Although this is not a mother, it is better than a mother, if she is not accompanied for ten years, I am afraid that Li Zhao still does not know what maternal love is.

Feng Bo was about to respond to the young girl, but suddenly saw the young master kneeling down inexplicably, and he was still calling in his mouth, which was really surprising, and he exclaimed for a while:

"What? Mother? ”

Subconsciously looked over and saw Li Zhao's eyes red and tears dripping. This is the expression of true feelings, no pretentiousness can do this, doesn't this mean that the young girl is really the young master's mother?

The expression became strange for a while, a good visit to the young girl, it turned out to be a mother and son to meet, this, it's a bit ridiculous, and, what did the young master say just now, Zhao'er, his real name is Zhao?

Zhao, Li Zhao?

For a while, I was in awe, although I had never seen the young master when I was in Lin Yuan, but I had heard the name of the young master countless times, and I was familiar with his past, and I was already familiar with it, so I don't know if the young master is surnamed Li, if so, then eight or nine are not far from ten.

Secretly patted his chest for a while, and secretly said that it was so dangerous! Fortunately, he reacted quickly at the time and did not completely offend the young master, and he worked hard to remedy it afterwards, otherwise it is really unknown whether he will be able to stand in the world in a few days.

The next moment, he quietly stepped aside, leaving the space to the mother and son, and tried his best not to spoil the warm and emotional atmosphere of the moment.

Suddenly hearing this sound and kneeling, the young girl suddenly looked back, stared at the kneeling young man tightly, and her voice trembled automatically: "Are you Zhao'er?" My child? ”

Since she left that day, this name has always accompanied her into her dreams, making her dream haunted, for more than ten years, not that she doesn't want to go back to Xianyang to see her, but

At this moment, seeing the person in front of her claiming to be her Zhao'er, how can she not be excited?

The hand hung down, the lotus step moved slightly, and the back that had been concerned for many years was slightly hunched, and tears were brewing.

"Are you really Zhao'er? Come and give your mother a good look and see" her voice trembled, with irrepressible excitement.

More than ten years have passed, and the ten-year-old child has grown up, so grown up that she can no longer recognize it at a glance, and the concerned voice is no longer immature, only calm.

Zhao'er has grown up.

"Mother, take a good look at Zhao'er, Zhao'er has grown up and is no longer a child who pesters you all day long, but Zhao'er has not forgotten your teachings for a moment."

Li Zhao stood up and moved forward slightly, sticking to his mother like a child.

The green girl stretched out her hand, slowly touched it, and stroked Li Zhao's long hand, his cheeks, his hair, very carefully, very slowly, his eyes were completely moist, his mouth trembled, and he almost choked.

The grown face, the solid arms, the thin but long body, every place has changed, but every place has traces of childhood.

He is really Zhao'er, the Zhao'er she misses every day.

"Zhao'er, it's really you."

The young girl's hands trembled, and she could barely cry.

Li Zhao nodded fiercely, and inadvertently knelt down again, this kneeling, kneeling for the grace of her raising, and the pain of worrying.

This scene was sad, Feng Bo couldn't help but blow his nose, there was hot liquid oozing, and he hurriedly turned his face away, he couldn't bear to look at it again, he was afraid that he would be tempted to sensationalize it after watching it again.

After a long time, the young girl pulled Li Zhao up and walked to the temple, Li Zhao said that she wanted to see the place where she had lived all these years and how she spent it.

Feng Bo followed behind him and walked step by step, but he did not make a sound to break the joyful atmosphere of the reunion of mother and son.

They walked through the place where the young girl lived, stepped through the temple hall, stepped on the bluestone steps, where the footprints of the young girl were left in every place, and the young girl told the things she had done over the years and the traces left in every inch of place.

Hearing this, Li Zhao secretly felt nostalgic that his mother had not had a good life over the years, and even had a poor life, but even so, for the sake of the poor people under the mountain, he resolutely used the medical skills he learned from his father to serve them, and gave them alms with the herbs he picked little by little from the mountain, but he never said that he would receive half of the two yuan.

This is loved by everyone and is revered as the 'guardian saint'.

Mother's great love.

Li Zhao secretly felt sad for his mother, but he was also proud of his mother, although he was poor, he lived his own life, which was enviable, but one thing he didn't understand was why his mother left him to come to this remote place and still live in the Qingnu Temple on the top of this mountain.

Judging from the dilapidated buildings of the Blue Girl Temple, it was by no means built twelve years ago, it should be some years old.

"Mother, you have been away for so long, why don't you want to go back to Xianyang? Don't you want to be a child? This is a bit sensational, but it is also an expression of family affection.

The young girl was silent, her eyes were deep, and she fell leisurely on the edge of the sky, where the peak was located, and together with this peak, it happened to be the seven peaks.

"If you can find it here, you should have heard of 'the mountains are incompatible, the top of the snow-capped mountains, the land of white flowers, the green girl is invisible, and the cave is mysterious'!"

He's heard it, he's heard it too much.

Suddenly, his eyes shrank, and he nodded hurriedly, expecting his mother to continue.

Qingnu breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Liufeng in a daze, and said leisurely: "Actually, the emperor knows this sentence today, and he knew it twenty-three years ago. ”

Knew about it twenty-three years ago? Li Zhao was shocked, that guy knew this sentence so early, and he was still thinking and meditating for him in vain, he must know better! That's not a good guy! I don't know what kind of evil water is hidden in my stomach, which is obviously to embarrass him.

"Twenty-three years ago," the young girl said, but suddenly stopped, and sighed deeply, not picking up what she was going to say, but changing the subject, "Actually, you didn't give birth to a son. ”

When he said this, he paused and deliberately looked at his son's reaction, but the son did not show surprise and panic, so he shook his head, secretly thinking that his son should know something, and then said: "I gave birth to a son at the same time as your own mother."

Li Zhao interrupted his mother's words: "I know, don't say anything more about my mother." ”

He was afraid of evoking his mother's sad memory.

"No, my mother wants to say, don't say that you don't understand my mother's suffering, my son was lost and was taken away, do you know? That's a mother giving birth to a son! ”

As she spoke, her emotions suddenly became agitated, and she clenched her soft fists tightly.

"Later, I learned that it was the young girl who took away my son, and 'the mountains and tombs are not together, the top of the snow-capped mountains, the land of white flowers, the green girls are invisible, and the caves are mysterious' is what the young girl said."

What did the young girl say?

Li Zhao was shocked again, if he hadn't read the story about Qingnu and Qin Shihuang from the wild history in his previous life, he really thought that his mother was a young girl, and this immortalized young girl actually took away his mother's son, which is really staggering.

"That year, that is, the year when my mother left you, the young girl suddenly appeared and said that if you want to find your son, you will go to the mountains and mountains, and the mother doesn't want to miss her son, so."

Speaking of this, the young girl didn't say any more, but Li Zhao understood, so the mother left herself to look for her biological son, and she never thought that she had been looking for her son for twelve years, and finally she didn't know if she had seen her son.

Mother is bitter, she is not leaving herself alone, but has a forced suffering, which Li Zhao can understand.

"And in the end? Have you seen it? ”

Li Zhao asked cautiously, seeing that his mother had such a lost expression, there should be no one, and he suddenly felt that this was not the right question! It will definitely touch the sad place of my mother.

Sure enough, the mother choked up, and shook her head more and more frustratedly: "No, but I waited for a girl to come, and she also came for that sentence." ”

"Girl?" Li Zhao's expression was shocked, and he hurriedly asked, "Is it called Yin Yan?" ”

There are not many people who know that sentence, and the woman is probably alone.

(End of chapter)