Mother, mother, sister bullied me. There lived a very poor family by the Yellow River. There are three people in this family. They are the mother and two children, a boy and a girl. The boy is very delicate, not inferior to those female dolls carved in pink and jade. At this time, the little boy who was only three or four years old aggrievedly complained to the current "grievances" that his sister was slightly older than his younger brother, and his sister was six years old. It's cute, and it's pink-carved.

No, mother, I didn't bully my brother. My sister said in a milky voice. The face is naughty and full. You have, you bully me. The younger brother's voice is also very pink. And she is not as tall as her sister, only to her sister's delicate nose. I didn't, I didn't. My sister kept denying it.

There you have, bad sister, I hate you. The little boy had a sore nose and finally cried. Snow-white little hands, constantly wiping tears. The younger brother ・・・・・・ saw his brother crying, and her sister was also sour in her heart, she liked her brother very much, everything just now was just to tease him.

At this time, their mother finally put down her work, walked over from the river, picked up the little boy dotingly, and touched his head. Brother, don't cry, don't cry. The mother comforted her distressedly. Sister, are you bullying your brother again? The mother comforted her brother dotingly and asked softly. She loved both of them very much. Both are her heart. Sister, your brother is not in good health, and when he cries like this, he will catch a cold again at night.

The little girl ・・・・・・ her mother was very aggrieved, and she couldn't help but have a sour nose and left tears. Don't cry, don't cry, my mother didn't blame you. The mother hugged the little girl and said lovingly. As their mother, of course she knows the relationship between the two siblings. It's just that the mother knows that the little boy's body has been worse than ordinary people since he was born, so she takes more care of him, for fear that something will happen to the child.

The mother picked up the two children, and she also shed tears. His child is not in good health, but his family is poor, and he can't afford to ask Lang Zhong to see a doctor. Every time I think of this, my mother wakes up crying from her sleep. Mother・・・・・ little girl and little boy helped their mother wipe her tears in distress. The mother doted on her two children in her arms. They hugged each other quietly and did not speak for a long time. The three of them kept crying.

Their father, who died shortly after his brother's birth, went to the mountains to hunt in order to hunt a prey to replenish the body of a weak child, but he was killed by the prey.

Younger brother ・・・・・ sister・・・・・ two cute and beautiful children, calling each other softly in distress. Don't cry, it's not beautiful to cry. My sister said in a milky voice. The sound is very childlike. Well, sister, young man, we won't cry anymore. The little boy's immature voice said.

Let's play, my mother will go and do the laundry. The mother wiped away her tears and said to the child. Well. The little boy and the little girl said in unison.

Sister, don't run, I'm going to catch you. Come on, come on... My brother can't catch my sister. The childish and innocent voice echoed by the river.

Brother・・・・・ suddenly my sister cried out in horror, her heart was flustered to the extreme, and she was extremely scared. My sister saved me・・・・・・・・・ little boy finally came back with such a sentence. He fell into the Yellow River. He couldn't swim, he sank to the bottom. The word "red dust" is engraved on one door. The little boy's head hit the red dust door, blood flowed out, and he passed out.

One morning, it was a summer morning, and a group of women were washing clothes by the clear Yangzhou River in Yangzhou. It was a heartwarming scene, and the women were talking and laughing. They talked about the happiness of their families. They talked about Aunt Bao's body. Aunt Bao, you see that we all have sons, but you, there are no sons. I think you'll have to give birth to one. The other aunts laughed. Hey, it's not a good life, but I have a daughter who is also very satisfied.

・・・・・・At this time, a little girl on the shore who was very cute and beautiful came and shouted softly, and the little girl's voice was very beautiful, innocent, and immature. Alas, Aunt Bao responded lovingly. Mother, come here. The little girl shakes her pink little hands to summon her youth. What's wrong?, the kid said, and walked over.

Mother, you come with me. The little girl's pink voice said. She took her mother's warm hand and walked up the river. Mother, look, there is a younger brother who is about the same age as Yanyan lying there. The little girl told her mother innocently, and pointed to the water of the river in front of her with her pink little fingers. The mother looked at it and saw a child who was only three or four years old, but because the distance was too far, it was impossible to see whether it was a man or a woman.

Hurry up, it's important to save people. Aunt Bao said anxiously. Although it was not her child, Aunt Bao liked children very much, so she was as anxious as her own children. The child was swept to the edge by the river, and Aunt Bao approached and picked up the child.

Aunt Bao looked at the child distressedly. There is still a wound on the child's forehead, and the child is really a man as Xiao Yanyan said. Whose child is this, whose child is it, how pitiful. How not to be optimistic about their children. Aunt Bao is very distressed about a pink, cute and beautiful little boy. It seems that he has been lying on the river for several days. It's a miracle that such a young child can lie on the river for days and not die. Aunt Bao said. My mother let me see it. Xiao Yanyan said softly. Mother, he's running out of breath. After saying that, the little girl put herself in the mouth of the little boy.

Mother, he won't die. The little girl wiped the water off her pink lips and said innocently. Hehe, Xiao Yanyan is so well-behaved, how can you save people? Aunt Bao doted on the little girl's delicate little Qiong's nose. Mother, it was the old man on the street who told Xiao Yanyan. The little girl said innocently.

Ahem cough cough cough ・・・・・・・ the boy in Aunt Bao's hand reacted, and he had already woken up at this time, and every time he coughed, he would cough up a mouthful of water. Cold, cold, cold, the little boy's body was straight and shivering, and it was very painful to see. Quick, go home, Aunt Bao picked up her child and rushed home.

When she returned home, Aunt Bao took off the little boy's clothes, dried his body, and then put it on the bed, wrapped the little boy tightly with a thick quilt, and did not leak any breath.

The little girl and Aunt Bao were nervously guarding the little boy's side, for fear that he would have an accident. Mother, mother・・・・・・ sleep, the little boy kept calling his mother. Hey, poor boy. Aunt Bao sighed, very distressed. After three or four hours, the little boy finally woke up, he was very peaceful, very quiet, and looked at Aunt Bao and Xiao Yanyan beside the bed with clear eyes.

Who are you?' the little boy asked in a milky voice. My little brother's name is Yanyan, she is my mother, and my mother calls me Xiao Yanyan. The little girl is very cute and innocent, and her big eyes are very clear and clean. Little brother, what's your name? Why are you on the river? Where is your home? Who is your mother? The little girl asked a series of questions.

My name is Shen Shaoyang. I don't know about the other questions. Shen Shaoyang said. It must have broken my head. Aunt Bao said. Poor child, then you can live in the eldest mother's house for the time being, and treat the eldest mother as your own mother. Aunt Bao said dotingly. Really? Can it? Shen Shaoyang's clear eyes blinked, and he asked in disbelief. Of course it's true.

Okay, yes, Yanyan has a younger brother. The little girl jumped and jumped with joy. How old are you?" Shen Shaoyang asked innocently. Yanyan is six years old. Oh, I'm four. Shen Shaoyang said. Then you can call me sister from now on. The little girl said.

Can I call you mother?" Shen Shaoyang asked in disbelief. Silly boy, of course you can. Mother, I'm hungry. Hehe... Look at my mother, how did you forget such an important thing, the child can't be hungry. You wait, my mother will get you food. Aunt Bao was very happy. I never thought that God would give her such a cute and beautiful child.

Soon Aunt Bao made something to eat, and a bowl of boiling and fragrant porridge was brought over. Come to the child, and the mother will dress you. Aunt Bao brought Xiao Yanyan's clothes over for Shen Shaoyang to wear. Knock knock, mother, what is this? Xiao Yanyan used her slender pink little finger to play with the little finger-sized thing under Shen Shaoyang's navel, and asked curiously.

Go... Aunt Bao gave her an angry look. Oh... Xiao Yanyan pitifully withdrew her little hand and let out an aggrieved sound.

This stay is thirteen years. Shen Shaoyang has grown up, and Xiao Yanyan has also grown up. They are very beautiful and cute. Xiao Yanyan's skin is snow-white, her big eyes are clear and clean, and she is full of lively vitality. The pink cheeks make people feel pity. It's really a slim young girl. Shen Shaoyang is heroic, his surname is calm, and he is not as lively and active as Xiao Yanyan.

In the past ten years, Shen Shaoyang has spent the rest of his time practicing except for playing with Xiao Yanyan. There was a sutra in his mind, called the "Red Dust Sutra", and the door with the word "Red Dust" written on one side was suppressed in Shen Shaoyang's sea of energy. Shen Shaoyang's sea of energy was opened up by this red dust gate. It was only after that that he learned to cultivate.

On the way to practice, Shen Shaoyang is very talented. Two years ago, Shen Shaoyang won the title of the first young generation in Yangzhou City in this competition. Shake the entire Yangzhou city.

In the past thirteen years, Shen Shaoyang met two close friends in Yangzhou, they are: Gongsun Zilang and Wang Zilang. These two people and Shen Shaoyang are called the three sons of Yangzhou.

Finally one day, Shen Shaoyang's exercises were coveted. One afternoon in the summer, Shen Shaoyang was strolling in a jungle when someone suddenly attacked and killed him. These two people are not ordinary people, they are two supreme masters of the Divine Energy Realm. In terms of realm, he is many levels higher than Shen Shaoyang. And there are two of them, Shen Shaoyang can't beat them, so he can only escape. Defeated all the way. Eventually, he fled to a cliff called Lookout. There is no way out. There are two more masters in front.

Hand over the exercises in your hands, and you won't die. The two said fiercely. How could Shen Shaoyang obediently obey. Shen Shaoyang refused and fought a big battle. Under the combined attack of the two, Shen Shaoyang was pushed off the cliff with a palm after a hundred moves.

When he woke up, a woman who was all over the country and the city, bright and moving, otherworldly, sat peacefully beside him. He himself was lying on a bed of natural jade. Shen Shaoyang forgot the past, and even forgot his name. Her name is Zixin, and Zixin named Shen Shaoyang Xilai. In the West Lake, Shen Shaoyang lived for two years. According to Zixin, he slept for a year.

Tears ・・・・・ dripping wet the pillow. Shen Shaoyang finally woke up. My name is Shen Shaoyang, and I was born on the earth called China. Mother, sister, are you okay?" Shen Shaoyang said softly. Tears have rolled down.

The mother of the cultivation world, Sister Yanyan, thank you, thank you for saving Shaoyang and raising Shaoyang. Thank you. Shen Shaoyang expressed his gratitude affectionately. Tears have long blurred the eyes.