This night, Mu Fushu slept in Yang Weiai's room.

For Yang Weiai, this is the first time she has been so close to her after her daughter was sent away twelve years ago, and the two have lost their strangeness for a period of time, which is better than the mother-daughter relationship that has been together for 12 years.

For Mu Fushu, it was the first time in his previous life that he slept in the same bed with his "mother".

Mu Fushu has always been unable to figure out why her mother Yue Ling's heart in her previous life was so hard, and she thought that Yue Ling's psychology was problematic, and she transferred her anger to her little daughter because she was born to a man she didn't like, and seeing her was like seeing her failed love......

Mu Fushu just wanted to say to Yue Ling: I'll go!

Isn't it a beast that he has no ability to resist and dare not fight, but he vents his anger on his own flesh and blood?

Yang Weiai was also betrayed by Cui Chongyu, but he loved his daughter to the bones, and the ancients did better than the highly educated Yue Ling, so there must be something wrong with Yue Ling's spirit.

If Mu Fushu changed, he would never have the face to pretend to be an illegitimate daughter of the Mu family for so many years, and he also treated his own little daughter with the blood and blood of the authentic Mu family with dignity, so Mu Fushu has never worshiped his biological mother for so many years, not once.

The Mu family hated Yue Ling so much, and the cemetery where she and the illegitimate daughter were separated from Dusk Cloud City.

In this life, Yang Weiai's love for Mu Fushu made her regard herself as the real Mu Fushu, with similar looks and the same lunar birthday, which made her believe that this was her previous life, and in her heart Yang Weiai was her mother.

As for her mother in her previous life, she believed that it was a tease invited by the monkey - to set off how great Yang Weiai's maternal love was, and Yue Ling was a clown who was carried away by love.

Yang Weiai hugged her daughter, and the fragrance on her body lingered on the tip of Mu Fushu's nose. She was curious: "A-Niang, are you really born with body fragrance?" ”

Yang Weiai smiled: "Silly child, how can you be born with it?" A-Niang is soaked in the Yang family's secret recipe - flower paste bathing, a hundred days later, there is a strange fragrance on the body, this life will not disperse. ”

Potpourri cream? Mu Fushu sincerely admires the wisdom of the ancients, if this recipe is passed down to modern times, it must be priceless.

"What does my aunt like about the smell? A-Niang will help you tune it out, as long as you soak it for 100 days, you can be the same as A-Niang. ”

It turns out that Yang Weiai can adjust potpourri cream! Mu Fushu thought about it, shook his head and said, "Don't want it." I don't have the patience to soak for 100 days, so I'll talk about it later. ”

Mu Fushu felt that the perfume he used in his previous life was to be based on the occasion and clothing, and if he used the fragrance on the potpourri paste, it would be finalized, and he would use any perfume to flush, so forget it. I don't seem to be interested in synthetic scents.

Yang Weiai seemed to be deep in thought, and said in a low voice: "Back then, your father seemed to have a dog's nose, and he could smell it no matter where his aunt was." ”

The aristocratic ladies of this era had to wear hats when they went out. It's the kind of long, almost polar gauze hat, and almost no one can recognize who is who when a woman in a hood travels.

Yang Weiai said that Cui Chongyu could smell the guò taste. When Cui Chongyu was mentioned at this time, Mu Fushu's psychology was mixed.

It is true that Yang Weiai is in love with Wen Qingyang, but for Cui Chongyu, in addition to hate, there are still feelings, right? Otherwise, Cui Chongyu would not have been mentioned repeatedly.

This is different from Yue Ling. Although Yue Ling's love is not Dusk Cloud City, the two of them are very affectionate on the surface, especially Yue Ling, who is a little wife in front of Dusk Cloud City, Liang Ran is outrageous like glue, but in fact, Yue Ling hates Dusk Cloud City's itchy teeth, otherwise he would not turn a blind eye to Mu Fu and love Mu Yueying like a palm bead.

The ancients were really pure and honest. Love and hate, disdain for hypocrisy. Unlike Yue Ling, she can win an Oscar for her drama, but she hates Mu Fushu, and the reason why she is open to the public is also because she had dystocia when she gave birth to Mu Fushu, and she couldn't have children - the fact is that she had sterilization herself.

Mu Fushu once again sighed at Yang Wei's love. Cui Chongyu, the father of this body, has a trace of curiosity.

Mu Fu is still six or seven points like Yang Weiai, but if you look closely, you have more heroic beauty than Yang Weiai. If Yang Weiai is as beautiful as the snow lotus of the Tianshan Mountains, Mu Fushu is like a sunny peony. Although it hasn't grown yet, I can't see how gorgeous it is, but there is no delicate state at all, but there is a vigorous and righteous beauty.

This may be because of Cui Chongyu, and I think that the "second horse" is also very handsome.

Mu Fushu asked in a low voice, "My father...... What kind of person is he? ”

"Your father is a very well-behaved person, and he only has an unusual expression when facing his mother. He is only eight years tall and handsome, but he is strict by nature, and there is rarely a smile on his face, and others are afraid of him. But in the face of A-Niang, he is full of smiles, gentle and kind. In the spring, he will take A-Niang to go up the mountain, in the summer, he will fan A-Niang, in the autumn he will send flowers to A-Niang, and in winter, he will ......"

Yang Weiai suddenly shut up, Mu Fushu's heart suddenly fell, and he vaguely remembered that the rebellion was in the winter moon.

Mu Fushu's birthday is in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is the same in both lives. Calculated in this way, Yang Weiai probably began to flee when she was about two months pregnant.

If it were herself, and she would have to flee in all directions because of the destruction of the father of the child in her belly, she probably wouldn't be able to love the child in her belly like Yang Weiai. According to her character, she must have to get rid of the child, but Yang Weiai didn't, and after giving birth to her, she tried her best to protect her, such a mother deserves anyone's respect.

Mu Fushu got into Yang Weiai's arms and said in a low voice: "A-Niang, thank you, thank you for giving birth to me, thank you for not giving up on me." ”

"What do you say, silly boy!" Yang Weiai touched her hair and hugged her tightly: "You are my Yang Weiai's daughter, my Yang family's relatives and blood, and the Cui family, which is inferior to pigs and dogs, has nothing to do with it." ”

Well, I was nostalgic just now, but now it's better to become a pig and a dog.

Mu Fushu expressed his admiration for Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, and her love and hate were clear and her emotions were strong.

"Cui Chongyu is always your father, the grievances between adults have nothing to do with you, you always meet him one day in the future, and A-Niang also hopes that you will not be disobedient, after all, there is no you without him."

Mu Fushu knew that filial piety was greater than heaven in this era, and Yang Weiai was afraid that she would have a bad reputation.

In fact, in Mu Fushu's view, if the parents are unkind, the children are not filial, and they are beyond reproach. is like her revenge on the best of the Mu family. It's not easy to do on the surface, but it's okay to play yin in private.

So Mu Fushu nodded and said sincerely: "I listen to A-Niang, if I meet him, I will definitely not do anything drastic." ”

"It's good to know, A-Niang is also for your good, after all, the reputation of disobedience is not good." Yang Weiai's voice became lower and lower, she didn't sleep well in the afternoon, and now she is gradually sleepy, and she finally falls asleep.

When Mu Fushu woke up the next day, Yang Weiai was no longer there. Xiyu stayed in the house, and when she saw that Mu Fushu woke up, she came over to help her dress, and Mu Fushu was also used to it, so she reached out and asked her to serve.

Xiqing brought the milk carton and pastries to serve Mu Fushu when they ran out, and Yang Weiai came back. His face was a little red from the cold, and he said loudly when he entered the door: "Auntie, the snow outside is almost up to the thighs, and I heard that almost all the roofs in the village have collapsed." ”

In the village, it is not the Mu family, it is the house of the Lin family. It's just that how did the news get here?

Xizhen Xihui came in after him, saluted Mu Fushu and said, "The village chief found San Lang for help, hoping to send some people to help sweep the snow on the roof, and San Lang has already brought someone to go." ”

Mu Fushu lifted the curtain of the door and looked out, the snow had stopped, and there was really a thick layer on the roof, which was the result of someone constantly climbing up to clear the snow at night. There is a passage swept out of the yard, but the high piles on both sides are really shocking.

Mu Fushu had seen such a big snow in his previous life, and even for a few years, the snow known as the snow disaster reached the calves at most.

This year looks like another disaster year.

Yang Weiai pulled Mu Fushu into the house, and the whole room was warm from the kang in the house. Fortunately, there is enough firewood to burn, otherwise this winter would be really sad.

Today's lunch time was a little delayed, and when San Lang came back, the cotton robe on his body was wet, Mu Fushu let him run in the bathtub for a long time, and then took out the space to boil ginger soup for him and the soldiers who went with him to drink, and then the meal began.

San Lang ate two large bowls of rice before putting down the bowl, and said with some concern: "The village is fine for the time being, I'm worried about whether Uncle can rush back." Originally, we would have been prepared if we didn't come back tonight, but this heavy snow will definitely block the trip, should we re-plan? ”

Yang Weiai said: "Wen Lang is a person who says yes, and he said that tonight is tonight, he will not take the weather into account." ”

Mu Fushu also felt that this was right, Mengyang City was only two hours away from here, even if the snow was heavy, it would only take five or six hours to walk, and two days was enough.

After the meal, Yang Weiai went to rest, and San Lang followed Mu Fushu back to the room.

As soon as San Lang sat down, he sighed and said, "There are five or six houses in Linjia Village, and many people don't have enough charcoal to burn and not enough to eat. I asked someone to send some over, but I always live in a village, and it's not easy to watch, after all, the village chief takes good care of us. ”

Mu Fushu nodded: "We are not short of food, but we can't send polished rice, let's send more coarse grains over to help them survive this winter." ”

"I've already ordered it to go down, Shengmien fights Mi Qiu, and what I send is sweet potatoes and grains, don't worry."

Mu Fushu lay on the kang, and San Lang also took off his boots and went to the kang. The two leaned together and were stunned. Mu Fushu couldn't help but ask:

"Do you know my Daddy?"

"Who? Cui Chongyu? Saburo called her by her first name, which shows that she is very unkind to her biological father.

"Well, A-Niang mentioned him last night, I always feel that he is not so useless, otherwise how could A-Niang miss him?" RS