Lin Shuang has accepted the fact that she lives in ancient times, but she is now only three years old, and she is confused all day long, she can't remember the things in her previous life clearly, and she has no clue how she came over.

Recently, I have remembered some details of my previous life, bits and pieces, thinking too much and consuming my mind, and now in ancient times, I was either in a daze or sleeping.

Lin Shuang's analysis believes that he should have been reincarnated, and his memory did not disappear after his death in his previous life, and then he was reincarnated into the belly of the current mother.

After breakfast, the eldest brother played with the cloth tiger on the kang for her, kissed her on the cheek, called the little girl outside to come in and take care of it, and ran out by himself I don't know what to do.

The corners of Lin Shuang's mouth twitched, and she hugged the cloth tiger expressionlessly, the toy in her memory was a model of an airplane, tank, machine gun, and cannon. Although it's Lori's body at the moment.,But inside it's an adult who is slowly recovering her memory.,For this handmade puppet toy,There's really no desire to have a good time.。

The little girl's name is Yin'er, she was specially hired by Mrs. Chen to take care of Lin Shuang, she was only seven or eight years old, and she began to keep her head, with a small bun on each side of her head, a pointed chin, and a shy look like she was thin and thin. Yin'er came in to take care of Lin Shuang's hand, and then sat on the kang in front of the window to do needlework, leaving Lin Shuang in a daze.

Lin Shuang thought about the events of her previous life for a while, and when she was about to fall asleep in a trance, she heard the voice of Chen Niangzi outside, Lin Shuang raised her head, and the little girl also put down the needle and thread, got up and went out to open the curtain.

The door curtain "snapped", and Mrs. Chen's face was red from the cold, but her face showed joy. Entering the door, he picked up Lin Shuang, wiped a handful of Lin Shuang's face with one palm, brushed the three pinches of short hair on her head, and put a tiger head hat on her, and kept saying: "Niuniu, my mother will take you to the owner to ask for peace, and when I see my wife, I have to salute, and my wife must answer her questions well." ”

Lin Shuang let her fiddle with her softly, and said suspiciously: "Mother, what does the owner want to ask me?" ”

Mrs. Chen hugged her and walked out, "What do you answer, Mrs. couldn't be more kind." When your rented mother was alive, she was a grandmother in your wife's house, and your wife still misses her. There was a mother-in-law waiting outside the door, and Lin Shuang recognized her as Mrs. Du on the needlework. Seeing the two women coming out, they also hurriedly walked to the main room.

Lin Shuang was curious, she didn't know what the owner saw her doing, she couldn't be a little girl at her age, since she came to ancient times, Lin Shuang just concentrated on being her little baby, eating, drinking, sleeping and sleeping, and rarely even went out of the door, all she saw were a few housekeepers or little girls who often interacted with her family on Zhuangzi.

When I arrived at the door of the upper room, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl opened the curtain of the door, whispered something to the inside, and then nodded at Mrs. Chen, and said softly: "Go in, Mrs. is waiting." He said "wait" to Du Pozi again, and stopped her from entering.

Mrs. Chen carried Lin Shuang into the door, and there was also a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl waiting inside.

The girl led the two to the house, and Lin Shuang saw that her father, Steward Lin, was also standing with his hands hanging on the side. There was a noblewoman in her forties sitting on the big kang near the window, her face was powdered, her lips were thin, her lips were lightly greased, her head was combed in a high bun, she was wearing a sauce-colored forehead, she was wearing gold and silver, her body was relatively thin, and her spirit was not very good.

On the round stool under her sat two elderly mothers, both dressed in silk clothes and carrying silver jewelry.

After Mrs. Chen entered the door, the three of them all stared at Lin Shuang.

Mrs. Chen put Lin Shuang on the ground, and with a handful of dexterity in her hand, she pressed Lin Shuang to her knees on the ground: "Mrs., this is my youngest daughter Lin Shuang, whose nickname is Niuniu." As he spoke, he gave a gentle push on his hand.

Lin Shuang had already been taught, leaning down and kowtowing to the noblewoman, she was small and thickly dressed, almost lying on the ground: "Say hello to my wife." ”

With a smile on her face, the lady said no need to be polite, and stretched out her hand and said, "Come, good boy." ”

Lin Shuang was about to turn her head to look at her mother, but Mrs. Chen quickly pulled her up and sent her forward.

Mrs. pulled Lin Shuang into her arms, looked at it carefully from head to toe, and said to Lin Shuang's father who was standing aside with a smile: "The girl in charge of Lin is well raised, white and clean, and people like it." ”

Steward Lin hurriedly knelt down in front of his wife and said, "Mrs. lift." ”

Mrs. asked Lin to get up, and asked Lin Shuang softly, "...... How old are you? ”

Lin Shuang knew that this wife was the big boss of her father's mother, and she was told to behave well, so she replied as clearly as she could: "If you go back to your wife, you are three years old." ”

Lin Shuang's birthday is in September, and the virtual age is three years old.

Mrs. asked a few more questions, such as what she did at home, what she liked to eat and play, and Lin Shuang answered them one by one.

In the end, the wife looked at the two mothers who were sitting, and when she saw her mother nodding, she said a few words of praise to Lin Shuang's father and mother, rewarded some melons, fruits and sweets, and let Lin Steward's family go back.