Pan Jiaojiao walked out of the governor's mansion with a needlework basket, her eyes a little gloomy.

Originally, she was not like this, although her husband died and her family was not as good as before, she still had a son. With her son by her side, watching him grow up day by day, Pan Niangzi's heart is extremely down-to-earth, and she has a head to live.

However, who knew that the child would always remember his father's hatred and go to take revenge on Shi San'er! Shi San'er has already taken refuge in the government, turned into an officer and soldier of the imperial court, and became the chief of the halberd, how could that stupid boy dare to assassinate him?

This father and son are the same!

Pan Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and scolded her dead man hatefully. That dead ghost, knowing that Li Xiaochang was reversed, knowing that Shi San was a lawless soldier under Li Xiaochang, those boots were given to him in vain, how could it not be worth his life, and his son would go with him.

Now Mrs. Pan is only thirty-four or five years old, but she is like an old woman in her sixties and seventies.

"Stop!"

The halberd at the gate of the Governor's Mansion suddenly swept the halberd sideways and blocked it in front of her.

The halberd hand glared at Mrs. Pan and said, "You have a bulging bag in your waist, what are you stuffing, stop and check!" ”

"Meat! That's meat! My own! ”

Pan Niangzi was angry, pinched a piece of meat around her waist, and yelled at the halberd-wielder: "The old lady is not the first day to work in the Governor's Mansion, haven't you seen it?" Yes! You say I have something hidden in my waist! Come on, come on, you touch! ”

Pan Niangzi pressed forward step by step, the halberd was only seventeen or eighteen years old, where was her opponent, and she was bluffed back again and again.

"Okay, okay, Mrs. Pan, Xiao Ding is also on business!"

Qiao Erlang, the halberd chief, rushed over, glared at the halberd bearer, and then turned to Pan Niangzi: "Xiao Ding is new here, there are many people in and out of the house, he doesn't recognize it, haha, no wonder!" No wonder! ”

Pan Niangzi glared at Xiao Ding fiercely: "You kid, grow your eyes in the future, don't think that the old lady is dead, and a man is easy to bully without a son, hum!" ”

Pan Niangzi went out of the house hatefully, and vaguely heard Qiao Erlang scolding Xiao Ding behind her: "You kid, what did you do to provoke that woman, that woman died her husband, and her son was just cut down by the court, and she was alone, but no one is afraid!" ”

Mrs. Pan snorted, hurriedly took a few steps, and suddenly the tears couldn't stop flowing. The dead ghost, who was killed for a pair of boots, and the stupid son cut down the court in order to avenge his father, leaving her alone, how can she survive in this life.

Mrs. Pan walked all the way, crying all the way, and her two eyes were swollen like walnuts. When she arrived at the door of her house, Mrs. Pan suddenly saw that the fence door was open, and she couldn't help but feel nervous, there are still a few old hens in the yard, but don't you recruit thieves?

Mrs. Pan hurried a few steps into the yard, and saw that under the persimmon tree, a beggar in rags was sleeping. Pan Niangzi dropped the needlework basket, picked up a stick from the corner of the wall, and rushed over with angry eyes, before anyone arrived, the cry of the sky and the earth first sounded: "God, what a beggar with a wolf's heart and lungs, bullying me a ......"

The crying stopped abruptly, and Pan Niangzi held a stick, looked at the face of the beggar sleeping under the persimmon tree in astonishment, and swung as if she had malaria: "You...... You ......"

Li Yu had been woken up by her cry, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a middle-aged woman standing in front of her, and in an instant, the memories that belonged to Li Yu flooded into her heart.

Six or seven years ago, Mrs. Pan was still a well-known beauty in this alley, although she was over 30 years old, she was also charming and charming. But since she beat her husband to death, she pulled her son alone, how can she care about dressing up.

Twelve or thirteen-year-old boys are the time when they can eat the most. Later generations would have absolutely imagined that just because a young man with a growing body could eat a large amount of food and be able to eat, it would be enough to overwhelm and overwhelm a poor family.

And the children of poor families, at the age of twelve or thirteen, should come out to work and help the family, but this Li Yu doesn't know which way of evil, just ask around, but if he hears who is powerful in fists and feet, he goes to learn martial arts. Don't do anything else, so you can eat more.

This Pan lady dotes on her son, and refuses to let her son suffer a little hunger and cold, she sells makeup mirrors, jewelry, cloth clothes and hairpin skirts, and works to make money, but she pulls her son into a young man, but she is getting old and bloated.

The neighbors all said that Pan Niangzi's hard life finally came to an end, who knew that when Li Yu grew up, the first thing he did was to kill people. He killed people for filial piety, but when he was escorted to the government prison, he didn't know how many neighbors pointed at his nose and scolded him for being unfilial and calling him unworthy of a son.

All kinds of memories have come to my heart, although the person who dominates this body is Yang Bing's memory, but the Pan lady's trickle-down maternal love for her son cannot but affect him. Li Yu's nose suddenly became sour, and he couldn't help but turn over and kneel, and said in a trembling voice: "Mother! Unfilial piety, back! ”

Pan Niangzi took a step back tremblingly, and the wooden stick in her hand fell to the ground with a thud.

Mrs. Pan stared at her son as if she had lost her soul, her lips trembled, trembling for a long time, and suddenly she cried bitterly: "Little fish! My son~~~"

Pan Niangzi cried loudly, jumped up and hugged Li Yu, crying so much that the sky was shattered: "My son, you came back to see your mother!" You unfilial little beast! Why do you kill people for that dead ghost, how can you live if you leave your mother alone~~"

Pan Niangzi hugged Li Yu and cried and wiped her tears, but her arms were tightly hugged, lest her son disappear as soon as she let go.

Since her son was sent to the capital, the day of the September 9th Autumn Decision was like a knife hanging in her heart, cutting her heart all the time. On the ninth day of September, she sat alone at home until the noon execution, when she suddenly began to cry until she fainted. She knew that her son, the piece of flesh that had fallen from her body, would cease to exist from this moment on.

Now, her son has come back to see her, and before he was reincarnated, he still thought about her as a mother, and he came back to see her.

Mrs. Pan was sad and happy, holding her son and crying breathlessly. Li Yu was a little stunned at first, and after listening to Pan Niangzi's words, she realized that she thought she was just returning from her soul. Li Yu felt both funny and sad, if the memory that belonged to Yang Bing in his consciousness was still so uncomfortable and alienated from the Pan family's lady, it was all gone at this moment.

Li Yu said movingly in the ear of Pan Niangzi: "Mother! He's not dead! My son is back alive! ”

Pan Niangzi was struck by lightning, quickly let go of Li Yu, looked him up and down carefully, and said in disbelief: "My son, you ...... What did you say? You're not dead? You're really not dead? ”

Li Yu's nose was sour, and he said to Pan Niangzi: "Of course I'm not dead!" Mother, it's not dark yet, if I'm a ghost, how can I show up? ”

"Not dead? Not dead! My son is not dead! ”

Pan Niangzi pinched Li Yu's shoulder in surprise, touched his cheek again, suddenly her face changed, she looked around a few times in horror, pushed Li Yu and said, "Son, have you escaped from prison?" You go quickly, how far can you escape, as long as you live, mother, as long as you live, you go quickly! Come on! ”

Mrs. Pan's eyes were full of fear, lest if she was a little late, someone sent by the government to rush in and arrest her son again. Li Yu couldn't cry or laugh, grabbed Pan Niangzi's hands hard, and said seriously: "Mother! Don't worry! I'm not dead! I didn't escape from prison either! I'm ......."

Li Yu hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I'm ...... Because killing for the sake of the father is to fulfill filial piety! So the emperor was gracious and forgave my sins! Mother, my son is now innocent, my son is alive, and he is not guilty, do you understand? ”

"Alive? No guilt? My son, alive? Pan Niangzi looked directly at Li Yu and muttered and repeated.

Seeing Li Yu nodding vigorously with a smile, Pan Niangzi rolled her eyes, and she was overjoyed.