Liu Ya sat on the small stool, obediently opened her small mouth, and ate the red date porridge fed to her by Song's mother in one bite. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It turned out that Song's mother more than thirty years ago looked like this, with squinted eyes on her round face and a smile on the corners of her mouth.

Mother Song in the dream is in good health, with a fair complexion and a slightly chubby figure, which is far better than the person in Liu Ya's memory.

Liu Ya can't get enough of it.

"Sister, what's wrong? Is it because I have flowers on my face? Why can't my sister stare at it? After seeing the bottom of a bowl of porridge, Song's mother noticed Liu Ya's burning gaze, touched her cheeks, and joked with a smile.

A sentence was like an arrow, instantly piercing Liu Ya's heart and liver, and it hurt her heart.

Tears couldn't help but slide down.

She threw herself into Mother Song's arms, cried at the top of her throat, "Nurse don't die, nurse don't die, don't, don't." ”

When Song's mother died, Liu Ya was only six years old. Song's mother was tortured by illness for a long winter before she died, and when she died, only a piece of skin was wrapped around her bones, and the clothes on her body were like cloth sheets, floating around empty.

Liu Ya was too young at that time, and many years have passed, and she doesn't remember many things, but she often dreams that when Song's mother died, she always can't forget the terrifying pale face, and always remembers that her thin hand stroked her head, and sighed, "My sister, I'm gone, how can you live, how can you live?" ”

Liu Ya is a posthumous son, and she has no father since she was born, which is already pitiful. But what's even more pitiful is that since she was born, her biological mother Song has regarded her as a scourge and abandoned her to her nurse early to raise. Mother Song grew up with Liu Ya and grew up with her, in Liu Ya's heart, Mother Song is her mother.

Watching Song's mother die of illness day by day, Liu Ya almost died.

Now that people are living well in front of them, they are still smiling at her, which is really good.

Mother Song hugged Liu Ya up, patted her on the back, and walked out of the house and walked around the deserted courtyard.

"Sister don't cry, sister don't cry, mom sings to you, sing the ballad that sister likes." Mother Song hummed a low tune and coaxed the girl.

"......, the high Qingyun Mountain, the low Mingyang River, the mountains are high and the water is clear, I am here, ......the gods in the mountains, the fairies in the water, I am here, I am gone, ......,"

The low tone, the strange words, Liu Ya felt familiar inexplicably, and slowly stopped crying.

"Sister, don't cry, let's take a shower and change clothes, okay?" Mother Song whispered and smiled, looked back at the little girl who was hiding behind the kitchen door and poked out half of her head to peek, and said with a smile, "Why don't you hurry up and boil water and send it to the house, if you are lazy, see if I don't send you away, I don't want to be a lazy girl." ”

The little girl was like a rabbit that had been stepped on by the tail, pushed the door open with one hand, jumped out, stood there and puffed out her cheeks and replied, "Whoever is lazy, who is a puppy, I am not lazy, the water has already been boiled, and I can use it after the young lady eats the porridge, where am I lazy." ”

Liu Ya was surprised to hold Song's mother's shoulder and look at the fried girl, with her mouth slightly open.

Where did this little girl come from, the courage to speak is really beating, is this serving people, or waiting for people to serve? It's really a bit imposing, the momentum of a little girl playing a scoundrel.

Mother Song didn't seem to hear the little girl's words, so she hugged Liu Ya and turned around and entered the house.

Liu Ya was quickly stripped like a peeled egg and placed in a large wooden basin.

The little girl quickly added water with her hands and feet, and waited with a big copper kettle on the side, adding water to the basin at any time.

Mother Song quickly rubbed Liu Ya's back.

"Miss is so white, like an egg, white and slippery, so beautiful." The little girl looked at it carefully and praised with emotion.

Liu Ya's face was flushed, and her whole body turned red in an instant.

Mother Song looked at the red little girl, laughed heartily, and looked approvingly at the girl carrying the copper kettle next to her.

It seems that it is right to leave this girl as a companion for my sister, my sister is three years old, but she is not very good at talking, except for well, yes, this time I was sick, but I said two words, but only two sentences, this is too little, and the temperament is too quiet.

With this Orion girl chattering beside her, teasing her peers, she will always say a few more words, and it would be better if her temperament could be a little more lively.

Mother Song made up her mind and planned to stay with this little girl for a while longer.

Liu Ya soaked in warm water and slowly became a little irritable.

At first, she only thought that she had a dream, she died, and she dreamed that the people who had died in her heart were also dead, and it was normal to see them in a dream.

She has also had dreams before, and she has talked to people in her dreams, and she has followed people to come and go, but no matter how true the dream was before, it is not true now.

The warm water invades the skin, the water slowly cools down, and the rushing water adds in and slowly warms up.

The gentle hand rubbed his back, and there was a slight pain in his soreness.

Drops of water from her hair trickled down to the side of her neck and down her smooth arms.

She could even feel the dampness of the droplets gliding down her skin.

If it's a dream, it's not like a dream anymore.

Liu Ya panicked in her heart, a chill, goosebumps like mushrooms after the rain, rubbing out of her snow-white skin, in a breath, full of body.

It's not a dream, it's not a dream, it's really not a dream.

The thoughts that flashed through my mind were like seeds that had taken root on the ground, frantically breaking through the ground and soaring into the sky.

Liu Ya grabbed Song's mother's arm in horror, and looked up at Song's mother's red and smiling face in the mist.

If you really go back to when you were a child, it means that everything can be done again, will Song's mother be able to stop dying of illness, and will she not be sent to the capital to be a concubine.

Could she live a better life, marry a good man, and have a child?

Can the tragic things of the past never happen again?

Liu Ya remembered the old lady's words, the young lady of the Yongding Hou Mansion, she is the young lady of the Yongding Hou Mansion? How did she get here and become the young lady of the Liu family?

Was it sold by a kidnapper?

Now the Red Leaf Temple where they live is far away in the south of the Yangtze River, which is thousands of miles away from the capital, and it is impossible for the abductors to abduct so far. Take 10,000 steps back, even if she is abducted, she was bought by the Liu family, why didn't the Liu family buy a boy who could inherit the family business, and the man could stand up the door and inherit the incense, so why bother to buy a girl.