"But he would leave when he heard the voice of the adults."
"Silly boy, tell me quietly, don't he know, don't he?"
"But he is a god. Even if you hide, he will find it."
"This is strange. If it is a god, why would he not see me if he is willing to see you?" She pretended to be angry, "Hong'er, do you think the Queen Mother can't see the god?"
The child giggled: "Empress Dowager, didn't you tell me before that the gods live on the other side of the mountain and only like smart and cute children? The gods, it seems that they don't like adults... But, Empress Dowager, I'll see you next time,
I'll call you to see."
Fangfei smiled and patted his hands: "Come on, wash your hands first, eat... I won't talk about the gods."
"Did you eat shredded apples again?"
"Silly kid, will you not get tired of eating the same thing? I won't eat this tonight. The Queen Mother has made you a new good thing, stewed with apples with dried deer meat..."
"Empress Dowager, what kind of dish is this? Why haven't I eaten it before?"
Fangfei felt a sting in her heart. How long has it been? Since Luo Jia died, she has never made this dish again. She likes to eat it so much, and Luo Jia likes to eat it so much.
I thought I would never make this dish again in this life.
But I didn't expect that I would meet someone - even more than Araka - no, no, no, this is impossible to compare. It is completely incomparable. When facing Araka, I need to ask him for a lot
A lot of love; but to this "man" can only give him a lot of love.
Moreover, you will never complain, and you will not be afraid of being let down or abandoned.
In this world, how can a son let his mother down? How can a mother blame her son?
The power of life is so wonderful that the heart that has long been destroyed will rekindle, and love will be even more intense.
The first time this "man" who is devoted and selfless, loves a "man": he is afraid that he will be cold, afraid that he will be thirsty, three meals a day, four seasons of clothes, and even a bowl of soup, he will have to blow it cold before he can hold his hand