Mrs. Yang's voice came from beside Zhao Luoyang. She turned her head and looked at her breasts. Everyone else in the room fell asleep again, but Zhao Luoyang was still not sleepy.
"Let's go," Mrs. Yang stood up, "let's go to the kitchen."
The two got dressed and entered the kitchen together. Zhao Luoyang skillfully added firewood to the stove. Mrs. Yang didn't say anything and Zhao Luoyang didn't ask. The grandfather and grandson had been getting along for a long time and had always had a tacit understanding.
When the water boiled, Mrs. Yang found the honey jar, made two bowls of honey water and put them on the pot table. Then she picked up the tuna and sat down with her little granddaughter.
Normally, Mrs. Yang would be reluctant to use honey. How could she eat such a good thing? But today was different. Her granddaughter was frightened, or she was frightened because she got lost with them. If the granddaughter saw
When she eats good food, she should also feel happy.
Mrs. Yang first took a sip of the honey water, with a joyful smile on her face, and said one word: "Sweet."
Zhao Luoyang also picked up a bowl and drank.
The grandfather and grandson faced each other and drank the honey water while it was hot.
The warm water in his stomach quickly took effect, and Zhao Luoyang felt warm all over.
Mrs. Yang then said: "Tell me, what did you dream about?"
Zhao Luoyang pursed her lips. This time she did not tell lies: "Nay, I dreamed that when my family was moving, I went to the capital with my aunt and her family."
Mrs. Yang listened carefully, as if she was not listening to an unexplained dream.
Zhao Luoyang continued: "Then I received news in Beijing that you encountered bandits on the way. You, my father, third aunt and Yuan Bao are all gone."
Mrs. Yang then nodded: "What then? You came to Taozhou from the capital?"
Zhao Luoyang responded: "Why didn't I dream about it after I arrived in Taozhou? I just... dreamed about a war, and then only my fourth uncle and I were left."
Mrs. Yang thought carefully about her little granddaughter's dream.
Zhao Luoyang continued: "In the dream, I seemed to be married to a little mute and followed him to fight everywhere."
Zhao Luoyang's hand subconsciously rubbed the edge of the bowl. Now thinking about that dream, she still felt sad. The helplessness and pain were really terrible.
The next moment her hand was held, and Zhao Luoyang saw her breasts.
"Tell me about it," said Mrs. Yang. "With the milk here, these dreams will disappear."
Zhao Luoyang nodded: "Later, I learned that the war in Taozhou was because of the little mute."
After Zhao Luoyang finished speaking, Mrs. Yang stretched out her hand and gently rubbed the top of her little granddaughter's head.
"Nai," Zhao Luoyang left Taozi, knelt on the ground, and put his head on Old Mrs. Yang's lap: "Nai, do you think this dream is scary?"
Mrs. Yang said: "It's quite scary."
Zhao Luoyang continued: "What do you think we should do if this is really the case?"
Old Mrs. Yang didn't say, this is just a dream, isn't it different from the dream now? If so, she doesn't understand her granddaughter too much.
After a pause, Mrs. Yang said: "When something happened in Taozhou, what did the little mute do?"
Zhao Luoyang slowly raised his head and looked at her breasts. Yes, what did the little mute do? The little mute asked people to come to Taozhou and kill Zhu Youqing.
Then she promised to use the property taken from the Feng family to make farm tools. She knew that the little mute had not lied to her. She knew this just from the fact that Mr. Song had been at the government office and did not come back.
The longer Mr. Song stayed, the more accounts he handled. Since the little mute did not let Mr. Zhao guard them, he would naturally do what he said.
Mrs. Yang didn't wait for her granddaughter to reply, because it didn't matter whether her granddaughter replied to her or not, as long as she wanted to understand.
"Milk," Zhao Luoyang said, "you are right. Now it seems that the little mute is not the person in the dream... I am just afraid... afraid that what happened in the dream has happened."
Mrs. Yang thought for a while: "We just pretend it happened. Who do you think should be blamed? Are you at fault?"
Zhao Luoyang nodded: "I shouldn't go to Beijing, I should be with everyone."
Old Mrs. Yang said: "Then we must have made mistakes, otherwise we would not have been killed by bandits and died in the war."
"I think God gave me another chance to make corrections," Zhao Luoyang said, "making me different from before."
Mrs. Yang nodded: "That is not only for you, but also for all of us, me, your parents, and the little mute. Now I still think about it, what were we like before we moved, and what are we like now? Not only
It's us, the sixteen families are different. Did you know that Cao Cheng's daughter-in-law was pregnant, and Mrs. Cao kept talking when she saw me, and said she would give me twenty red eggs, saying that she
My daughter-in-law was able to get pregnant because she became strong after drinking whey."
"You have to think about this for me. If Mrs. Cao doesn't give it, we have to ask for it. She is stingy and will regret it when she turns around."
Zhao Luoyang laughed out loud: "My granddaughter remembers it."
"And Meng Gao's kid is called Danniu," said Mrs. Yang. "I've seen it too. He's a little thin, but Meng Gao's wife said it's much better than before. We don't make cheese these days. There's no cheese."
I don’t know how anxious everyone is after drinking whey!”
Everyone is getting better and better.
Thinking of these things, Zhao Luoyang felt at ease.
"Milk," Zhao Luoyang lay on Old Mrs. Yang's lap again, "it's nice to have you by my side."
"Actually, you can think it through yourself," Old Mrs. Yang said, "No matter what you do, you can definitely do it best, but if you do the right thing, you may not feel comfortable in your heart. I am here to talk to you.
, just to make you feel happier."
Zhao Luoyang nodded. She had figured it out a long time ago. When she was lying on the kang again, she thought a lot about the little mute helping them now and the past.
When the little mute was found and taken away from the village by Prince Yu's Mansion, the little mute was unwilling to leave. Even though he knew it would be good to leave the village and return to his parents, he did not want to leave.
She clearly remembered the look in the little mute's eyes at that time. The little mute said that he always wanted to run away from the palace to find them, which showed that the palace was not his home.
She has a family, but he doesn't.
Thinking of these, the emotions towards the little mute in the dream suddenly dissipated a lot.
And what grandma said is right. If those are true, then God gave them a chance to start over and let her change everything.
This is not just for her, but for the little mute, it is the same for everyone.
So they all deserve this opportunity.
If all that was just a dream, why should she be bound by the dream, because the real road was right in front of her.
Thinking of this, Zhao Luoyang murmured: "Hey, I'm sleepy."
"Let's go," Old Mrs. Yang said, "go back and go back to sleep."
…
Shi Jiu didn't know how much time had passed, and he didn't know if he had dissipated. He just felt that time seemed to be extremely long.
He didn't know what Zhao Luoyang was thinking, but at this moment when he was distracted, he seemed to be able to think of a lot, some unfamiliar memories, and some emotions.
Finally, his wandering thoughts came to him. When they were children, he only had Zhao Luoyang's figure in his eyes, and they held hands and ran through every corner of the village.
She always gave him half of her food.
They once sneaked out of the village to catch small fish by the river, but he took the wrong way and couldn't find the river for a while. Later, he squatted down and wrote to her: What should I do if I go the wrong way?
She erased his handwriting and wrote again: Then walk again.
I feel sad when I think of my parents, but warm when I think of her.
"Little Hui Hui."
"Luoyang."
Shi Jiu called her subconsciously, as if she could really respond.
I don't know how much time passed, but Shi Jiu suddenly felt strength in his body. His scattered thoughts slowly gathered together again, and a voice came to his ears.
That's the system beep.
He opened his eyes and looked down, only to see that his health value was constantly increasing.
[Health value +8]
[Health value +16]
…
Something blurred his vision. If he were in his body at this moment, he would definitely know what it feels like to cry silently.