Seeing this, Yang Jian curled his lips and smiled meaningfully, "Is it finally over?"

Although the picture flew away like a shuttle, it hit his heart all the time.

Chongming and Jin Wu's love made him feel deeply hurt, and he seemed to have forgotten that his memory of Chongming was fake.

When Yang Jian saw that Jin Wu was deposed and could no longer be a man, he applauded sincerely.

When he saw Chongming's death in Jin Wu's hands, he couldn't help but whisper: "Why are you so stupid?"

......

But it was not what Yang Jian thought, and the scene continued.

However, the protagonist is no longer Jin Wu, but a young child in the human world who is crying loudly in the market in shabby clothes.

Three or four equally ragged childhoods were smiling at his nose.

It is obviously of the same family background, but it is found that the child is superior, as if his own poverty and so on can be passed away.

However, Yang Jian, who was sitting cross-legged in a gorgeous battle robe, saw the scene clearly, his hands suddenly clenched, and then he smiled like a spring breeze.

"Hahaha, Yang Jian, my mother said, you are just a bastard who has a mother but has no mother. Why are you crying here? Why don't you go to the mountain to collect herbs for your dead ghost father to sell money."

Yes, that's Yang Jian from the kindergarten teacher.

In reality, although Yang Jian closed his eyes slightly, his expression was very serious because he had no impression of what he had later.

The little Yang Jian in the picture has wiped away the tears on his cheeks.

His little face was extremely firm and he said word by word, "I will definitely find my mother!"

After saying that, he quickly ran away amid the children's laughter.

It seemed as if you could vaguely hear them saying, "Who doesn't know that you don't have a mother?"

I believe I must have a mother, that! It must not be a dream!

The night is getting deeper...

Little Yang Jian stood blankly in front of a dilapidated wooden house, and embarrassedly pushed open the wooden door of the house. Yang Jian was coughing constantly with a choking smell of alcohol.

Despite the cough, I tried my best to suppress the sound.

Fearful...

However, the fear still happened, "I'm back?" The drunken voice scared Xiao Yang Jian to the point of being shocked.

He hurriedly replied respectfully, "I'm back, Dad."

The candlelight slowly lit up, and on the wooden bed, a young man with stubble mouth was staring at him.

The man did not respond, but stretched his hand towards the child in front of him.

What is time to come is still here!

Xiao Yang Jian discussed in a slight manner, "Dad, our rice has been used up today, and I want to use the money to exchange it tomorrow."

Unexpectedly, the man was furious, "Bastard! I'll ask you to go to the mountain to collect herbs and sell them for money. Did you actually tell me the conditions? I lost too much today, and I must win back tomorrow!"

Seeing that Xiao Yang Jian did not move, the man was furious and reached out to shake the shoulder of the child in front of him, cursing fiercely, "Give it to me quickly! Are you going to piss me to death?"

The child who was able to cry in a few words before was pursed, but now he pursed his mouth tightly and didn't say a word.

I still remember when I was younger, I would cry and call my mother, but later he called my mother not only for no reason but also for the pain of flesh and blood.

So, later, I never read the word "mother" in front of this man again.

He slowly took out a few coins of silver from his pocket and put them on the table. Even if he was bullied and rushed back all the way, he did not lose any of the silver. You can see that Xiao Yang Jian's pocket was even more sewn many times, probably to avoid the loss of silver.

After all, these silvers are the lives of myself and the one in front of me!

When the man saw this, he immediately smiled. He said that he was worthy of being my son and began to keep talking.

As he spoke, he snored everywhere.

Xiao Yang Jian sneered repeatedly, "You will only praise me like this when you see money!"

After washing up, Xiao Yang Jian obediently found his own place on the bed, lay on the bed and murmured, "Mom, where are you?" Soon he also lay on the bed and slowly fell asleep.

......

A mountain and a lake, Xiao Yang Jian seemed to be familiar with all this.

Walking in front of a mountain, I rushed over without thinking.

Unexpectedly, a small figure appeared directly. In the space on the mountain belly, a blue figure seemed to be staring at him not far away.

Xiao Yangjian was extremely happy and hurried to the person. Although she could not see her face clearly, Xiao Yangjian was still very happy.

After playing for a while, Xiao Yang Jian looked excited, "I dreamed of you again!"

The man exclaimed lightly, and his ethereal voice slowly rang out, "Do you know this is a dream?"

"Of course, because..." Xiao Yang Jian wanted to speak but stopped, but finally said it, "Every time I wake up, I miss you so much. Over time, I will know that this is a dream."

The woman gently stroked Yang Jian’s forehead.

Before he could say anything, he heard Xiao Yang Jian say happily, "And I know you are my mother~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yang Jian woke up in his dream.

Looking at the endless moonlight around him, he looked confused. Why did he wake up so quickly this time?

......

There was a different world under Mount Hua. A woman was crawling on the ground, crying loudly.

"Brother, why are you so cruel!"
Chapter completed!