The little girl happily climbed onto the kang, shook the bed, and put on the woman wrapped in a broken quilt: "Mom, we have something to eat, my kind sister gives me buns, open your eyes and eat it quickly, it's great
Eat, mom, open your eyes."
The little girl kept shaking the woman with messy hair, but the woman was silent. The little girl gradually became panicked, cried in fear, and looked back at Luo Xing'er in panic.
Luo Xing'er's heart tightened, and she felt an unknown premonition. She hurriedly walked up to explore the woman's nose, but she had no breath.
Luo Xing'er immediately grabbed the woman's hand and started to get cold and stiff. It seemed that she had been dead for a day or two.
"Sister, why don't you open your eyes? Why don't you speak?" The little girl's tears kept flowing down her face in panic, and she kept shaking the woman, her tender voice kept calling for her mother.
"..." Luo Xing'er let go of the woman's hand, feeling uncomfortable all of a sudden and could not speak at all.
The woman is dead, but the little girl is too young. She probably doesn't understand what death means. She thought her mother was just asleep, and she thought she would wake up after she came back with the buns for her mother to eat.
But I didn't know that her mother had long been dead. The life of the Ice Clan people is even worse than that of ants here, and no one knows that even if they die.
Luo Xing'er looked at the little girl who kept crying sadly. The little girl looked only three or four years old. It seemed that the woman was also her only relative. Even the relatives were dead. What should this little girl do!
Luo Xing'er had no choice but to pull her away and let go of the woman's hand: "Don't shout, your mother is dead, you can't talk to you anymore."
"Mom is dead, will you not come back like dad? Sister, save your mother, please save your mother, Bing'er, don't die." Although the little girl didn't understand what death was, she also vaguely realized that she
My mother will never come back, and she will cry even more miserably.
Luo Xing'er was sad. If she was seriously ill, she could still take out the spiritual medicines she picked from the ancient battlefield to treat her. What else could she do if she died!
She could only pick up the little girl to comfort her. She couldn't bear it so lonely.
"Don't be afraid of Bing'er, my sister will take care of you in the future."
In the end, the little girl's mother was buried in the small yard. The little girl lost her mother, like a panicked chick, following Luo Xing'er closely.
Luo Xing'er could only frown and thought about how to place this little girl.
It is not appropriate to bring it back to the Prime Minister's Mansion. First, Dan Taijue doesn't like the ice clan very much. Now they have a sensitive relationship, so it will only be even more chaotic to get an ice clan member back. Second, she is also busy and doesn't have much time to take care of her.
It would be better to find someone to take care of the little girl, but I don’t know the truth. This little girl has such an identity, so I’m afraid she can’t find someone who doesn’t dislike her.
Luo Xing'er walked out of the dilapidated house with the little girl in her arms and returned to the entrance, but saw a group of older children surrounding a man in the open space, dancing and looking very excited.
Luo Xing'er couldn't help but be curious. When she walked up and saw it, she was shocked.
The person surrounded by those teenagers turned out to be the man in silver.
When he met him in such a place and knew his identity, Luo Xing'er immediately became alert.
The teenagers of the Ice Clan seemed to be learning spiritual skills from the Void. Their faces were full of longing and desire, and they all had an expression of admiration for Void.