Yang Mo tossed and turned on the bed for a long time before falling asleep, she had not dreamed for a long time, and this night she broke through and fell into a nightmare.

"Dad", Yang Mao, who was still a toddler, sat on her father's shoulder, holding her father's ears with both hands, dressed like a big red cannon battle, "Dad, look, my mother, my mother is over there." ”

Yang Mao's mother is a beauty, and her mother's identity is revealed in her only remaining memory.

Her mother was originally a princess from a small country in the southwest border, and she was sent to Tongquanzhou to make peace, but no one had ever seen what this princess looked like, so Her Royal Highness the princess had a fluke mentality, and exchanged identities with a girl who came down halfway and returned to China.

Oh, this matter has not been discovered by Emperor Quanzhou until now.

But the daughter had already been sent away and could not continue to live as a princess, so the king consulted the princess and sent her on a trip, taking a break by the way, worrying about his life's affairs.

Meeting her father is also a good story, but her mother avoids talking about it every time she talks about it, which makes Yang Mo wonder for more than ten years.

A family of three settled in Quanzhou, although the house was bought, but it has not been cleaned up, the family of three discussed staying in the inn first, and then going back after the family was cleaned up.

"Old Yang," Mother Yang put down the things in her hand, poured a cup of hot water for Father Yang, and took Yang Mo from Father Yang and held it in her arms, "Carrying her, are you tired?" ”

This is the first year that the family of three has just moved to Kyoto, Quanzhou, just in time for the Chinese New Year.

"She's not heavy, less than fifty pounds. And you, who are celebrating the New Year, are not afraid of people abducting you," Father Yang stretched out his hand and lightly touched Mother Yang's forehead, "Then I will find someone to ask for a daughter-in-law at that time, and someone to find a mother to go." ”

Yang Mo stared at the mother in front of her for a long time with flashing eyes, and then said the same words as her father in a milky voice, "Mao'er, who do you want, you want your mother!" ”

The puffing appearance is really cute, Yang's mother stared at her daughter's bulging cheeks and smiled, and said, "Yes, listen to me in the future." ”

Yang Mo giggled, almost like an adult.

The three of them stayed in the inn, and Yang Mo was sleepy and fell asleep early.

Yang Mo suddenly opened her eyes, and there were some water stains on the pillow, which should have been tears.

Yang Mo wiped her face expressionlessly, and then fell asleep.

This time I opened my eyes again ten years ago, when I was five years old.

Just received cabbage and went to sell it on the street, Yang Mo held a string of rock sugar gourds in her hand, and there were sugar stains all over her body to eat, her mother took a look, and calmly took her own handkerchief to wipe her face.

"Mother's little flower cat," Mother Yang pinched the tip of Yang Mao's nose, "Ask your father, how long will it take to get to the market, remember for yourself, don't be like your mother." ”

Yang's mother has a problem, she doesn't remember the road or the time.

For fear that her daughter would also inherit such a problem, Yang's mother had to let Yang Mo learn to recognize the way and remember the time since she was a child.

"Dad, let me ask you, how long is it until you get to the market?" Yang Mo asked, still thinking about the rock sugar gourd that was thrown by her mother just now, "Mother, buy me another string, I can recognize twenty words today." ”

Xiao Yang Mao pulled her mother's sleeve and was coquettish, and her mother was amused by her, so she pretended to be serious and said, "Thirty." ”

"Twenty-Five ......"

"Forty."

"Okay, good, thirty is thirty, I want to think who doesn't know thirty."

"Six ......"

"Mother, mother, mother," Yang Mo hurriedly shouted: "I'll go to read and write, I'll go." ”

Today is another day for routine girls.