Chapter 252: The Light in Life
"Mom's ......"
Seeing Fan Yaohua, she ran towards her like crazy, and the millet let let go of Grandma Huang's hand and opened her arms to meet her.
Fan Yaohua fell directly to the ground and hugged her daughter in her arms.
Fan Yaohua hugged her daughter tightly in her arms, buried her head in her hair, and took a deep breath, "Mom's millet grains." ”
"Mom~" Millet grains also hugged Fan Yaohua's neck tightly.
"Mom...... Mommy's little baby, Mommy misses you. ”
Although Fan Yaohua didn't cry, her heart was even more uncomfortable than crying, her body holding the millet grains was trembling slightly, her spirit was a little trance, and she felt as if she was dreaming.
"Mom, I miss you too, I miss you very much."
Millet grains' voice was very soft and gentle, like the gentle evening breeze, which came into Fan Yaohua's ears, like a foreign sound, at this time, because she was too excited, her blood pressure rose, and her whole brain felt dizzy.
"Mommy is in ...... Mommy in ...... Don't be afraid of millet grains...... Don't be afraid......" She gently stroked her daughter's back, her consciousness a little blurred.
It's like going back to that day and seeing my daughter who was bitten by a dog and the flesh was blurred, the feeling of panic and helplessness, like the sky falling.
"Well, Mom, I'm not scared anymore, I'm amazing now, I can protect Mom, and Grandma......" Millet grains were slightly excited in her tone.
At this time, many people had already surrounded the three of them, thanks to the preaching of the third grandfather, and everyone was both curious and in awe at this time.
At this time, Song Ci put a bowl of intestinal noodles in front of Little Butterfly.
"Eat first, I'll go see the millet grains."
Song Ci said, separated the crowd and walked in.
"Mr. Song......"
Seeing that it was Song Ci, Grandma Huang, who was a little helpless in the crowd, seemed to have found the backbone.
"Grandma Huang, wait a minute."
Song Ci stepped forward, pulled back the "inch time" from the neck of the millet grain, and at this moment, the faces of the people around him showed a look of confusion, and they turned around and left one after another.
And Song Ci also summoned the jar at the same time and made a wish.
"Erase the memories of all those present at this time who saw Fan Wan, except for his relatives."
This wish does not require much Wish, only 2 points are consumed, partly because this memory is very short, and partly because it does not have any effect on reality, otherwise it would not be possible to only need 2 points.
At this time, Fan Yaohua finally relieved herself, and after she recovered, she sobbed in a low voice.
Her father died early, and she and her mother depended on each other since she was a child, and the family conditions were very bad at that time, which also caused her to have an inferior character.
This also makes her an adult, a man treats her a little better, she pours out her heart and lungs, and gives herself to the other party completely, this person is the father of Millet Grain.
But after the two got married, the other party's true form was revealed, and she was slightly dissatisfied, beating and scolding at every turn, and her fists and feet were not light or heavy, but even so, in order to maintain this family, she still chose to swallow her anger.
But after having a daughter, for the sake of her daughter, she had a weak personality, so she resisted for the first time and took her daughter back to her parents' house.
Although her mother's family did not have anyone to support her, fortunately, there were parents and brothers in the same village, especially the third grandfather, who finally divorced smoothly under his mediation.
But after the divorce, her daughter became her spiritual pillar and the light in her life.
After losing her daughter, her spirit completely collapsed, her life was dark, if it weren't for the fact that there was an old mother to take care of at home, I am afraid she would have chosen to go with her daughter a long time ago.
Even so, in the past few years, she has been alive like a walking corpse, repeating the same life and the same work every day, thinking about nothing, and there is no difference between living and dying.
Until Song Ci brought hope and brought a glimmer of light, she had to wait for her daughter to come back, she had to work hard to earn money and buy her daughter delicious snacks and beautiful clothes......
Mr. Song...... Excuse me...... I...... It's so exciting. ”
Fan Yaohua apologized to Song Ci with a little choked up, and she only remembered at this time that she was still making intestinal noodles for Mr. Song.
"It's okay, let's go home and talk about it, it's not good to have too much impact on the street." Song Ci comforted.
"Okay, okay, thank you, Mr. Song."
Fan Yaohua, who had been kneeling on the ground, was about to kowtow to Song Ci, but was stopped by Song Ci.
However, seeing Fan Yaohua's grateful look, Song Ci's heart moved, and the interface of the jar appeared in front of Song Ci.
Wishing Strength: 58
Refining gas: 2.27+
Wish: Resurrect wife Yun Chuyao (10000) - Insufficient wish
There were 40 points of wish power before, and just now the wish was made to erase everyone's memory, which cost 2 points, leaving 38 points of wish power, and now there are 20 more points, which are from Huang Grandma and Fan Yaohua.
But why don't you have millet grains, Song Ci believes that millet grains are not the kind of children who have no conscience.
In this way, there is only one possibility, millet grains are his subordinates, so there is no wish value, now think about it, before helping the two little guys send letters, they also did not get the wish power value.
But it turns out that wool can catch a sheep and pull hard, if so......
Song Ci showed a thoughtful look.
"Mr. Song."
Millet Timidly tugged at the placket of Song Ci's shirt to bring him back to his senses.
With so many people coming around just now, she also knew that she had made a mistake.
"It's okay, go home with your mother and grandmother, and you can wear it for the time being." Song Ci touched her little head and comforted.
"Hmm." Millet grains responded obediently.
Song Ci turned around and walked towards the little butterfly who was still sitting in the stall.
Seeing this, Fan Yaohua handed over the millet grains to Grandma Huang to take care of, and hurriedly caught up with Song Ci.
"Mr. Song, I'll make you a bowl of intestinal noodles."
"No need."
"You can eat a bowl, the intestinal noodles I made taste very good." Fan Yaohua said in an almost begging tone.
Song Ci was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at her, and saw that her face was full of apprehension, and with a little gratitude, he suddenly understood what she meant.
So he smiled and nodded, "Then I'll trouble you." ”
"No trouble, no trouble, you sit, you sit first, it's right away." After saying that, he hurried back to the back of the stall.
She didn't know how to be grateful to Song Ci, so she could only express her gratitude to Song Ci with her best intestinal noodles, but she was afraid that Song Ci would dislike her.
So after Song Ci agreed, she was extremely happy.
After Song Ci returned to his seat, he unexpectedly found that the noodles in the little butterfly bowl had not eaten much, and asked with some surprise: "Isn't it delicious?" ”
Little Butterfly shook her head, her expression a little down, then lowered her head and continued to eat her noodles, this time significantly faster.
Song Ci frowned, a little puzzled by what was wrong with her.
After thinking about it, he said, "When I finish eating, I will go back with you to see your parents." ”
The little butterfly didn't answer when she heard this, and still ate the noodles silently, which made Song Ci feel very strange.
Then he remembered that in the morning, he asked the two of them who would go home first, and Little Butterfly didn't think about it, and directly said Sister Millet Grain.
So yesterday she came home and saw something unhappy?
made her feel a little resistant to going home and meeting her parents.
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(End of chapter)