Yang Ruoqing wanted to laugh a little.

In Tan's eyes, she could not feel the deep hidden love of the baby.

This mother, she has a full personality of a bun. When someone slapped you, she still has to stand on the other side and think about others.

"Mom, grandma said Qing'er is a fool who only knows how to eat. Is Qing'er really a fool?" Yang Ruoqing suddenly asked again. From Tan's voice, what she felt was not malicious slander, but a de facto accusation and contempt.

Sun was slightly stunned. Looking at Qing'er's face in front of him, her nose suddenly felt sore, and she felt sad and almost shed tears.

She held back the tears in her eyes, gently took Yang Ruoqing into her arms, and gently stroked her back, "Your breasts are talking about anger. Mother Qing'er, so smart, not stupid, not stupid at all."

Is this really the case

Yang Ruoqing had a doubt in her heart, was the original owner a fool?

However, she occupied this body but did not get the original owner's memory.

Yang Ruoqing wanted to ask something more, but a loud noise came from the door of the wing room. It turned out that Tan hit the hammer of clothes on the door, "Old third family, are you dead, are you silly girl? Is it a big mess with your stupid daughter? You are going to go against the sky."

Sun hurriedly let go of Yang Ruoqing, turned his head to the door and replied, "Come on, come on."

While turning around, he helped Yang Ruoqing lie down, pulled the quilt that was emitting dampness and moldy smell to cover Yang Ruoqing with "Qing'er, sleep for a while, my mother prepares lunch and sees you."

Yang Ruoqing nodded obediently and watched Sun hurriedly leave the west wing. She was the only one left in the dim room.

She just lay quietly on the hard wooden bed, staring at the tent that was washed yellow from above her head and became stunned.

Forget it, even if the original owner was a fool, it was only the past. From the moment he arrived, everything will be re-written.

I don't know how long I stared at this, until my mind was spinning and my head began to hurt. She raised her hand and wiped her forehead.

Damn, it's hot and it's starting to have a fever again.

The fire in the throat felt like a big ball of fire burning her throat and chest.

She opened her mouth with difficulty and made a few hoarse sounds, but it was extremely weak.

I was so uncomfortable that I really wanted to have a sip of herbal tea, but this dark little house seemed to be isolated from the world.

She seemed to hear footsteps coming from the yard outside and the loud voices of strange women, but no one noticed her faint call in the small room here.

Her body was baked on charcoal fire, and it seemed to be thrown into ice water. She curled up and the quilt had already slid down to the ground.

Suddenly, something similar to an old movie clip was drilling into her head like snowflakes. Unfamiliar scenes and life scenes flashed in her mind, colliding with her original memories, making her head almost cracked. She hugged her arms, her teeth clattered, and rolled in pain on the bed, her consciousness was blurred little by little.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but she heard someone pushing her gently, and a familiar voice called her anxiously in her ears, "Qinger Qing'er, why are you lying here? Wake up quickly?"

Yang Ruoqing slowly opened her eyes and found that she was sleeping on the ground. Sun was bent down, holding her waist with her hands, trying to pick her up from the cold and wet ground. However, her body was too fat, and Sun was malnourished for a long time and could not use any strength at all. After trying it several times, she couldn't pick her up.

"Mom, I'll do it myself."

Yang Ruoqing is a little embarrassed.

He gently pushed Sun away, supported the damp and cold Tuba floor with both hands, sat up and sat back on the bed.

This time she woke up, she clearly felt that there were many strange memories in her mind.

A very vague and messy life scene, like the world seen by a five or six-year-old child.

However, who was Yang Ruoqing in her previous life? As an agent elite, no matter how messy the things were, she could still peel them up and sort out a clear line.

The cheap mother in front of me, and the cheap father who has not come back to buy medicine in the town. The couple has been working hard for thirteen years and has been pulling this incomplete daughter with great difficulty. I don’t know how many times she has suffered and how much she has suffered, but there is no complaint.

Just this latest time, I was stupid at the entrance of the village. For the words of the boy who had been married to a baby, I jumped into the pond. I finally caught it, but I almost lost most of the couple's life.

Yang Ruoqing silently lowered her head, and the black lines were covered with her forehead.

Although those unbearable and funny things are not done by oneself, from now on, even if this body is dominated by oneself, the things that the host does will naturally be borne by oneself.

Sun touched Yang Ruoqing's forehead, and it became cold and she breathed a little relieved.

He pulled the quilt to cover Yang Ruoqing, and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "I've just cooked lunch and you've rolled to the ground. I don't know how long you've been sleeping on the ground. Bodhisattva bless you don't catch a cold again."

I couldn't help but look up at my daughter, and saw that her daughter was hanging her head, not as usual, when she scolded her, she acted like a child, and was tangled up like a child.

Sun's heart was inexplicably disappointed, and suddenly thought of something, and his heart suddenly became tight. He hurriedly held Yang Ruoqing's body, "Why is this Yan'er looking like a sarcastic daughter, why are you kidding somewhere? Let your mother take a look."

While saying these words, his eyes had already carefully looked Yang Qiuyu all over, and when he was sure that there were no obvious bruises on his daughter's body, he felt a little relieved.

"Mom, I'm fine, don't worry. I'm just a little hungry."

Yang Ruoqing suddenly raised her head and said in a hoarse voice.

Sun was slightly stunned and looked at Yang Ruoqing in surprise, a little unbelievable what she heard.

"Daughter, I'm not dreaming, you are talking neatly."

Yang Ruoqing was full of black lines. She used to be mentally retarded, had a bad brain, and was not good at speaking. She didn't even say anything if she wanted to relieve her urination, but she could only shout and shrew.

Nodding gently, she wanted to make this kind and cheap mother happy.

I wanted to reach out to hold Sun's hand, but then I took it out. I glanced at the pig's claws that were black in my fingernails, and felt ashamed and shrank back.

"Mom, I feel like I had a dream before. Now, I wake up from the dream and I wake up," said Yang Ruoqing.
Chapter completed!