Hearing that her mother asked her to go into the palace to accompany the queen, Wen Jiaojiao said softly "Hmm". Looking at the two mothers who were tender and loving towards her, Wen Jiaojiao felt warm in her heart and suddenly asked: "Auntie,
Do you think I am your Jiaojiao?"
After Wen Jiaojiao asked, Lao Liu hesitated for a while and made a small "di" sound in her mind.
Wen Jiaojiao came to his senses and knew that he had asked something he shouldn't have asked, but the words had already been asked and it was difficult to take them back.
Xiao Yurong paused while arranging the thread ball, raised her head and looked at Wen Jiaojiao and said: "This child, why do you suddenly ask my mother this? Of course you are my Jiaojiao, the brightest little moon in my mother's heart."
Wen Jiaojiao hesitated and said: "Then... one day Jiaojiao changes and becomes different from before. Will Aniang recognize Jiaojiao?"
Xiao Yurong and Aunt Meng looked at each other, covered their mouths and laughed.
"Jiao Jiao is still the same as when he was a child. He likes to ask if he is grandma's child."
Aunt Meng smiled and said: "Wan'er also asked me when she was a child, why do you think children like to ask this question at this age?"
Xiao Yurong also had a smile on her face, "Jiao Jiao once asked me how she was born when she was a child. I said she grew from a tree. She really believed it. She stood under the tree every day to see if she could grow from the tree.
She has a brother, and she wants a real brother."
Aunt Meng: "I also remember that I told her to give her brother Ah Hong, but she still didn't want him, so she wanted the brother who grew on the tree."
Xiao Yurong's stomach hurt when she smiled. "Later, Erlang came over to her every day and told her that he grew from a tree, so she believed it and stopped standing under the tree."
Wen Jiaojiao was stunned for a long time after hearing what the two said, and didn't even hear clearly what they said next.
All she could think of was standing under a tree, looking up at it, waiting for a brother to grow on the tree.
This is not Wen Ruyue's memory, but her own memory.
She remembered that since she was six years old, she would often go and stand under a big elm tree under the Tongzilou where she lived, hoping that a brother would fall for her from the tree.
Sometimes when she was wronged or bullied at school, she would often find a tree and stand under it, thinking that a brother would fall for her and come down to protect her.
Wen Jiaojiao lived with her grandmother since she was a child. Her grandmother got older and could no longer take care of her. Her uncle and aunt took her to live in the old age. Wen Jiaojiao lived with her uncle and aunt until she became an adult. After she was admitted to college, they
There is no obligation to support her, so she will work part-time to earn money and rent a house after graduating from college.
Her uncle and aunt were neither good nor bad to her, and they fulfilled their duty of raising her. Wen Jiaojiao had suffered some minor grievances and suffered some minor losses, but she had not suffered any major hardships.
A very ordinary life, with no ups and downs.
He is a very ordinary and ordinary person in this world. His only wish is to be a lying fish. After all, work is really tiring, and useless social interactions with others are also tiring. Who doesn’t want to live a simple and comfortable life.
Now, these memories were starting to make her a little confused.
There can't be such a fantasy thing, right? Is Wen Ruyue really herself?
But even such a thing as walking through a book has happened. No matter how fantasy it is, there is nothing surprising about it.
Thinking of the stupid and bad look in the original book, Wen Jiaojiao couldn't accept that he was like this.
Wen Jiaojiao closed her eyes and carefully reviewed these memories. In fact, judging from the memories, Wen Ruyue was domineering and overbearing, but not that brainless. She was just a spoiled little girl, and she had a bad temper.
Almost.
Everything started when she fell into the water, the plot unfolded, and Wen Ruyue walked towards her death step by step, becoming a brainless and vicious female supporting role.
All the time points begin when she travels through the book, and the plot of the heroine Wen Miaoran begins to develop.
Yes, the plot of the original book begins at this point. Of course, the Wen Ruyue in her memory is slightly different from the Wen Ruyue she reads.
Maybe Wen Ruyue's memory interfered with her and made her confused. Wen Jiaojiao kept giving herself psychological hints.
For Wen Jiaojiao, solving the problem is not as good as solving the person who caused the problem, so that there will be no problems at all.
This is her salty-fish thinking, shutting out all problems.
Wen Jiaojiao closed her eyes and thought for a while, then fell asleep on her stomach.
Xiao Yurong saw Wen Jiaojiao sleeping on her stomach. After waiting for a while, he felt that she had fallen asleep, and then turned her over.
Her heart was not good, so she felt uncomfortable after sleeping on her stomach for a while and was woken up. Xiao Yurong let her lie down to sleep, covered her with a quilt, and blew out a few candles to avoid dazzling her eyes.
Xiao Yurong sat by the bed and gently stroked Wen Jiaojiao's soft long hair lovingly. Of course she knew that her daughter had changed a little differently from usual these days, but how could a mother not recognize her own child?
No matter how things change, some of the most basic things will never change.
Xiao Yurong took Aunt Meng to sit a little further away, lit two lamps alone behind the screen, and made clothes with her.
In fact, they can go to a tailor shop to have their clothes custom-made. The children of the Wen family, including themselves, have many of their clothes custom-made at a tailor shop. However, when the children are still young, mothers want to do everything by themselves, especially when they are young.
She is a daughter, she grows up in the blink of an eye, and when she gets married, she gets to see her less frequently.
Under the dim lights, Wen Jiao was sleeping soundly and peacefully, while two mothers were quietly cutting clothes behind the screen.
Wen Jiaojiao had a dream and was woken up. It was already getting late, and Xiao Yurong and Aunt Meng were preparing to wrap up and go back. When they heard the noise, Xiao Yurong looked around from behind the screen and saw Wen Jiaojiao sitting up, rubbing his eyes.
Xiao Yurong poured a cup of hot tea and sat beside Wen Jiaojiao's bed, handed it to her lips, held her in her arms and said softly: "Why did Jiaojiao wake up?"
Wen Jiaojiao drank a few sips of tea from Xiao Yurong's hand, and leaned in her arms sleepily, "Mom, I had a dream..."
She dreamed that she fell into an icy lake. The sky was bone-chilling in the twelfth lunar month, and a thin layer of ice formed on the lake. She was wrapped in the biting ice water.
She was suffocating and was so frozen that she could barely move her limbs, let alone float to the surface of the lake.
"My dear, it's just a dream, don't be afraid."
Xiao Yurong held her and coaxed her softly, patted her back gently, and coaxed her to sleep just like she did when she was a child.
Asked about the faint fragrance on her mother's body, Wen Jiaojiao gradually fell asleep again.
Aunt Meng packed up her things and said softly: "Jiaojiao has fallen asleep, and the mistress won't go back to her courtyard?"
Xiao Yurong shook her head, "Jiao Jiao has a nightmare. I'll stay with her for a while. Su Qiu, please go back first. It's late at night and I want one more maid to hold the lamp."
Aunt Meng knelt down to Xiao Yurong and said, "Then I will go back first."
Xiao Yurong hugged Wen Jiaojiao for a while, waited until she fell asleep, then gently put her on the bed, lay beside her and patted her gently, and only got up and went back at the third watch.
Tonight, a few dim lamps were lit in Wen Jiao Jiao's room, but they were not extinguished.