The woman's own daughter, who had just been born less than a full moon, contracted the wind and cold.

was a posthumous child, and when she heard the news of her husband's death during her pregnancy, she was so grief-stricken that she gave birth prematurely.

The premature baby was weak and had a high fever, which could not be cured, and died with a whimper.

The woman couldn't stand the blow, she was in a trance, and she tried to find a short time several times, but was stopped by her mother-in-law.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law depend on each other, and life is becoming more and more difficult.

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The woman's own daughter had just gone, and she had plenty of milk.

The little baby girl is sucking milk with her small mouth, sucking beautifully.

"Mother, look, I drank it."

The woman hugged her daughter excitedly, and her eyes returned to clarity.

"You look at the kid."

The woman's mother-in-law, Mrs. Gu was relieved, wiped away her tears and whispered: "Mother go and boil some porridge for you to replenish your body." ”

"Hmm."

Liu Cuiya hugged the child tightly and nodded gratefully.

It was raining outside the window, and Mrs. Gu was afraid of coming in for fear of coming in, so she pushed open the door of the house, got out of the crack, did not have an umbrella, covered her head with her hands, and ran to the kitchen.

"Nan, mother's precious daughter."

Liu Cuiya hugged her daughter tightly, her eyebrows and eyes were extremely gentle.

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The light rain was dripping, the late autumn was cold, and the night was getting colder and colder.

The little baby girl was full of milk and closed her eyes and became sleepy.

Mrs. Li brought a bowl of rice porridge into the door, watched her daughter-in-law drink it, sat sideways on the edge of the bed, and looked at the little baby girl secretly worried.

Jianquan Village is a small mountain village close to the border of Qi and Yan, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery.

Most of the men in the village make a living by hunting, and occasionally go down to the river to catch fish to improve their lives.

Now, the wife and son are gone, leaving them orphans and widows, no one to rely on, how can they live in the future.

"Ugh."

The little baby girl seemed to sense her anxiety, opened her misty eyes, turned her black eyes, looked around, looked at the dilapidated house, the haggard looks of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and sighed faintly.

The family's life is also too miserable.

Fortunately, she had already prepared to go down to the mortal world with the space magic weapon, otherwise she would have been abandoned by the cowardly and timid emperor's father just after birth, and this bad start was too hard.

"Cui Ya'er, it's cold at night, go to bed early."

Mrs. Gu cared about her daughter-in-law's body, sighed and didn't think about it anymore.

"Hmm."

Liu Cuiya lost her beloved daughter, and she was so sad that she hadn't closed her eyes for a few days and nights.

At this moment, holding the little baby girl in her arms, feeling the softness that belongs to the baby, once the mood relaxes, the extreme tiredness rushes in, and the eyelids are so heavy that you can hardly open them.

Mrs. Gu took the little baby girl from her arms, helped her daughter-in-law lie down, and covered her with a quilt.

"Mother, let me sleep in my arms."

Liu Cuiya rubbed her eyelids sleepily, still not forgetting her daughter.

"Don't worry, Nan Nan is by your side, and my mother won't take it away."

How could Mrs. Gu not know that her daughter was her heart knot, smiled and comforted, and stuffed the little baby girl into the quilt.

Liu Cuiya was reassured, hugged her daughter and closed her eyes.

The little baby girl didn't cry or make trouble, but also tilted her little head and slept in seconds.

Mrs. Gu looked at the mother and daughter who were relying on each other, bitter and happy, wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes, blew out the lights and candles, lay down in her clothes, and accompanied the mother and daughter into sleep.

What she didn't know was that the little baby girl quietly opened her eyes after she fell asleep.

After confirming that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were asleep, she stretched out her little hand from the quilt and shook it.

The snow-white wrist flashed with a flash of inspiration, and from the space magic weapon shaped like a plum blossom mark, a clever and cute little monkey with golden hair and red claws flew out.