The atmosphere froze to freezing point.

Hu Ling'er is serious.

Her words were filled with hatred and disgust for her mother.

Just mentioning it made her body tremble with anger.

But even in the face of such a tiger Ling'er, Qiu Wanli still maintained absolute calm.

Leaning on the jade table with one hand, as if she was powerless, she didn't take Hu Ling'er's attitude in her eyes at all, but asked calmly: "You... Hate her so much?"

"Hate, hehe, of course I hate!"

As soon as Hu Ling'er slapped the table, there were many cracks on the jade table: "At the beginning, she, and Hu Tuba, it was because of the incompetence of the two of them that the witch sect would kill my brother, and my brother would die because of the two of them!"

Brother...

The orc people's wisdom opened early, and the little girl who was two or three years old would not have memory of human words, but the words of orcs already had self-awareness and the most basic personality.

For such a little girl, the death of her young brother in front of her eyes and the tearing off of her head are probably a shadow for a lifetime.

But......

"That's the witch cult's fault, why blame the second king and the great king? and... The Great King has passed away, and if you are still so estranged, can you bear to leave your mother alone?"

"What does it have to do with me when Hutuoba is dead?!"

The wide eyes are no longer as beautiful as before.

Hu Ling'er said gloomily: "Sister Wan Li, you said that you can't blame them? Why can't you blame it? It's because he is weak and doesn't dare to resist that my brother will die!"

"If he had been really tough, let alone your brother, even you would have died. ”

"If he's tough, the two witch cults that kidnapped us are definitely no match for him!!"

didn't take Qiu Wanli's words at all, and Hu Ling'er punched the table with anger.

The jade table shattered on the spot.

The table was full of pastries, and it was scattered all over the floor.

Qiu Wanli gasped like an angry lioness.

remembered the picture of his younger brother being dragged off his head alive at that time, the blood, the scream... Her eyes couldn't help but mist again.

"Parents who can't even protect their children are not worthy of being parents!" Hu Ling'er shouted, and the entire mountain range trembled.

Qiu Wanli looked at her angry appearance and couldn't help but shake her head bitterly.

She was silent and bent down to pick up a piece of green rice cake that had fallen to the ground.

Then in front of Hu Ling'er, she didn't dislike the dust on it at all, opened her jade lips, and took a sip.

Why pick up something on the ground to eat?

The angry Hu Ling'er was inexplicable by this move.

She stared blankly at Qiu Wanli in front of her, savoring the pastries that had been soiled by dust.

Qiu Wanli, on the other hand, closed his eyes, as if he was enjoying the most delicious food in the world, with an intoxicated expression.

After one bite, she took a second bite.

Hu Ling'er still couldn't sit still.

Angry is angry, Qiu Wanli is her best sister after all, she stretched out her hand to stop it.

"Sister Wan Li, what are you doing? don't eat it, it's all dirty, you..."

"Na, Ling'er, Sister Wan Li, I... It's the daughter of the last generation of the Sword Emperor, but you know what? I am a posthumous child, I have never seen my father since I was born, my mother is not a cultivator, she died in childbirth, and I grew up in an orphanage since I was a child. ”

"Huh?"

Qiu Wanli's question made Hu Ling'er stunned.

"That's... So what?"

"Not really, it's just..."

Qiu Wanli looked at the rotten pastries in his hand, and what appeared in his eyes was not anger at Ling'er's ignorance, but an inexplicable envy.

"It's just this pastry, it's really delicious..."

This made Hu Ling'er even more inexplicable.

"What are you talking about pastries at this time?"

"Haven't you tasted it?"

Qiu Wanli's question, Hu Ling'er didn't understand, just shook her head blankly.

"In this green rice cake, I can taste the taste of a mother, a person who cares about her daughter... The taste of a mother's heart. ”

These words instantly made Hu Ling'er realize something.

"You mean, these pastries..."

"Hmm!"

Qiu Wanli didn't wait for her to finish, then nodded in affirmation: "My sister is very incompetent, where would I have thought of bringing you food? These are the pastries that your mother, the second king, made overnight on the eve of her departure for the Totem Clan. ”

"Huh?"

"Don't believe me? There's a lot of them in the kitchen over there, so don't believe you. ”

Qiu Wanli pointed to the dining room not far away.

"I..."

Hu Ling'er looked at the various exquisite pastries smashed on the ground, and couldn't believe it.

"Impossible! Mom... She doesn't know how to cook at all, let alone these pastries! The green rice cake is still a special tribute of the human royal family, and the recipe is secret, how could she..."

"Just look at this. ”

Qiu Wanli leaned back against the seat, took out a book that was almost off the needle, heavy and thick enough to be as heavy as a dictionary, and threw it to Hu Ling'er.

"This is..."

Hu Ling'er looked at this shabby thick book and couldn't help but be a little dazed.

Maybe Qiu Wanli did it on purpose, when he got it, Hu Ling'er just took it upside down, and turned the first page, which happened to be the last page of the diary.

The content is impressively imprinted.

Continental calendar: 32154, May 12, sunny.

Tomorrow is going to leave for the Totem Clan, Kronos and Kunpeng are going to get married, and I heard that Ling'er was also invited to the wedding.

Ah, how many times is this the first chance?

This time, you must talk to Ling'er and let her go back to Roaring Ridge with the slave family.

For today, the slave family has been practicing hard for ten years, hehe, the slave family has prepared a lot of pastries for her, including her favorite green rice cake.

After eating the green rice cake, she will definitely forgive me...... Really, the slave family is thinking about these unrealistic contents again, how can it be so easy in the world.

Ling'er, I miss you so much for my mother, it's been more than 20 years... Are you still unwilling to forgive your mother?

Oh, no, the fire is too hot, we have to go see the fire.

......

"This is..."

Hu Ling'er stared blankly at this page.

On the page, there are also many scraps of flour.

That clumsy mother, as the second king...

Clumsily busy in front of the fire.

I regret that I have to redo the pastry when I make it.

The look of forgetting the recipe and meditating.

And also...

These pictures are all in front of me through a blank page of paper, jumping in front of me.

"This is your mother... Fox Meier's diary, she has always had this habit, it's just that you ran away from home since you were a child and didn't know, you take a good look at it, if you read it, you still won't forgive her, sister, I have nothing to say. ”

Qiu Wanli said, poured himself a cup of tea, and stopped talking.

Look at the notebook in front of you, and then look at the pastries on the floor.

Maybe it's a little moved, maybe it's to give Qiu Wanli face.

Hu Ling'er straightened the notebook and turned the real first page.

A mother's sadness beats on the yellowed pages at the moment.

........................