The Chen family in the dream is still the same as when she first came to the Qing Dynasty. Dressed in a crescent-white flag suit with a gentle smile on his face, he was sitting on the edge of the bed looking at her.

"Eniang, I miss you." Mao Tongtong couldn't help but scream again. knew that she was in a dream, but she still couldn't help choking up.

"Tongtong doesn't cry, E-Niang is with you." In the dream, Chen caressed her face, and his voice was still so gentle.

"E-niang, I want to go home." Mao Tongtong pursed her mouth, only feeling full of grievances.

"Silly boy, how can you always want to go back to your parents' house when you get married." Chen said with a smile.

"Eniang, I'm sad." Mao Tongtong said again.

"E-Niang knows, E-Niang knows. We women will always have to suffer in this life. Chen's face was full of love, and he said: "Sadness is sad, and life still has to be lived with money." Don't force what you lose, just cherish what you have. In a lifetime, can there be no regrets? ”

"Eniang, it's all my fault. I lost the baby. As soon as Mao Tongtong spoke, she wanted to cry again.

"E-Niang knows that the saddest thing about losing a child is you. Don't blame yourself, you didn't mean to. The child in the spirit of heaven will not blame you. It's just that you don't have a fate. Chen said softly.

Looking at the soft-spoken Chen, Mao Tongtong couldn't help but reach out to hug it, but it turned out to be empty. Then I woke up from my dream.

"Tongtong dreamed?" The eighth master has been guarding the bedside, and when he heard Mao Tongtong keep calling Eniang, he knew that she was dreaming of Chen.

Nodding in a daze, Mao Tongtong said, "I miss Eniang." "She hadn't seen Chan for more than four years.

When she first came to the Qing Dynasty, she often thought of her mother in modern times. But gradually, she knew that after three hundred years of time and space, she would never have the opportunity to meet her relatives in modern times. Slowly, Chen took her mother's place in her heart, making her rely on and making her nostalgic.

Actually, she has never been a strong person. In modern times, although she carries everything in the family, like a female warrior. But when I go home every day, I can see my mother waiting for her, and my heart is steady.

But now, she is alone in the capital. Although he has the favor of the eighth master and the lovely group, he still longs for the company of his relatives.

"Tongtong, there's always a chance to see it." The eighth master reached out to Mao Tongtong and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. This is what Mao Tongtong left in his dream just now.

"I really hope that Eniang will live in the capital." Mao Tongtong said.

She is now the identity of Fang Fujin, and if the Chen family is in the capital, she can enter the mansion to see her.

"Master, let's transfer you Ama to Beijing." Eight Masters said. Only when Mao was transported to Beijing as an official, could the Chen family follow.

"Don't!" Mao Tongtong shook his head, "Don't do it because of me." If Amma wanted to come to the capital to be an official, he would tell me. You can't embarrass Amma because of me. ”

Sucking his nose, Mao Tongtong said with a smile: "It's because I'm so useless, I'm so old and I always want to be accompanied by my mother, it's too squeamish." ”

Seeing her smile and laughter, the eighth master couldn't help but feel distressed, and hugged her in his arms and said, "Tongtong, why don't you take your mother to live for a while." ”

"Then what about my Amma? Throw him alone in Yangzhou? Mao Tongtong said: "Master, I'm fine, I'm just dreaming!" It will be fine in a few days. ”

"Well, Ye is with you." The eighth master nodded.

The eighth master was originally preparing to wash the three banquets with her when Mao Tongtong woke up. After all, there will be guests at that time, and there will be a troupe. Even if Mao Tongtong doesn't go out, he will know the movement. If he didn't tell me in advance, it wouldn't be good. It can be seen that Mao Tongtong is like this, and he doesn't know how to speak.

Mao Tongtong cried in a dream, her emotions were vented, and her mood was much better.

In fact, the words that Chen persuaded her in the dream were just her own persuasion. As I said before, she understands the truth, but she can't get over it emotionally.

After adjusting, she also has the energy to focus on things other than herself.

"Master, what about Tuan Tuan? I miss him. Want to see him. Mao Tongtong said. It's been almost a day since she came back, but she hasn't even seen the child.

"Okay, I'll ask the nurse to bring it to you." The eighth master said: "You have been asleep before, and I was afraid of disturbing your rest, so I didn't let him come." ”

Mao Tongtong smiled, the eighth master was probably afraid of scaring the child.

After a while, the nurse came over with a tuantuan.

He was already familiar with the eighth master yesterday, and when he saw the eighth master, he reached out to hug him, and he still had "Amma" in his mouth vaguely.

The eighth master smiled and took him from the nurse's hand and sat on the edge of the bed, pointing to Mao Tongtong who was leaning on the bed and said, "Tuan Tuan, do you know who this is?" This is E-Niang. ”

Tuan Tuan stared at Mao Tongtong with a pair of big round eyes, his eyes were full of confusion.

Mao Tongtong couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand and touched Tuantuan's chin, "Don't you remember Eniang when you look like this?" ”

Tuan Tuan looked at her, but he didn't hide like he did when he saw the eighth master yesterday, but there was still doubt in his eyes.

"Is it okay to let E-Niang hug you?" Mao Tongtong clapped his hands and stretched out to Tuan Tuan.

Tuan Tuan hesitated a little, and hooked his hand around the eighth master's neck and refused to let go.

"You're still weak, don't hug him." The eighth master said, hugged Tuan Tuan and leaned towards Mao Tongtong, and said, "I don't know my mother anymore?" You used to like sticky things the most. ”

"Maybe it's because of the smell of medicine that he doesn't recognize." Mao Tongtong smiled bitterly.

Small children are very sensitive to smells. Although I recognize life, I still have memories of familiar tastes. But now that she is full of the smell of Chinese medicine, Tuan Tuan naturally can't figure it out.

"It's okay, it's good to be familiar with it." The eighth master hurriedly comforted: "It's better than me yesterday." I teased him yesterday, and he's still hiding! I didn't hide from you today. ”

Before going to Chengde, Mao Tongtong would accompany Tuan Tuan every day. Sometimes she plays with him, sometimes she teaches him to speak, and sometimes she reads poems to him, but in fact, Tuan Tuan has a deeper impression of her than she does to the eighth master. Although this will still be suspicious of her, it actually feels familiar.

The eighth master didn't force Tuan Tuan to be close to Mao Tongtong this time, but just hugged him to talk to Mao Tongtong. Tuan Tuan was also obedient, so he stayed in the arms of the eighth master and listened to the two of them, and did not cry. When it was time for dinner in the evening, Tuan Tuan suddenly shouted, "Mother! ”

Mao Tongtong was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted that Tuan Tuan was calling her. Because the word "Eniang" is more difficult to pronounce, Tuan Tuan called out a word first.

"Stinky boy, you can be regarded as remembering Eniang!" Mao Tongtong laughed.

The eighth master also laughed, "It seems that I still have a kiss with my mother!" ”

Mao Tongtong still leaned on the bed and hugged Tuan Tuan for a while. Looking at the little guy babbling in his arms, the sadness in his heart seemed to be alleviated a little.

The eighth master saw that she was in a good mood, so he said: "Tongtong, there will be three banquets in the house the day after tomorrow, and I have to accompany the guests, and I may be able to accompany you at night." ”