more and more presentable.

"Yaoyao, it's my mother who is useless, and you have to suffer so much at a young age......" Xia Fanglian suddenly remembered that she was a mother, and began to cry again, "It's my mother who is not good, I'm sorry for you, my mother should take care of you, but let you take care of your mother......"

"Mom, don't cry, I'm willing to take care of my mother." Xia Yao sighed secretly, she was a cold and hard person, and she really didn't know how to comfort a woman like Xia Fanglian like water.

Xia Fanglian's mind was not sober, and she was not a person who could persuade people, seeing that Xia Fanglian was crying non-stop, she had to think of ways to distract her.

"Mom, look." Xia Yao took out a rope and fiddled with it in both hands.

"What is this?" Now Xia Fanglian is a child, crying and crying and forgetting why she is crying, and is attracted by Xia Yao's actions.

"This is a rope turn, Mom, you must have played with it when you were a child, right?" Xia Yao smiled and slowly turned the rope in his hand to her.

"Turn the rope, I will." Xia Fanglian also laughed.

Turning the flower rope is also divided into single flip and double flip, no one wanted to play with her when Xia Yao was young, her favorite game was to play with a rope by herself, and later entered the training camp, she still played this game from time to time.

This game mainly relies on finger operation, each modeling pattern needs to support, press, pick, turn, hook, put a series of subtle actions, the need for the left and right hands to cooperate consistently, but also need the ingenious division of labor of each finger, the fingers, wrists, bilateral limbs of flexibility, accuracy and the development of practical ability to have great benefits.

Xia Yao has played this game to the extreme, only seeing the fingers, not the rope, the fingers are very flexible, because he likes to play this since he was a child, so he is also known for his quick hands and dexterity in the organization.

The incident of being stopped by the male duck's voice tonight made Xia Yao have some psychological pressure, her current strength is still too weak, her physical fitness is not good, and her reaction ability can't keep up, if she wasn't worried that she would not be able to suppress the male duck's voice, she wouldn't have to use a knife.

If it weren't for the fact that the male duck voice used a trace of ingenuity without psychological preparation, so that his attention was distracted by pain, and the two of them really had to fight brute force, she was afraid that she would not be able to control the male duck voice.

It takes some effort to deal with even a little kid, if the opponent is replaced by an ordinary adult, she is really like a fish on the chopping board, without a trace of counterattack, for her who is used to the rain of bullets, this is a very insecure thing.

During this time, her nutrition slowly kept up, but the change in her physique was not an overnight thing, otherwise there would not be five years of devil training in the training camp.

Now she doesn't have that kind of training conditions, and her body can't allow her to do some high-intensity training, she can only pick up those things little by little through years of experience and intuition, and in such an environment, it is undoubtedly impossible to return to the level of her previous life.

Fortunately, in this life, she didn't want to live like that again, most of those skills had lost their usefulness, as long as she had enough self-protection ability, it was enough.

Simple trick exercises like rope flipping can improve her reflexes and improve the sensitivity of her fingers, and it's also great to do after a meal.

Xia Fanglian's eyes widened as she watched Xia Yao's ten fingers fly with her hands, and her movements became faster and faster, so fast that she couldn't see clearly.

"Xiao Yao, are you doing magic?" Xia Fanglian's eyes widened curiously, and her perennial Mu Ne's godless eyes burst out, "I like to watch magic the most." ”

Xia Fanglian often saw Xia Yao playing with the flower rope alone, but she had never seen her play so well.

"Magic? Sort of. She smiled slightly, the dexterity of her hands is a basic skill for people who practice magic and for people like her, "Mom can play alone at home." ”

"Yes, yes." Xia Fanglian immediately nodded like pounding garlic.

Xia Yao stopped the movements in his hand and patiently taught him hand in hand, Xia Fanglian was locked up at home all the year round and alone, with nothing to do, and no one to talk to her, except for sleeping in a daze, even if she was not sick, she would be locked up and sick.

If you can find something for her to do, even if it's a small game like this, maybe with something to focus on, her time for being in a daze can be reduced.

Although Xia Fanglian is mentally disordered, her concentration is far better than that of ordinary people, and it is precisely because she is locked up at home all day that she has no distractions, sitting alone at the head of the bed and quietly turning over the flower rope, at first it was a little clumsy, and then it turned faster and faster, and the speed of progress was far better than that of ordinary people.

Xia Fanglian's gentle and focused appearance really has a bit of the beauty of being quiet and good, Xia Yao couldn't help but sigh, how could such a good woman go crazy for no reason?

She didn't know what happened to Xia Fanglian, Aunt Jiang had said before that she was crazy because she was ruined, but she vaguely remembered that her grandfather had vaguely mentioned that it seemed that a man had failed Xia Fanglian, she was stimulated to delirious, and she didn't know which man took the opportunity to insult her, thus giving birth to Xia Yao.

Since she is already crazy, no one will care about whether she is ruined because she is crazy or because she is ruined, and the result is the same anyway.

Xia Yao has always been a wild seed in the eyes of everyone, only Xia Fanglian always insisted that she was born to her and the man she loved the most, and when she was conscious, she would gently stroke her hair and say, "Xiao Yao's hair is so black, exactly the same as your father." ”

Other than that, there were no other clues, so all along, Xia Yao's only impression of the man in Xia Fanglian's heart was that his hair was black.

However, most Chinese people are black-haired, so there is no directional clue, which is completely meaningless.

She really wanted to ask Xia Fanglian who the man in her heart was, but she was afraid of stimulating her sensitive and fragile nerves and aggravating her condition.

In her previous life, she also wanted to investigate this matter well and seek justice for Xia Fanglian at the beginning, but at that time, her task was too heavy, and she had no status in the organization, so she had no ability to investigate these things at all, and when she had the ability to investigate this matter, because she fell in love with that man and put all her energy on him, she had long forgotten all her wishes.

Thinking of this, she was in a trance again, and couldn't help covering her chest, the pain of dying for the woman she loved is still vivid.