Song Ziyu's originally cheerful little face immediately fell down, she pursed her lips in grievance and stopped saying, "You are my mother."
He took two steps forward, stretched out his hand hidden behind his back, and opened his palm, revealing a few green dates.
"Mom, dates are for you and Ling'er to eat."
He looked at the little boy An who was nestled in Shen Wan's arms, as if he was envious that he could be nestled in his mother's arms and be liked by her.
Ling'er?
Shen Wan's brows jumped. Seeing that she was looking at Xiao Zi'an, she guessed that she was thinking of Ling'er and thought that Xiao Zi'an was him.
Xiao An is only two years old, and Song Ziyu can regard him as Ling'er. It is estimated that her current mental age and memory should only stay at five or six years old.
"Do you remember your father's name?"
Shen Wan asked tentatively.
Song Ziyu shook her head hesitantly. She didn't know her father's name, nor did she remember him. She only remembered her mother and her brother Ling'er.
Do you have to see someone before you can remember them?
Shen Wan is a dark background.
"Ling'er eats jujubes, you love jujubes the most."
Song Ziyu walked to the soft couch and handed the dates forward again.
The boy sat up, took a date from her hand, looked at her strangely and said, "Thank you."
Why does this sister call him Ling'er?
Shouldn't Ling'er be brother Chu Ling or brother Zi Ling?
"Hehe..." Song Ziyu smiled naively.
"Tomorrow, my sister will climb a tree to pick some for you."
In the yard where she lived, there was a date tree with many dates on it.
Shen Wan searched in the memory of the original owner and recalled the time when Song Heng was taken away to fight, his life and death unknown, and the original owner's family was still in the countryside.
The young Song Ziyu would always follow the children in the village across the mountains in winter, going to the mountains to pick dates and come back.
She didn't eat it herself, but kept it for her brother, mother and grandmother to eat. That was Song Ziling's only snack.
In her memory, when she gave jujubes to Song Ziling, who was only one or two years old, she also said, "Sister, I'll pick them for you."
At that time, Song Ziyu was really a considerate little cotton-padded jacket and a good sister who loved and protected her younger brother! "Mom..." Song Ziyu stopped smiling and cautiously extended his hand in front of Shen Wan.
Shen Wan raised her eyelids and glanced at her, "I won't eat it, you can eat it yourself! He is not Ling'er, he is An An. You have mistaken the person."
It was obviously Ling Er, Song Ziyu pursed her lips and said in her heart, forget it, let it be whatever mother said.
She slowly took back her hand and looked at the dates in her hand. Her mother was obviously very happy when she saw her picking dates back in the past, but why is she unhappy today? Dongxue chased her to the main courtyard, saw Chunyu and asked, "Miss Yu'er Woolen cloth?"
"In."
Dongxue vented her anger and said: "This Miss Yu'er runs too fast. I can't catch up even if I chase her from behind."
She originally stopped Miss Yu'er from coming to the main courtyard, but Miss Yu'er ran away while she wasn't paying attention.
Chunyu smiled and entered the house with a cotton towel, followed by Dongxue.
"Miss Yuer, please wipe the rain off your body, otherwise you will catch a cold."
Chunyu handed the towel to Song Ziyu, who turned around and stretched out his hand, "Sister, do you want to eat dates?"
Chunyu was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "I won't eat it, Miss Yu'er can eat it herself!"
Seeing that she didn't reach out to take the cotton towel, he went directly to help her wipe it.
"lady."
The winter snow rushes into Shen Wanfu's blessing.
Shen Wan nodded slightly, Dong Xue lowered her head and said, "Miss Yu'er saw a date tree in the yard, so she climbed up the tree and picked the dates. After she picked it, she said she would give it to the lady. The slave originally stopped her, but Yu Miss Er ran away while the slave was not paying attention, and the slave did not catch up..." "It's okay."
Song Ziyu is such a big living person, it is not easy to keep an eye on her.
Dongxue was relieved when she heard the word "It's okay". Although Madam is the kindest mistress in the world, she was still afraid that Madam would blame her for not keeping an eye on Miss Yu'er.