In the private room, Mrs. Mu choked back tears and slowly finished the bowl of noodles, as if she had returned to the original year......

That year, Yun Xue was three years old: "Mother, when Yun Xue grows up, she must make a unique bowl of noodles for her mother." ”

"Mother, try this quickly, this is what Yunxue just made, do you like it?" That year, when Yunxue was seven years old, she made a bowl of noodles three fingers wide.

"Mother, Yunxue wants to make a unique bowl of dragon whisker noodles for your mother to celebrate your birthday." That year, Yunxue was fifteen years old, and she combed her hair for herself.

Every year, on her birthday, she can eat all kinds of noodles made by Mu Yunxue for her.

It's just that there is no bowl of dragon beard noodles, and later, Mu Yunxue disappeared.

"Old lady, old lady ......", Qianlan gently called Mu Laotaijun, who was caught in the memories of the past, and handed over a paper towel unique to the rivers and lakes.

"Oh, the old man is rude." Mrs. Mu took the tissue and wiped away the tears.

"Don't dare to hide it from the old lady, I went to the Stygian Feather Snow Maple today and found that there was an extra poem on the wordless tablet." Night Shadow changed the topic so as not to embarrass the old lady of the Mu family.

"Poetry? No word? No, the old body has to go and see it for himself. ”

Mrs. Mu didn't wait for the two of them to finish speaking, she had already got up and left quickly, running to her car.

In the lobby, Jin Wuyu stopped the night shadow, and the two of them handed over the bill in their hands: "Small business, no credit, plus the damaged tables, chairs, dishes and chopsticks of Princess Ping'an, 100,000 amethyst coins." ”

The two characters who called for wind and rain touched their pockets, only to realize that they did not have the thing called money on them.

Accidentally! I usually hug before going out, and I never thought that I would go out alone.

"Can you take credit?" Qianlan asked shyly.

"What do you say?" Jin Wuyu asked politely.

When I first came, I was so high-spirited!

"Jin Da shopkeeper, this is a beautiful jade that can represent my identity, press here first, and prepare enough amethyst coins to get it another day, can you?" Nightshade is quite polite.

Hurrying all the way, Old Taijun Mu hurriedly came to the Stygian Feather Xue Feng, the white wordless monument.

Before, it was as white as jade and smooth as a mirror, but now, it has more blood-red strokes.

"The moonlight color, the woman's fragrance, the tears break the sword, how long the love is

How much it hurts, no words to think, forget you, lonely soul

Swinging with the wind, who will laugh, infatuated Lang, this battlefield of red dust

Who can be the king of thousands of troops, pass the love pass, who dares to break through, look at the bright moon, and feel sad

Eternal hatred, reincarnation taste, eyes closed, who is the craziest.

The impermanence of this world is destined to hurt those who dare to love for life. ”

This has written Mu Yunxue's short life.

For a long time, for a long time, the three people stood in front of the wordless monument and were silent for a long time.

"Today's things, rotten in your stomachs, block all news today.

secretly supported Wei Manjianghu and waited for her to grow up and return. ”

The old lady's rare fortitude, this old woman who lost her husband when she was young, lost her daughter in middle age, and led a large family, her eyes are resolute.

"When she grows up? Old Taijun, what do you mean...... "Qianlan is puzzled, Lao Taijun knows who the person who wrote the inscription is.

"You two, can you take a closer look at the inscription on this wordless tablet."

"A blood-colored lotus." Nightshade had already seen it a few times.

"Yes, a lotus. Originally, it was supposed to be a white lotus, but it was blood-red.

Leaving the song, falling into the song, Yun Xue once said that she wanted a daughter to inherit the mantle, and her name was Liange. ”