"The girl is crying! Madam, look, the girl is about to wake up!" Another voice, who are these people? Relatives, neighbors, movie fans, fans? Promote insurance?

Xiaoxiao finally opened his eyes slowly. The first thing that caught his eye was the light pink bed tent, with strings of Anshen sachets on the top. Is this still his own bed?

"Xiaoxiao." A voice sounded gently, as if he was afraid of quarreling, he tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart.

Xiaoxiao turned her head and saw this familiar face. Who else could it be if she wasn't her own mother? But, my mother is so young, she looks less than thirty years old. It is said that when she was twelve, her mother should be thirty-eight...

Xiaoxiao smiled at her mother weakly: "Mom, I'm fine."

Mom carefully stroked the smiley head: "It's fine if it's okay, it's fine if it's okay!"

A young woman next to her smiled and said, "This is OK, the Bodhisattva has appeared!" As she said that, her eyes turned red.

Xiaoxiao looked at her for a long time, but she really couldn't remember that she had such a relative at home.

The woman leaned closer and smiled, and said gently: "Why, don't you recognize Ci Gu anymore? After a while, Ci Gu personally cooked a bowl of Tremella and bird's nest porridge for the girl, and the girl remembered."

Sorry, I really don't know you. However, in order not to be treated as incomplete or infatuated, Xiaoxiao still called out sweetly: "Ci Gu."

Everyone was relieved: "The girl is very good, but she fell and slept for two days and two nights, and slowly she was raised! The girl survived the disaster and will be blessed!"

Xiaoxiao's consciousness gradually became clearer and he felt that something was wrong.

Everything in front of me is familiar and unfamiliar, so the furnishings in this house... Although my dad occasionally goes to an antique shop and buys antiques, isn't the whole room a bit too classic? It's like shooting costume movies. Looking closely at the mother sitting by the bed, plus a group of relatives, all of them are costumes, and they are costume styles that Tang Xiaoxiao likes very much... Xiaoxiao finds that he still likes to make old mistakes and often makes a wonderful abandon when he needs to concentrate.

A grandmother in her fifties standing next to her mother came over and helped Xiaoxiao tuck the quilt: "Although the spring is coming, the wind is cool, and the girl has to raise her well for a while."

The grandma smiled very kindly, with some gray hair neatly wrapped in a round bun, and a piece of solid thick silver hairpin was exposed on the side of the bun. When Xiaoxiao was about to study whether the hairpin was inlaid with agate or chicken blood jade, the old lady suddenly changed her face and said to the people in the room: "You little hooves are very lucky! If the girl has any mistakes, be careful with your life! A group of lowly embryos, greedy and lazy, cunning and perverted, played shuttlecock with the girl, and coaxed the girl to climb the ladder to the room to pick up the shuttlecock for you! For the second time, no matter what the consequences were, they all had their faces, picked up lazy tendons, and rushed to the farm to get a load of feces!"

For a moment, the room fell into terrible silence.

Xiaoxiao stretched out her neck, and then she found that the people kneeling all over the floor in the room: "Why are they kneeling?"

At this moment, my mother focused on Xiaoxiao. After hearing this, she said, "Get up, make up for the merits and take good care of Xiaoxiao. It is serious."

The kneeling people said in unison: "Yes, madam." But they still kneeled and did not dare to get up.

"The fine is three months, get out and work!" The old lady said, and these people dared to kowtow and get up.

Xiaoxiao saw that they were all twelve or thirteen-year-old girls, and they should be all maids at home. They were so fast that they entered the plot as quickly as they were filming.

Xiaoxiao didn't have time to investigate where the rebirth was malfunctioning. Anyway, as long as the mother is there, everything else is full of clouds.

My body is still a little weak, but it should be no problem to sit up by myself.

"Girl, why did you sit up?" The old lady panicked and hurriedly leaned a round gold-pink satin pillow behind Xiaoxiao. Xiaoxiao recalled that this kind of candy pillow-like thing seemed to be called "inspiring pillow" in ancient times.

Xiaoxiao looked at the old lady in front of her. At first, she just felt familiar, but at this moment, she suddenly realized that this was a close neighbor of my grandmother's family, Grandma Xu. Because this surname is very rare, it is pronounced as "Xu", Xiaoxiao remembers it firmly. Another reason is that when my mother was born, my grandmother had little milk, so my mother grew up eating Grandma Xu's milk.

Xiaoxiao was eager to prove it. Anyway, he admitted his mistake and lied that he had just woken up and his head was dizzy... He cleared his throat and shouted tentatively: "Xu, Grandma Xu?" - Because he grew up in the north since he was a child, Xiaoxiao's accent still couldn't escape the language habits of northerners.

Grandma Xu looked at it and smiled, her eyes were a little wet, and she replied loudly: "Hey! The girl recognizes me! Oh! My wit! You are not allowed to be naughty anymore. I'm almost scared by you!"

It’s indeed Grandma Xu, but why do you call yourself an old slave? Could it be the servant in this family?

In a blink of an eye, my mother's outfit was dressed up, with her celadon-colored soft silk robe, her hair was combed into a fluffy bun, and a long hairpin with a jade-cured water hairpin, and her hairpin head was drooping with a short silver tassel. It looked so beautiful. It can be seen that there is no strong hierarchical regulations in this world. Ordinary women outside the palace can also wear tassels, which is no different from modern society: the same scarf suit and high heels worn by the first lady are popular online. You can take pictures as much as you have money, and put them in the shopping cart first if you don't have money... Hey, why are you doing a small mess again?

Xiaoxiao didn't have time to think about the mystery of this time and space, and plunged into his mother's arms: "Mom!"

At this moment, my mother and Grandma Xu both laughed. Grandma Xu said, "Miss calls the old slave grandma, but she calls her mother mother! In my opinion, the girl is still resting well, but she is still scared."

Mom wiped her swollen eyes: "No, it's not, it's such a high ladder. Fortunately, the child is small and has a good body. So she didn't fall too hard. Otherwise..."

Seeing that it caused the wife's sadness again, Grandma Xu hurriedly said, "Look at me, our girl is right. The wife is both the girl's biological daughter and the girl's wet nurse! There are a few rich girls who grew up eating their mother's milk. The whole Yuanlong Dynasty is the only one in our family!"
Chapter completed!