Perhaps because Hu Ling'er's hand came away, Zhou Qingrou, who was originally sleeping, screamed in panic.
Hu Ling'er quickly turned around and held her hand again, but saw her expression was calm, a reassuring smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she became quiet.
Hu Ling'er sighed silently, while Mu Qihua, who was standing behind her, looked at Hu Ling'er's back with a troubled expression, and then lowered his head.
After a moment, he seemed to have made up his mind, raised his head and said: "Girl..."
"Call me Tang Ling."
Mu Qihua paused slightly, feeling a little embarrassed and hesitant, not knowing how to speak.
Seeing his hesitation, Hu Ling'er smiled and said, "Sir, if you have anything to say, just tell me."
Taking a deep breath, Mu Qihua finally said: "Miss Tang, I don't know where you are from. Why are your parents willing to let you live in this village?"
The Prime Minister was the Prime Minister after all. Even though it had only been three days, she had already seen that this place was supposed to be a stronghold where bandits gathered, and the Tang Meng whom she called her eldest brother was obviously not her biological brother.
"Where am I from? My parents?" Hu Ling'er suddenly felt dazed, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "To be honest with you, I suffered a serious head injury before and forgot my past, not to mention my parents, even my last name
I can’t even remember the name.”
Mu Qihua was greatly surprised by Hu Ling'er's words. After being stunned for a moment, he pressed her shoulder and said, "Oh, you are also a miserable child."
As he said that, Mu Qihua looked at his wife on the bed again, and said with a sad face: "When Mother Wan'er gave birth to her, she almost had a dystocia, and because of her health, she had to leave us. Although her mother occasionally
We will stay with her for a period of time, but this is such a cruel thing for a child who needs the love of his parents. We always feel that we owe her too much. Moreover, Wan'er's brother has been away from home since he was twenty years old.
He has been stationed at the border fortress. Although I have a high position and great authority, I still can't change the loneliness and pain of having no children around me. Now that Wan'er has gone, I'm afraid that her mother will not be able to bear this blow. If I am the only old man left,
Then our family will be finished."
Mu Qihua sighed again, his eyes fell on Hu Ling'er's face again, and he said hopefully: "Miss Tang, you are a kind-hearted and good girl. You should have been at the age when your parents held you in their hands and loved you, but now
But...so I want to...want to recognize you as my adopted daughter, are you willing?"
Hu Ling'er was not too surprised when she heard his request. She could understand the pain of losing a daughter in old age and having a white-haired person send a black-haired person away. She could also understand the urgent need to find a kind of sustenance, and she could understand it.
His words also touched on her pain point.
Because she really longs for parents to love her and a home that can shelter her from wind and rain.
Moreover, this person is still a prime minister, and as his adopted daughter, she will be the daughter of the prime minister's family, and she will have no worries about food and clothing from now on.
However, these are not what she needs.
"Sir, I'm sorry, I..." Hu Ling'er was about to refuse, but before she could finish her words, Mu Qihua grabbed her hand and said with sincere eyes: "Ling'er, after all, you are from a girl's family.
There will always be inconveniences in the mountains. If you go back with us, if you remember one day, I will help you find your family, okay?"
Hu Ling'er continued to remain silent, looking at this face that although still energetic had a lot of wrinkles on it, she didn't know what to say.
At this moment, a weak voice suddenly sounded: "Old man, please don't embarrass this child anymore. I know that Wan'er is dead and she will never come back."
Hu Ling'er turned around and saw that Zhou Qingrou had woken up at some point. She had her eyes open and looked straight at herself, but tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes.
Her hand was still holding her tightly, and her eyes were sad: "My child, thank you so much these days. If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't know..."
The choking sound was replaced by a burst of sobs, Zhou Qingrou closed her eyes, tears flowed more and more, and she could no longer speak.
Seeing that miserable look, Mu Qihua turned his face away, but secretly wiped his tears on the side.
Feeling the warmth coming from her hands and looking at Zhou Qingrou's heartbroken face, Hu Ling'er looked slightly startled, then slowly leaned down and hugged her, saying softly: "Mother, please stop crying."
The three people present were all shocked. Zhou Qingrou was so surprised that she forgot to cry. She opened her eyes and looked at Hu Ling'er who put her head on her chest. She heard her continue: "Mother, I will be your daughter from now on."
Zhou Qingrou finally came to her senses, and while patting her back, she said: "Okay, okay, my good daughter, my good daughter."
Tears burst out again, this time they were tears of joy.