Mother doesn't like makeup, and she is beautiful without makeup.

There was a flamboyance between the eyebrows, and the woman's usual low eyebrows and forbearance could not be seen on her face.

When my father passed away, my mother was sad in my heart, but the stubbornness in my mother's bones was no different from the past.

A hint of tears appeared in Xue Ling's eyes.

The woman in front of her was her mother, Jiang Yue.

The mother's temperament is different from that of other women, and the mother does not like the title of Jiang, and even when she calls her father, she never calls her husband or master like other aunts.

My mother has always been a maverick who calls her father's name, and when she is happy, she calls her by name, and when she is unhappy, she even takes her name with her surname.

Xue Ling has known since she was a child that her mother has always been a rebellious existence in the entire family.

The Jiang family is the second in the family of witch doctors.

Therefore, although her mother behaved perversely, and her father was maneuvering around her, the Xue family could be regarded as turning a blind eye in the end.

This conflict erupted completely after the death of his father.

In the previous life, she couldn't resolve this contradiction, so her mother died early.

In this life, even if it can be resolved, she doesn't want to.

She was unwilling to grieve her mother to resolve this conflict.

A mother that a father can protect.

She can, too.

And will do better.

Xue Ling shook his head slightly, leaving all the thoughts in his mind behind.

In life, there are only a few people who are most important.

When my mother is here, this family is still there.

With hope in her eyes, she called out to her mother.

A faint glow faded from under his eyes.

Jiang Shi was stunned when he saw a pair of daughters. Soon came back to his senses, frowned, his voice was still loud, but he listened carefully, and there was a kind of strength that was strong.

"Where does this snow come from? Come here, I'll see? ”

As he spoke, he pulled Xue Ling over and patted the remnants of snow off her body for her.

Then carefully explained, "Tomorrow your grandmother will come to preside over the overall situation, after these few days, after your father's burial, we will go home, there are many rules at home, after all, we can't be as comfortable as now, Ah Ling is thirteen years old, and he will be sixteen after keeping filial piety." He sighed, "Sixteen,"

After this long sigh, he did not speak again.

With such a look on her mother, Xue Ling would have thought that her mother was worried about her marriage.

But I didn't know that hidden behind this sigh was a regret that a mother couldn't accompany her daughter to grow up and couldn't see her daughter get married.

Mother, I must have guessed my fate.

Xue Ling felt a little distressed.

She remembered that in her previous life, she was immersed in the grief of losing her father, and did not notice the abnormality in her mother's words.

I never thought that in just a few days, I lost my loved ones one after another.

Thinking about it now, what she misses most is still those peaceful days around her parents.

Xue Ling held her mother's hand and called out to her mother again.

Jiang Yue sighed slightly, "Ah Ling, don't worry. You and Yan'er are the daughters of the Xue family, and no one dares to do anything to you. ”

Xue Ling sighed secretly, her mother was more transparent than she thought, and everything in the Xue family, her mother had already seen it clearly and clearly.

Jiang Yue was unusual, and gave a detailed explanation to Xue Ling, with a sense of helplessness to explain the future.

When she said this, her face was different from usual, and there was a kind of indifference that bordered on compromise.

Xue Ling hid all her thoughts, raised a face, and asked with a pun, "Why is A-Niang so careful, don't you go back with us?" ”

Jiang Yue was just distracted for a moment, and then said with little confidence, "Naturally, we want to go back together, that is also my home, Ah Ling, I have seen through the harshness of this world for women, since I can't change my fate, I just hope that you and Yan'er can marry and have children like ordinary girls, and live some of the most ordinary lives." ”

Marry and have children.

Xue Ling didn't agree, she naturally didn't think about getting married and having children when she cast this spell on herself.

But

Xue Ling's eyes fell on her sister, since it was her mother's expectation, let her sister complete it.

Jiang Yue's voice was soft, "Ah Ling, Yan'er, you can learn to turn around in the future, and you can't be too persistent." ”

With such a simple sentence, Xue Ling was almost certain that the self-blame in her mother's words was difficult to hide.

Self-blame is a difficult emotion to relieve, and no one understands it better than her.

In the previous life, her sister's death was the last straw that overwhelmed her.

So at that time, she no longer resisted and died with peace of mind.

However, at the last moment of her life, that unwillingness pulled her back.

Having died once, she understands better than anyone else the meaning of life.

To be alive is to have hope.

And death, doomed is only a manifestation of failure.

"A-Niang," Xue Ling thought about the wording in her heart, and said, "My daughter read a book yesterday and read an article, A-Niang may answer one or two for me?" ”

Jiang Yue waved his hand, "My poetry is not good, you ask me this, it is equivalent to playing the piano to the cow, if your father is reincarnated,"

Xue Ling was afraid of arousing her mother's worries, so she hurriedly reached out and pulled Jiang Yue's sleeve, interrupting her mother's unfinished words, "Except for A-Niang, I have no one to ask, I think about it, maybe A-Niang understands?" ”

Such a little daughter's posture made Jiang Yue's heart soften, "You read it first, if I don't understand, I can check it for you." ”

Xue Ling whispered softly, "The minister is in danger, and he is murdered by Min." When the child was born in June, the loving father saw his back; At the age of four, his uncle took away his mother's will. Grandmother Liu Minchen was lonely and weak, and she was raised by her relatives. There are few ministers and many diseases, not at the age of nine, and zero Ding is lonely, as for the establishment. There is no uncle, the end of the fresh brother, the door is weak, and there is a child at night. There is no close relatives on the outside, and there is no five-foot servant on the inside. ”

Xue Ling was thirteen years old, and her voice should have been crisp with a girl.

But word by word, there is a different composure.

When I thought of the cocoon standing alone and hanging from each other, I already had a slight choked voice.

Jiang Yue's expression couldn't stand being moved, and his helplessness at the beginning gradually turned into a kind of pain.

Xue Lingnian's article is from the statement of feelings, and the meaning of her words focuses on the loneliness of having no father and no mother.

Jiang Yue couldn't be indifferent in the end, she stretched out her arm and took the two daughters in her arms, the sadness in her eyes retreated, turning into a firmness, "Ah Ling, I understand what you mean, don't worry, Ah Niang will always be there." I will never let you and Yan'er go through such suffering. ”

Hearing her mother's words, Xue Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief.