Mu Hongmei's mood at this time was very complicated, she didn't know what she was going to say to herself when she told herself that she could treat him as a grandfather, but in her mind, she was like a father.

I was nervous and expectant, but I was also nervous, and most of all, I was even more afraid that what the old man was about to say would make me unable to respect him as before.

In her previous life, since she was a child, she dreamed that her family could have even the slightest relationship with this old man, and longed for the existence of such an elder.

Behind that longing, perhaps my young self was too scared and wanted to seek more security.

Or perhaps, I just hope that in essence, with such a kinship that blood is thicker than water, she can get closer to him without any burden in her heart.

In short, no matter what the reason, she really inquired with people in the village back then, but it turned out that her Mu family was an outsider who fled to Caiyun Village in her grandfather's generation, and in addition to working as dozens of family workers for the Kong family, who was a big landlord back then, there was no half-cent kinship with the Kong family.

But at this time, maybe because she has watched too many bloody TV series, she is really afraid that as she guessed, she will suddenly have the kind of blood relationship with this old man that is often played in the play, which is called unbearable by the world.

Although this can reasonably explain why this old man takes such care of her family, this is something she can't accept and is unwilling to accept.

Because of this kind of mood, Mu Hongmei's bloodless little face was full of hurt and pain, which made her face even paler, and Kong Mingzhong, who didn't know how to speak, felt a pain in her heart.

"Alas~~" Kong Mingzhong couldn't help but sigh. It seems that this little girl is a smart and precocious person, although she is less than six years old, but just by the hesitation in what she just said, she has already guessed that she wants to mention her mother's matter.

Thinking of this, Kong Mingzhong reached out to Mu Hongmei's small body, touched her head, and after being comforted, he easily hugged Mu Hongbing, who was too small and ignorant next to her, and was looking at him with big eyes and a sweet smile, into his arms.

Kong Mingzhong has never been a person who drags things out, and seeing that Mu Hongmei had obviously guessed what she was going to say, he no longer hesitated.

"Hongmei, when the meat that grandpa told you to cook in the morning is ready, you will go to the house to pack some clothes, shoes and socks that your mother used to wear before her death, and when the sun sets in the afternoon, grandpa will come over and take you and Xiaobing to the mountain, can you make a note?"

Although it was not what Mu Hongmei didn't know what to do, she didn't feel any relief in her heart at this time, but instead made her thin little melon seed face full of grief and self-blame, she didn't dare to look directly at Kong Mingzhong's gaze, lowered her head with tears and nodded fiercely.

"Hmm. Noted down, thank you Grandpa Kong. This sentence of thanks, Mu Hongmei said a little difficult, because it contained too much gratitude, and also contained her previous self-suspicion, almost questioning the old man's morality

Where did Kong Mingzhong know this, seeing that Mu Hongmei responded obediently, he couldn't bear to say anything more about Li Guozhen's death to make this little girl sad.

After the old man patted Mu Honghong's small back, he raised his eyes and glared at Mu Zhengfang next to him, and said a little angrily: "Mu Zhengfang, you have a snack, yesterday it was your daughter-in-law's first seven, you didn't do what you should do for Lao Tzu, and you even beat the child like that at home, you."

Alas, Lao Tzu doesn't want to scold you today, but you remember to Lao Tzu, don't fool around today, before the sun sets in the afternoon, Mr. Zhang across the river will come to your house, although it is a day late, but this should be the custom should still be followed, and quickly make up for the matter of giving Li Guo seven burning buns, so that she can go without worrying. ”

"Hey, hey, listen to your old man, you are always in charge." Although Mu Zhengfang was impatient in his heart, he still responded very cooperatively, but there was no trace of sadness and grief on his face.

Kong Mingzhong, who was staring at him, shook his head again, and turned to look at Mu Hongmei, who had a sad face, and Mu Hongbing, who was smirking ignorantly in his arms, Kong Mingzhong sighed again in his heart.

"Come, Daddy, you can taste this tobacco leaf quickly, this is my province to honor your old age." Mu Zhengfang didn't care about this, he handed the dry cigarette roll he had rolled before to Kong Mingzhong, and after seeing Kong Mingzhong take it, he was busy and diligently took a piece of charcoal fire from the stove hole and helped light the cigarette.

Mu Zhengfang did not forget that asking Kong Mingzhong today can only be done by asking Kong Mingzhong for permission.

Kong Mingzhong didn't know Mu Zhengfang's true thoughts, at this time, seeing Mu Zhengfang so taught and respecting his own style, he felt a little comforted in his heart, smoking a cigarette, and began to use his family routine, and said about Mu Zhengfang, let him focus on the farm work in the field.

What Kong Mingzhong said to Mu Zhengfang later, Mu Hongmei had no time to listen to it. Because Kong Mingzhong just mentioned the matter of Li Guo's needle seven, it aroused too many thoughts in her.

The more Mu Hongmei thought about it at this time, the more she blamed herself.

She was too unfilial to her mother. In her previous life, she only vaguely remembered hearing people talk about it, saying that when her mother was in the first seven years, she was seriously injured by her father and lost half her life, and if she hadn't been found by the old captain at home, maybe she would have died.

And her family, because of this incident, failed to make the first seven for her mother on time.

Yesterday evening, when she realized that she had gone from a 46-year-old middle-aged woman who drowned in the water to a 6-year-old self in 1988, she was in an unbelievable confusion.

It wasn't until I thought about it overnight that I believed in this reality, and overnight, I found a reason for myself to continue to live again, and made various plans for how to live better in the future.

It wasn't until this morning, when she overheard the conversation between Kong Mingzhong and his wife in the stove room, and listened to the two old men discussing how to go to Mr. Feng Shui to ask if they could make up for the first seven sacrifices for her mother even if they were a day late, that she knew that when she was reborn, it was actually the day of her mother's first seven souls.

According to local customs, on the day of the first seven deceased's resurrections, the family members have to pay homage and burn some money and clothes for the deceased, so that the deceased can have no worries about food and clothing underground.

My mother's body was found in the reservoir on the sixth day of the first lunar month, but when I was reborn yesterday, although it was the twelfth day of the first lunar month, it happened to be the seventh day when the forensic doctor determined that my mother had died.

When she was reborn, all the memories were stuck in when she drowned, in other words, she didn't have all the "fresh" memories that this little body should have now compared to 1988.

But to this day, she vividly remembers for her, when her mother was salvaged more than 40 years ago, the body on the big rock by the reservoir was so swollen that she could not recognize the original appearance.

In her memory, although she was not yet 6 years old at that time, she had vaguely understood what death was through the conversations between relatives and others.

The dead mother would be buried under the grave in a box made of wood, and she would no longer be able to move, she would not be able to speak to herself, she would not be able to smile at her, she would not be able to appear in front of her eyes from now on.

Knowing this, in addition to being afraid of facing such a mother, she was more reluctant, sad, and helpless.

In the days that followed, whenever I was beaten by my father for no reason, the person I missed the most was my dead mother.

And whenever she misses her mother, she can only hide in a place where her father can't see, and when she hugs her mother and marries her father, the only black and white photo quietly cries.

But in the end, the only photo was also snatched and burned by my father.

Later, with the passage of time, the appearance of the mother in the memory became more and more blurred, and the only thing that was clear was the body that changed the appearance of the mother when she died, which was clearly stored in the memory and often appeared clearly in the dream.

It wasn't until she was cleaning the house today that she finally found the black and white photo of her father and mother side by side, and she remembered the smiling face of her mother who looked a little strange to her.

With the change of mood, the tears in Mu Hongmei's eyes could no longer be contained, and when her small body trembled with her head down, tears also flowed down her little face, and strings of drips fell on the red mud floor in the stove room.

But at this moment, Kong Mingzhong, who was still talking to Mu Zhengfang, suddenly roared angrily, and Mu Hongmei, who was immersed in grief because she recalled the old events of her previous life, shook her body and came back to her senses.

PS: Although there are too many reasons for the interruption for so long, it is pale to have these personal reasons as an explanation compared to the fact that the interruption has been interrupted. The doll can only work hard to ensure the renewal in the future, in order to seek the forgiveness and support of the relatives.