Chapter Ninety-Seven: Daughter
There is only one copy of the map, and it is still in Xuanyuan Mingyue's hands. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoLi Chengren, who ate poisonous wild fruits, was very dizzy and needed help from others to stand firmly.
Where have the companions gone? It's weird, it's all so weird.
Xuanyuan Mingyue's heart was pounding, and cold sweat couldn't stop breaking out on her forehead, she held a torch and searched back and forth nearby, but she still couldn't find a trace of her companions.
"Mingyue ~ Mingyue ~" is Ding Lingling's voice, Xuanyuan Mingyue turned her head happily, and saw that her companions were standing not far away, and waved at her: "Come on~"
The nerves that had been tense relaxed slightly, and Xuanyuan Mingyue strode towards her companions, but saw that her companions seemed to be playing hide and seek with her, and kept moving towards the dark place in front of her.
"Ah~" only heard a low groan, Xuanyuan Mingyue's feet were light, and he fell into the darkness.
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In the early morning, the warm light shone through the window on Xuanyuan Mingyue's face, and she felt the warmth, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Panicking infinitely, she was surprised to find that her brain was blank and she had forgotten her name.
"Mother, mother," the two little girls who looked like they were five or six years old saw Xuanyuan Mingyue wake up, and ran up happily, surrounding the bed where she was sleeping, chattering happily.
"Mother, mother woke up later than Xiaozhu today." The girl who called Xiaozhu had a sweet and greasy voice, and she arched into Xuanyuan Mingyue's arms with all her strength, and said coquettishly: "Mother, hurry up and comb Xiaozhu's hair." ā
"Mother, Yu'er is so hungry, hurry up and cook for Yu'er." Yu'er looked at Xuanyuan Mingyue with tears in her eyes, rubbing her stomach with her pink and tender little hands, which made people feel distressed.
Xuanyuan Mingyue was shocked when she saw the situation in front of her, she was actually married?
Somewhat incredulous, Xuanyuan Mingyue used her body to move away from the two little girls a little detached, and asked suspiciously: "Am I really your mother?" ā
"Mother, mother," the two little girls heard Xuanyuan Mingyue's words, and they cried and shouted: "Mother doesn't want us anymore, don't want us anymore." ā
The two little girls sat on the ground as if they were talking loudly to the other, and began to cry. Their bean-sized teardrops were like beads with broken threads, and they couldn't control it at all. After a while, their eyes were red and swollen like cherries, watery, and pitiful. They kept shouting at Xuanyuan Mingyue, mother~mother~ seemed to be their only hope, they were hoarse and crying.
Regardless of whether it is his daughter in front of him, it is really distressing for the child to cry like this. Xuanyuan Mingyue hurriedly pulled Xiaozhu and Yu'er up from the ground, how could she care about suspecting anything.
Feeling distressed, she wiped her tears for them, and Xuanyuan Mingyue discussed with them: "Don't cry, I'll cook for you now." ā
Is it really married, Xuanyuan Mingyue lifted his sleeves suspiciously, and looked at the sand guarding the palace on his arm.
Sure enough, he was married, and Xuanyuan Mingyue came to a conclusion.
Although she was puzzled that she suddenly couldn't remember anything, but looking at the two such lively and lovely little girls in front of her, Xuanyuan Mingyue felt a little warm in her heart, and felt that her blank life seemed to have a little brightness.
There are three large rooms in the house, with a living room in the middle, a master bedroom in the west room, and two children living in the east room. There is a separate stove room outside the door, which is very simple, and it can be said to be a cooking shed.
Outside the house there was a small vegetable garden, planted with seasonal greens, the green cabbage grew happily, and the dense loofah vines climbed all over the wooden frame, on which hung one fat loofah after another.
It can be said that Xuanyuan Mingyue is in a very ordinary farm yard.
guessed that he was married to a farmer, although the family was very simple, but it still looked very warm.
I found some rice from the house, and picked a basket of green vegetables from the vegetable garden, and Xuanyuan Mingyue carefully cleaned these ingredients with clean water. After a while, the fragrance of vegetarian fried vegetables and rice porridge came out of the stove.
The two children ate sweetly at the dinner table, and although they were still young, they were still very well-behaved.
Yu'er ate the rice porridge with the green vegetables, and saw that Xuanyuan Mingyue didn't move the chopsticks, she was a little anxious, and shouted innocently: "Eat quickly, eat quickly." ā
Hearing Yu'er's words, Xiaozhu also stopped his chopsticks, trotted to the stove room to bring Xuanyuan Mingyue a bowl of chopsticks, and smiled sweetly at her.
Xuanyuan Mingyue looked at the two villains in front of him who were only five or six years old, and his words were a little unreasonable, but they were so sensible and caring, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
At this warm moment, a strange man came straight to them, this man was indeed handsome, the narrow peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, the eyebrows were like a knife, the nose was carved, and the cool and thin lips were red, giving people a sense of evil beauty.
Xuanyuan Mingyue was still surprised that such a romantic figure could still appear in this remote countryside. I saw Xiaozhu and Yu'er beside him rushing towards the young man, shouting incessantly, Daddy ~ Daddy ~
"Lady, do you still have a headache?" Holding Xiaozhu and pulling Yu'er, the man naturally sat next to Xuanyuan Mingyue and said, "The lady fell from the citrus tree last night, and she has been shouting and having a headache. Is it better now? ā
It turned out that he was thrown into amnesia, no wonder his brain was blank. Now that there is a reasonable explanation, Xuanyuan Mingyue is also a little relieved. It's just that he didn't have any impression of the man in front of him, so he asked a little nervously: "This son, I don't remember, we are really married?" ā
Listening to Xuanyuan Mingyue's words, the man in front of him seemed to be in shock, and he hurriedly pushed the door out, but brought back a barefoot man soon after.
"Lady, don't scare me, let Lang Zhong take a look." The man's expression was a little flustered.
Xuanyuan Mingyue herself felt very strange, so she cooperatively stretched out her wrist and handed it to Lang Zhong, asking him to diagnose it carefully.
Na Langzhong's movements look very skillful, and at first glance he looks like he has been practicing medicine for many years. Pinching Xuanyuan Mingyue's pulse, he frowned slightly, and said to the man who claimed to be Xuanyuan Mingyue's husband: "I'm afraid that my brain will be damaged, and I have to use herbs to slowly recuperate." ā
As he spoke, he slowly took out a pen and paper and wrote out a recipe, and said quietly: "According to this recipe, eat first to see if it has any effect." Handing the written paper to the man, Lang Zhong said, "The outpatient fee is fifty copper coins." ā
After listening to Lang Zhong's words, the man in front of him seemed embarrassed, and begged: "Can the doctor make it convenient and give him a few days." In three days' time, my two daughters will go to school, and if I pay you fifty copper coins now, their tuition will not be enough. ā
Na Langzhong waved his hand and said coldly: "How can it be so convenient to open the door to do business." ā
Seeing Lang Zhong say this, the man had no choice but to take out fifty copper coins from the room and hand them to Lang Zhong, but he turned his head and looked at the two somewhat uneasy daughters gently: "Xiaozhu, don't worry Yu'er, Daddy will pick more citrus tonight and come back to sell." ā
Xuanyuan Mingyue, who had never figured out the situation, listened to their conversation, and felt a little uncomfortable, feeling that the man in front of him was really a good father.
Looking up at the man in front of him with some doubts, Xuanyuan Mingyue said, "I want to know, what is your name." ā
It seemed a little sad, but the man still smiled warmly at Xuanyuan Mingyue: "My name is Wing Yan." ā
"What about me, what am I called?" Xuanyuan Mingyue asked curiously.
Yi Yan smiled dotingly at the woman in front of him, and said gently, "Your name is Muxi, my lady." (To be continued.) )