There are many people in the world, and they all have different attitudes towards life. The old Taoist priest and Widow Xu have experienced twists and turns and are miserable. Life is really terrible for them. An innocent person fell into the whirlpool of the country's general situation and was tortured.
He became disabled and lived alone for decades. Although the other person did not suffer much physical pain, his mental trauma was even more terrifying.
However, the two of them still have expectations for life. The old Taoist priest has always believed that his master will not die so easily, and insists on living, only hoping to see his relatives again one day. But when he really sees his relatives, he has enough reasons to hate him
Of all people, he did not cry out about the unfair treatment he had received, nor did he ask his master, who had become an immortal, to help him avenge himself. He really just wanted to
I just want to see Master. This is enough and I am very satisfied. I have nothing else to ask for. Widow Xu lost her son, her daughter, and her husband, but she did not lose her kind heart. Whenever she saw a child coming from
Whenever she passes by the door, she will treat these carefree, innocent and lovely children as her own children, love them, protect them, and hope that they will always be happy. The two were born
People who live in betrayal live a very miserable life, but they are not completely trapped in it, and they do not rely on this suffering to beg for mercy from others. They would rather bury it in their hearts forever than show it to others easily.
The flowers of hope are planted on the land. This is the attitude of the two people towards life. The old Taoist is very lucky. He has seen the flowers and the fruits of happiness. So what about Widow Xu?
"My husband loves me very much. There must be unspeakable reasons why he left. He is not a person who gives up all the time. He will never abandon me. He has to leave me... My daughter is very cute and beautiful.
Like you, girl. If the calculation is correct, she should be as old as you now. I really want to see her." Swing and Birdman followed Widow Xu home, and the little fox rarely took the initiative to help Widow Xu cook.
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She was very pleased to see Swing squatting next to the stove cooking, as if she were watching her own daughter. She was about to die, her mind was in a mess, and she could not let go of her longing for her daughter, so she put the family affection she had accumulated for many years before the person in front of her.
On the strange girl, he stretched out his trembling hands and gently stroked the girl's hair, full of a mother's love and tenderness for her child. The little fox was not Widow Xu's daughter, but Widow Xu's love for her was true.
The tears on the swing can't be stopped. As a little fox who lost his mother at a young age, no matter how kind the birdman is to him, the missing mother's love cannot be made up for. The little girl has heard of Mrs. Yin. Although she is a famous
Nezha's mother, but Mrs. Yin's story obviously cannot be compared with the magnificent Battle of the Gods. It is insignificant and not worth mentioning. People don't even know her real name. But for the swing,
This woman who worked so hard for her son moved her heart far more than the gods in the sky or the immortals in the world. People who are proficient in illusions can best understand the thoughts of others. The little fox clearly felt the old woman's feelings.
Love, that longing that is as light as a feather and as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold. Correspondingly, Swing put all his longing for his mother over the years on Widow Xu. At this moment, the little fox was the old woman's daughter.
The birdman standing aside could not fully understand his daughter's current mood, and could only barely guess some of it. One was a child without a mother, and the other was a mother who had lost her child. Both of their hearts were missing a piece of the puzzle, and now they are finally perfect.
. Although this perfection cannot exist for too long due to various practical reasons, the swing will definitely be remembered forever, treasured in the heart, and engraved in the soul.
Soon, the food was ready. When it was served on the table, the little fox and Widow Xu sat across from each other and ate together. They both enjoyed the meal very happily, telling jokes from time to time. The atmosphere was harmonious and warm.
In addition to the dishes made by Swing, there was a plate of delicacies not made by her on the table. It looked delicious, full of color, aroma and fragrance, and must have been made with great care. However, Widow Xu never touched the dish that was placed in front of her.
She stretched out her chopsticks several times, hesitated for a moment, and then put them back. She really wanted to eat, but didn't dare, as if she was afraid of something. Seeing the old woman acting like this, Swing raised her chopsticks to help her pick some. But
At once
Like Widow Xu, the little fox's hand froze in mid-air and did not move in the end. Both of them cared about that dish, but for different reasons. The little girl could pick up other dishes for the old woman, but she didn't have that plate.
Qualified. That dish contained the filial piety of a daughter who had not seen her mother for many years. Except for the mother who made it, anyone would destroy its deliciousness. It was a dish that only Widow Xu could taste.
The little fox knew that the old woman would take a bite. She would definitely do so. But before eating, she had to look at it carefully. Even as a mortal, Widow Xu did not understand the special meaning of that dish, but there was an inexplicable reason that made her like it.
It has a special feeling. She wants to save the best and favorite until the end.
There was good food and of course good wine. The swing smiled and said he was going to perform a trick on the old woman. Widow Xu looked forward to it and stared at the little girl. The little fox pretended to wave its hands a few times and recited a few particularly interesting spells.
He made the woman laugh, then casually grabbed it and squeezed out a wine bottle. Widow Xu was very happy and clapped her hands and praised the little girl for her awesomeness.
"Come! Madam, have a drink." The swing fiddled again, conjuring up a wine glass, tilting the bottle slightly, and poured out some light blue wine, "This wine is good, please have a glass."
Widow Xu never drank, but today she had an unknown "alcohol addiction" in her heart. She gently picked up the wine glass and slowly put it into her mouth. However, it was like picking up vegetables, and she couldn't drink it despite her efforts.
"I..." She wanted to say something, but she didn't know what she wanted to say. Tears slowly flowed down, one drop fell on the plate of special dishes, and the other dropped into the wine glass. "I miss you so much," she said subconsciously.
After saying a word, the old woman finally put the wine glass on the
He took a sip lightly on his lips and said, "It's indeed... not bad." Her trembling body squeezed out more tears. Widow Xu tried hard to suppress her excited emotions, put down the wine glass steadily, grabbed the chopsticks and took a bite of the food.
, put it in her mouth, chewed it carefully, "It is indeed... delicious." It was the taste of family affection, the taste of love. Two people appeared in front of her eyes, a boy and a girl. "My child,
Mom will be relieved if you are doing well."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Swing covered her face and cried bitterly.