The green bricks and tiles, the smoke curling, the landscape is picturesque, half green, half muddy.

Mu Xingyun got out of the car and walked on the muddy and narrow path with Luo Xingchen in his arms.

Looking at everything in front of me, my heart is extremely peaceful and steady. The land that gave birth to her! You are still so broad, no matter how many ups and downs your children have experienced, you have accepted them silently.

In the distance, there were sounds of beating and scolding children, and the sound of children crying and begging for mercy. At dusk, the sound of ducks and geese coming home in flocks. On the road, the sound of wild dogs chasing, children chasing and fighting, running wildly, laughing wildly, and crying.

"Yikes! Isn't this the nebula of Teacher Chen's family? ”

Mu Xingyun greeted her politely, said hello, and walked in the direction of her home.

There was a muttering voice from behind, Mu Xingyun knew that there were no good words, but she didn't care how many indifferent things these indifferent people said.

Exquisite and luxurious 3-storey bungalow, surrounded by delightful flowers. Chen Lili cleaned up the house inside and out, clean and refreshing.

In the green brick and rubble countryside, such a house does look a little out of place and a little glaring.

Mu Xingyun rang the doorbell, and Chen Lili hurriedly poked her head out from the bedroom on the second floor.

Her eyes unexpectedly fell on Mu Xingyun and the child in her arms, and she was indescribably excited in her heart. Hurriedly grabbed a thick blanket from the sofa and trotted all the way downstairs.

"Nebula! You kid, you don't know how to call first when you get home, and let your mother pick you up, isn't it? There's still a light rain outside! I don't know how to play an umbrella, you're not afraid of the cold, isn't the child still young? Look at you, how old are you。。。。。。 ”

Chen Lili hurriedly opened the door while chattering, and her words were not finished. When she saw Mu Xingyun's red and swollen eyes and tired face, her heart was full of mixed feelings, and her heart was like numbness.

She hurriedly took the child in Nebula's arms and put a thick blanket over the child. Looking at Luo Fanchen, who was sleeping well, a burst of warmth rose in his heart.

Mu Xingyun looked at his mother, the sourness and grievances that had accumulated for many years were fermenting rapidly in his heart, the waves were turbulent, and he collapsed and burst the embankment.

Tears flowed wantonly, and Mu Xingyun couldn't cry. Chen Lili hugged her daughter and lamented the hardships of life and the misfortune of fate.

The hand of fate has ever been gentle to all beings, joy is only temporary, and mortal people, who are not chicken feathers. Who cares if you're doing well, whether you're enough to feed and wear, everyone is too busy to take care of themselves, and they can't balance the rest of their lives, let alone just right.

Chen Lili settled the sleeping Luo Fanchen, and Mu Xingyun slowly calmed down after crying.

Mu Xingyun described some family disputes very simply, the traps and aggressiveness of the Luo family, and Mu Xingyun just lightly brought them over. She chose to leave the house and only wanted Luo Fanchen to follow her. She has thought about many mundane and practical problems, but compared with letting Luo Fanchen grow up in the ruthless and unpredictable Luo family, she feels that the nourishment of the soul is far greater than the material wealth. Mu Xingyun just had too much patience, worries and helplessness, and she was a little dodging the mixed and forbearant anger in her mother's eyes.

She wanted to speak and stopped, how should she speak, for her mother, who had suffered so much in the world, should have been enjoying the retirement leisure time she had worked hard for most of her life. But because of his daughter's stupidity, he took the rest of his life as he gradually aged.

However, does she have any other choice than to entrust Luo Fanchen to her mother?

No! She has no way out, and along with her mother, she seems to have no choice to say no.

"Don't worry about it, the child can be put here with peace of mind! Do what you want to do, pick up your dreams from scratch, and bloom for yourself again. Even if life slaps you in the face, even if life deceives you, all you can do, and need to do, is to be hopeful, not resentful, and not to give in. Think about this time of continuous reincarnation, but one in spring, one in summer, one in autumn, one in winter, in addition to these four seasons, what other tricks can there be. In this life, there is no more than a trip to the wind, a trip to the rain, a trip to pride, a journey to loneliness, a journey to splendor, and a journey to despair. Stay together, give up, live and die. In addition to this uncertain ups and downs, honor and disgrace, love and hate, and parting, what else can be sad and terrible. ”