When the siblings heard their mother's voice after a long absence, they thought it was a delusion before they died.

However, even if it is an illusion, they admit it.

As long as I can be with my mother, I am not afraid of death.

"Mom."

The siblings stretched out their arms to hug their mother, but soon, the two children realized that something was wrong.

Why are their arms so short?

The two children slowly raised their heads from their mother's arms in unison, looking at their mother and now themselves with tears in their eyes.

"Where it hurts, tell your mother."

Facing the tearful eyes of the two children, Wen Nian didn't notice their abnormality.

Instead, he asked them in a soft voice where they were hurt: "Don't be afraid, Mom is back, Mom will never let anyone hurt you again." ”

Deng Jiaxin and Deng Jiaqing's sisters and brothers had blank brains at the moment.

As for what the mother said, they didn't care, they just listened to the gentle and kind voice, and felt the soft and warm embrace.

Seeing the young mother sleeping in her memory, and her pale face, and beads of sweat the size of beans......

The siblings still thought they were in hell after they died.

"Mom?"

The two children murmured dreamily, "It's really Mommy." ”

"It's Mom, I'm your Mom."

"Xinxin, Liangbao, did you hear what your mother said?"

Seeing the two children in a daze with tears in their eyes, Wen Nian was anxious, "Come, tell your mother first, where did they hurt you?" ”

"Mom can only take better care of you if she knows where you are in pain."

The clear voice from the mother's mouth, and the pain from her body, finally woke the siblings from their astonishment.

Turning his head to look around, everyone was so clear, every face was familiar and unfamiliar.

They're ......

Thinking of a possibility, the two siblings looked at each other almost in unison.

It hurts so much.

When did this happen, I don't seem to have this scene in my memory.

What about my brother? Did my brother come back with them?

The two children did not have time to answer their mother's words, and turned their heads to look for a familiar figure in the crowd.

Seeing them like this, the corners of Deng Jiasheng's lips hooked imperceptibly, but he quickly hid his complicated emotions.

He took a deep breath and met the searching gaze of his younger siblings with an honest gaze.

"Brother?"

The two children murmured.

"Well, my brother is also injured, and my mother asked him to go back to the house to rest first."

Wen Nian, who was anxious, still didn't notice the abnormality in the two children, and vaguely heard them calling for his brother, and hurriedly comforted him, "Don't worry, my brother is fine." ”

The mother's voice once again drew the attention of the siblings.

"Mom?"

"It's Mommy, Mommy's here."

Wen Nian listened to this soft and glutinous voice, and felt sorry for her, "Don't be afraid, my mother is here." ”

"Mom."

When they finally saw their mother again, the sister and brother looked at each other, and then threw themselves into their mother's arms again, "Mom, we miss you so much." ”

"Well, mom is here, mom will never be separated from you again."

All his thoughts were on the children's bodies, and Wen Nian didn't hear anything wrong with the two children's words.

After all, in the half day she left, the children were so hurt and frightened, it was normal to say such things.

Worried and anxious in her heart, she even ignored the fact that the youngest child could speak clearly.

When he arrived at Jiasheng, who was standing at the door of the house, he heard the meaning of his younger siblings' words and learned that they had also been victimized and returned.

I don't know whether to be happy or sorry in my heart.

The seven-year-old's little face was inexplicably complicated with emotions.

A touch of coldness flashed in his slightly drooping eyes, and then he lowered his head and laughed silently.