"Mother, mother, let go, it hurts so much."
The little boy bared his teeth, as if he was about to cry in pain. When the ugly-faced woman let go, he secretly stuffed a piece of water chestnut cake into his sleeve while the ugly-faced woman was not looking.
"Take it out." The ugly-faced woman stretched out her hand.
The little boy sighed helplessly and had no choice but to put the hidden water chestnut cake in the palm of the ugly-faced woman's hand.
But his eyes were still darting over the snacks.
The ugly-faced woman rolled her eyes at him: "Have you memorized today's book?"
The little boy immediately looked like he was crying: "Mom, it's not dark yet today."
"Before dark, you have to recite everything word for word. I want to check it. Now don't disturb me. I want to sleep for a while."
The ugly-faced woman yawned, leaned on the soft couch and closed her eyes.
The coachman climbed onto the carriage at some point, waved his whip and continued on his way.
He was now in awe of the little boy in the carriage.
The kid who was just a little older, not much taller than Bean Sprouts, actually managed to eliminate seven or eight ferocious-looking bandits, and he didn't know what method he used.
Could this child be a little fairy child descended from heaven to the mortal world
In the carriage, the ugly-faced woman woke up from a long sleep and felt warm in her arms.
When she opened her eyes, she saw that the little boy had slipped into her arms at some point, clinging to her like an octopus, sleeping soundly.
A volume fell into his hand.
It could be seen that he fell asleep unconsciously with his book on his back.
The ugly-faced woman stared at him and stroked his cheek.
"Mom, do you think we can find daddy?" The little boy turned over in her arms and asked drowsily.
The ugly-faced woman was stunned and said nothing.
The little boy was probably talking in his sleep and fell asleep again at this time.
The ugly-faced woman raised the car curtain and looked at the scenery outside the window, unable to help but be in a daze.
There is actually no scenery outside the window, except for trees and bare rocks, the mountain road is rugged, but the people sitting in the carriage will not feel any bumps.
That's because she installed a shock-absorbing thing on the wheels of the carriage.
But she herself couldn't explain why she came up with such a thing.
It had been five years. She remembered the events of the past five years clearly, but she had no idea what happened five years ago and where she came from.
Even her name, I don't know if it is true.
Shen Rumei.
This is her name.
And what she was holding in her arms was her precious son who was born ten months into her pregnancy.
He is four years and five months old.
His name is Shen Linger.
This name was given to him by his adoptive father.
She was lost in thought when the little boy suddenly hugged her neck and opened his big dark eyes at some point.
Her little face was flushed from sleep, but her eyes were dark and bright, with long and dense eyelashes.
"Mom, you always wear this ghost mask, isn't it hot?"
Shen Rumei was stunned, but before she could say anything, Shen Ling'er stretched out her hand and took off a mask from her face.
The mask was as thin as a cicada's wings and was made exquisitely and realistically.
Shen Ling'er put it directly on her face, winked and made faces, and smiled like a little pigeon.
"Mom, you didn't see it. When those bandits saw you coming out of the carriage, they all seemed to have seen a ghost. Hehe, blind men like them never dreamed that my mother would So beautiful.”