Leng Qingqiu's mother left early in her previous life, but the figure of the gentle woman in her mind, although slightly blurred, has been there for a long time.

In my memory, my mother treated people and things peacefully, but she had a wide range of knowledge. My mother liked to tell me stories about her youth before napping, about her grandfather taking her out on a study trip, and about the strange things on the road.

Mother is a beauty, a very beautiful woman. But who would have thought that such a talented and good-looking woman would lose to the love word. When he learned that his father acquiesced to his grandmother's request and agreed to accept his little cousin, his eyes went from gloomy to disheartened.

Later, her mother's health became worse and worse, but she would rather be broken than broken, and she was obsessed with separating from her father.

The thoughts drifted farther and farther, "Qingqiu, you must protect yourself in the future, 10 million, 10 million, don't, move ,,, heart." The mother's dying words lingered in my ears, and tears unconsciously slid down my cheeks. It was the first time that the five-year-old himself faced death, and it was also the node of his rapid growth.

Keep your heart and do a good job all the time. As for Xiao Zhan, those memories are too far away, so far away that he can't remember what feelings he has for him.

"Ping'er, what's wrong, my mother is here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid", Cang Suniang walked in and saw the tears on Leng Qingqiu's cheeks, anxiously hugged Leng Qingqiu in her arms, and gently patted Leng Qingqiu's back.

Leng Qingqiu's expression was a little dazed for a while, and he felt the wetness of his cheeks, it was tears, he hadn't shed tears for a long time. looked up and saw those eyes full of love, but finally did not resist, obediently snuggled in Cang Suniang's arms.

Leng Qingqiu's name in this life is Gu Qingping. Qingping, Qingzi, take the meaning of peace in life, think about it carefully, it is much better than the autumn of Xiao Xiao and the cool autumn, Leng Qingqiu laughed at himself.

Who would have thought that the daughter of the Leng family would not be liked by her grandmother. And my sister-in-law, who actually hates herself - think about it, how many women in the backyard like themselves, and they all resent their mother's similar face.

But Leng Qingqiu was fortunate that Leng Qingqiu's wisdom was not buried. At the age of six, he was given the opportunity to be taught by his grandfather and studied with his brothers, and his vision was not limited to the three points of the backyard. The most important thing is that my heart that was full of holes at that time also had a lot of comfort.

The past is like smoke, it has its own destiny, and the rebirth of this life is already a blessing. Let the past pass, God has given you early wisdom, you will always take away something, you can't be too greedy. Cherish the present moment and leave no regrets for yourself in this life.

The birdsong outside the window was very crisp, and there was a little more relief in my heart, I looked up at Su Niang, and my heart was soft, and I gently called "mother"

"Ping'er, what did you just call me, shout again", Cang Suniang was stunned suddenly, and after being stunned for a few seconds, she looked at Qingqiu with excitement on her face, and her trembling voice was full of anticipation to Qingqiu. The clenched fingers betrayed her nervousness.

Leng Qingqiu, no, it should be said that it is Gu Qingping now. In the past, he had a cold temperament and did not like to talk much, and after being reborn, he was unfamiliar with his surroundings, so he had no expression or words. As for the original body, he has never spoken since he was born, as if he is missing a soul, and his reaction is always a little sluggish, and he does everything wooden.

Thinking of this, Gu Qingping lowered his eyelids, then slowly hugged the weak but tough woman in front of him, and buried his head in her slender neck.

These days, Cang Suniang's dedication to her children, Gu Qingping sees it. Even if you change your separation to abandonment, and you are forced to go to a small border town, you have to take away the mentally unsane children.

The red face and white bones are empty, and the verdant bamboo is the Dharma body. Personnel is difficult, and a burst of heat is surging in my heart, perhaps because of the blood connection, I am more intimate to this soft-eyed woman. He shook his head slightly in his heart, and tightened his arms holding the woman.