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36. The line in the hands of a loving mother

Su Mengyu's breath was stagnant, and she stared at the woman's back in shock as she left. She opened her mouth and was speechless for a long time. The muscles on her face suddenly froze, motionless, and her whole body froze. It took a while before she shook.

Shaking his head, no wonder, how could the king just rely on a dream... So she helped her? There was a sweet taste in his throat, and he stretched out his hand to cover his heart, his blood attacked his heart, and a mouthful of blood came out, but soon, all

She swallowed it back into her stomach.

Su Ling'er's eyes widened, so that's it. Shouldn't the eldest sister thank them?

The third lady looked at Su Mengdie's thin body for the first time. She couldn't even believe that such a little girl had such scheming thoughts. Her heart trembled. She was even more powerful than her, because she had never heard of these things.

, if it were any other woman, she would have publicized it everywhere, and she would have wanted to tell the world. How could she conceal it so well? What else does she not know?

And is this really Su Mengdie? She understands why she didn't say it at first, because she just wanted to give another fatal blow when everyone was snickering. Such a powerful character, it seems that she should avoid messing with her in the future.

Fortunately, this kind of person was beyond her control. She glanced sideways at the Second Madam and Su Mengyu, and calmly distanced herself from them.

Fortunately, she didn't offend her too much, otherwise she might have been swallowed to the bone.

There is no resentment, but some happiness. She is a smart person and will not offend anyone she cannot afford to offend.

"Mom! Why don't you go and have a rest?" Seeing that the old man was still in high spirits after sewing all day, those who didn't know better thought he was taking drugs.

Xiao Yuerou smiled from ear to ear: "Daughter, mother is not tired. When she thinks that my son is about to become a princess, mother can't calm down and her whole body is full of energy. It's okay. If you are tired, just go to bed first!

"This is what the king will make in the future. She must put more thought into it. As long as the king goes to his daughter's palace, he will definitely make it. I never thought that one day I would make a quilt for the king. The more I think about it, the more excited I am. I will definitely not be able to sleep tonight.

Su Mengdie stared at her mother lovingly. Children who have never had a mother since childhood are easily touched by this kind of maternal love. Mom, she has a mother. If her father knew that she had such a beautiful mother, I wonder if he would be jealous.

?

"What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, I just feel so happy. How about my daughter singing to you?"

Xiao Yuerou couldn't laugh or cry: "I didn't know you could sing!"

Su Mengdie pouted, sat cross-legged, and watched her mother busy while clapping her hands and playing music: "The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the wanderer's body, are tightly sewed before leaving. I'm afraid I'll be late in returning. Whoever says nothing will be rewarded three times."

Chunhui..."

The song was like an oriole coming out of the valley. It was so wonderful that it lingered around the beam for three days. Xiao Yuerou couldn't help but put down her needlework and looked at her caring daughter so lovingly. When had she learned to compose poetry? Although she didn't understand the meaning, but the first four sentences

She understood that such a smart child was her daughter Xiao Yuerou, and she became even more proud.

On a lush locust tree in the courtyard, Han Fei sat down lazily and listened to the singing coming from the house. The tones and poems he had never heard before deeply touched the softest part of his heart. He raised his head.

Looking at the full moon indifferently, she opened her thin lips and murmured: "The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the wanderer's body, are closely stitched before leaving, I am afraid that I will return later..."

For a moment, the ice-cold eyes were filled with water mist, and the tears that had been held back for a long time rolled down. In my mind were my mother's smiles, my father's strict teachings, and the laughter of my brothers and sisters. Later,

They were all treated as slaves and rushed to the battlefield. I still can’t forget the tragic wailing and helpless cries of the tribesmen. The rain of arrows penetrated their hearts. There was no shield to protect them, and they were that

A shield protecting the army behind.

When he went on a long trip, his mother would always give him a big cloak to protect him from the wind and rain, tie it up with her slender fingers, and tell him to be careful on the road and come back early.

What a happy big family? Now he is the only one left. He knows that Su Guodong wants to extinguish the fire of hatred in his heart. He is also trying to warn himself that the current life is what his parents want to see most, but why?
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