In a barren and quiet village lying near the river, there is a low and shaky and dilapidated thatched cottage. A slightly wider room is cubesed into two inner and outer grids, forming two very small bedrooms.
In the inner room, there is a young woman in a simple dress, about thirty years old.
The warm face that sometimes slightly raised makes people see her pretty appearance, but the long-term illness makes her body thin, with a violently undulating body leaning on the head of the bed.
With the faint light, the young woman was doing needlework in her hands with a somewhat slow movement; with her sharp ups and downs, there were always a slight cough sound deep in her throat.
The room was damaged and could not completely block the cold wind outside, which made the young woman's hands swollen and swollen. She was so stiff that she rubbed helplessly for a few times.
Mom, have you not slept yet?
In the outdoor room with a high floor across the man, the voice of a boy who had just begun to change his voice, filled with deep tone and full of concern.
The palm of the hand that had frostbite was like a carrot, and it seemed to be slowly raised upwards. A ray of light flashed when the needle in the young woman was wearing a dressing needle in her hand.
The next second, the needle tip poked the wick accurately, the flame on the oil lamp was half smaller, and the light in the room was dimmed by two points.
The young woman endured the pain in her heart, gently held her heart with one hand, and trembled with her pale mouth with the other hand, frowned the white mist-covered Yao's nose and took a deep breath
After one, it’s late at night, mom is going to sleep right away. You have to cover your quilt. Mom is inconvenient and can no longer cover you at night.
The young woman's pale and slightly abnormal rosy face exuded a kind and warm smile, and the coldness of the cold winter seemed to end with her difficult words.
The warm and beautiful sound came into the ears of the wooden floating above the thatched cottage
Mu Guo felt a strong force, as if he encountered a current converter with cathode equipment, attracting Mu Guo's energy body from the rooftop and silently penetrated into the inner room where the young woman was.
The young woman under the lamp exudes a hazy graceful beauty, and concentrates on threading needles, which makes her show a quiet and unrestrained state.
The thread in the hand of a loving mother, the clothes on the wandering son! This poem that has been passed down through the ages can just depict the scene before the wood passes by
Attracted by the power called maternal love, Mu Guo sat next to the young woman, silently admiring her, and her extremely beautiful movements
The young woman's lead movement sometimes was too large and she would always uncover the quilt on her body, revealing the concave and concave figures covered by the worn-out clothes that had been washed and worn, so that the wooden man who had been watching had involuntarily helped her pull the quilt on her.
After a while, a piece of clothing in his hand was finally sewn. The young woman fell back weakly and started coughing violently.
Alas, Yang Kang, you committed too many evils and died early, but we, mother and son, were left to suffer alone; Nianci was about to pass away, what should I do after I passed away?
At the end of the speech, the young woman also took the palm pressed on the corner of her mouth and opened it
Yang Kang, Nianci, Guoer, his mind was blank, staring at the terminally ill young woman beside him
The long-term need to cut through the space has allowed Mu Guo to develop the habit of paying attention to observing the environment around him, and returned to normal in an instant, which also correctly confirmed the true identity of the women around him.
In the 21st century, although martial arts novels cannot dominate, Mu Guo, who rarely reads novels, has always remembered Yang Kang, a very ‘personal’ character, the biggest villain in The Legend of the Condor Heroes who is greedy for glory and wealth.
Mu Nianci slowly spread out his palm, a thick sticky blood clot. Oh, Guo'er, mom really can't survive this cold winter anymore! But you will suffer more in the future
Mu Nianci, who opened her two thin lips, could not really speak her words. She also relied on the fluctuations of the air to accurately identify what Mu Nianci wanted to say.
At this moment, Mu Guo couldn't help but feel excited and sighed, "What a good mother!" At the moment of death, Mu Nianci was also worried about her only son. Maybe, if she is missing now, her mother will be as sad as she will!
The description of Mu Nianci in The Legend of the Condor Heroes appeared in his mind. Mu Guo couldn't help but decide to save this great mother who was proud and did not rely on others to be compassionate.
Continue to hide your body. Mu Guo waited for nearly an hour before Mu Nianci finally fell asleep.
As soon as Mu Guo moved, he made a slight sound. Mu Nianci's pair of neat eyelashes flashed, closed his apricot eyes and opened them instantly, shouting excitedly: Yang Kang, is it you?
The power condensed in the thin body for more than a while was completely used by Mu Nianci at this moment, and excitedly stretched out his hands and hugged the man in front of him tightly.
Mu Nianci's eyes that flashed with light were filled with complex feelings that were love, hatred, and inexpressible!
Yang Kang, Nianci is useless. Before we raise our son, we have to come and accompany you.
The cold jade body, the normal body temperature of human beings is gradually fading; Mu Nianci, who has a miserable life, only feels that he is in a cold hell
When a pair of thin and cold red arms were barely hugged Mu Guo, Mu Nianci used all his body to fall softly into his arms. Mu Guo was shocked and gently stroked Mu Nianci's pulse with his fingers, and immediately got a rough understanding of Mu Nianci's illness.
It is a heart disease caused by depression in the heart
Alas, Mu Nianci has now returned to her. She thought that in order to repay the grievances made by Yang Kang, she also fell into hell with Yang Kang and saw the dead ghost Yang Kang. If she had seen this miserable woman two hours later, she should have gone to see the King of Hell tonight.
Mu Nianci's premature death, Mu Guo, like everyone else, was both reluctant and sad and angry: Why can't a woman with a good wife and a good mother live for a long time?
The palms that gathered the current independently, and at the same time resisted Mu Nianci's back, Mu Guo used gentle power to stimulate the weak true energy in her body to activate.
Mu Nianci's life is bumpy, but he has a tenacious heart
The adoptive father Yang Tiexin's grace for more than ten years of raising her has never given up on her determination to persuade Yang Kang. She has always hoped that Yang Kang will return one day, just like the ancestors, Yang Zaixing and others, she will become a meritorious minister in fighting against foreign enemies and defending the country.
Yang Kang's death was retribution prompted Mu Nianci to become stronger, making her heart always take the grandmother of the Yang family, She Taijun, as an example, and determined to teach Yang Guo to become a talent alone
However, Mu Nianci, who returned to Niujia Village, suffered from a complex relationship with Yang Kang and suffered from a serious heart knot. He suffered from a variety of psychological diseases, which left many famous doctors helpless.
After a stream of hot current flowing from Mu Nianci's back circulated in the eight extraordinary meridians in Mu Nianci's body for a week, it quickly returned to Mu Nianci's body, allowing Mu Nianci to quickly return to normal
The current returned in Mu Nianci's body benefited Mu Guo a lot, adding a hint of cathode power to the body, and reducing the burning feeling in his heart
In the inner room, there is a young woman in a simple dress, about thirty years old.
The warm face that sometimes slightly raised makes people see her pretty appearance, but the long-term illness makes her body thin, with a violently undulating body leaning on the head of the bed.
With the faint light, the young woman was doing needlework in her hands with a somewhat slow movement; with her sharp ups and downs, there were always a slight cough sound deep in her throat.
The room was damaged and could not completely block the cold wind outside, which made the young woman's hands swollen and swollen. She was so stiff that she rubbed helplessly for a few times.
Mom, have you not slept yet?
In the outdoor room with a high floor across the man, the voice of a boy who had just begun to change his voice, filled with deep tone and full of concern.
The palm of the hand that had frostbite was like a carrot, and it seemed to be slowly raised upwards. A ray of light flashed when the needle in the young woman was wearing a dressing needle in her hand.
The next second, the needle tip poked the wick accurately, the flame on the oil lamp was half smaller, and the light in the room was dimmed by two points.
The young woman endured the pain in her heart, gently held her heart with one hand, and trembled with her pale mouth with the other hand, frowned the white mist-covered Yao's nose and took a deep breath
After one, it’s late at night, mom is going to sleep right away. You have to cover your quilt. Mom is inconvenient and can no longer cover you at night.
The young woman's pale and slightly abnormal rosy face exuded a kind and warm smile, and the coldness of the cold winter seemed to end with her difficult words.
The warm and beautiful sound came into the ears of the wooden floating above the thatched cottage
Mu Guo felt a strong force, as if he encountered a current converter with cathode equipment, attracting Mu Guo's energy body from the rooftop and silently penetrated into the inner room where the young woman was.
The young woman under the lamp exudes a hazy graceful beauty, and concentrates on threading needles, which makes her show a quiet and unrestrained state.
The thread in the hand of a loving mother, the clothes on the wandering son! This poem that has been passed down through the ages can just depict the scene before the wood passes by
Attracted by the power called maternal love, Mu Guo sat next to the young woman, silently admiring her, and her extremely beautiful movements
The young woman's lead movement sometimes was too large and she would always uncover the quilt on her body, revealing the concave and concave figures covered by the worn-out clothes that had been washed and worn, so that the wooden man who had been watching had involuntarily helped her pull the quilt on her.
After a while, a piece of clothing in his hand was finally sewn. The young woman fell back weakly and started coughing violently.
Alas, Yang Kang, you committed too many evils and died early, but we, mother and son, were left to suffer alone; Nianci was about to pass away, what should I do after I passed away?
At the end of the speech, the young woman also took the palm pressed on the corner of her mouth and opened it
Yang Kang, Nianci, Guoer, his mind was blank, staring at the terminally ill young woman beside him
The long-term need to cut through the space has allowed Mu Guo to develop the habit of paying attention to observing the environment around him, and returned to normal in an instant, which also correctly confirmed the true identity of the women around him.
In the 21st century, although martial arts novels cannot dominate, Mu Guo, who rarely reads novels, has always remembered Yang Kang, a very ‘personal’ character, the biggest villain in The Legend of the Condor Heroes who is greedy for glory and wealth.
Mu Nianci slowly spread out his palm, a thick sticky blood clot. Oh, Guo'er, mom really can't survive this cold winter anymore! But you will suffer more in the future
Mu Nianci, who opened her two thin lips, could not really speak her words. She also relied on the fluctuations of the air to accurately identify what Mu Nianci wanted to say.
At this moment, Mu Guo couldn't help but feel excited and sighed, "What a good mother!" At the moment of death, Mu Nianci was also worried about her only son. Maybe, if she is missing now, her mother will be as sad as she will!
The description of Mu Nianci in The Legend of the Condor Heroes appeared in his mind. Mu Guo couldn't help but decide to save this great mother who was proud and did not rely on others to be compassionate.
Continue to hide your body. Mu Guo waited for nearly an hour before Mu Nianci finally fell asleep.
As soon as Mu Guo moved, he made a slight sound. Mu Nianci's pair of neat eyelashes flashed, closed his apricot eyes and opened them instantly, shouting excitedly: Yang Kang, is it you?
The power condensed in the thin body for more than a while was completely used by Mu Nianci at this moment, and excitedly stretched out his hands and hugged the man in front of him tightly.
Mu Nianci's eyes that flashed with light were filled with complex feelings that were love, hatred, and inexpressible!
Yang Kang, Nianci is useless. Before we raise our son, we have to come and accompany you.
The cold jade body, the normal body temperature of human beings is gradually fading; Mu Nianci, who has a miserable life, only feels that he is in a cold hell
When a pair of thin and cold red arms were barely hugged Mu Guo, Mu Nianci used all his body to fall softly into his arms. Mu Guo was shocked and gently stroked Mu Nianci's pulse with his fingers, and immediately got a rough understanding of Mu Nianci's illness.
It is a heart disease caused by depression in the heart
Alas, Mu Nianci has now returned to her. She thought that in order to repay the grievances made by Yang Kang, she also fell into hell with Yang Kang and saw the dead ghost Yang Kang. If she had seen this miserable woman two hours later, she should have gone to see the King of Hell tonight.
Mu Nianci's premature death, Mu Guo, like everyone else, was both reluctant and sad and angry: Why can't a woman with a good wife and a good mother live for a long time?
The palms that gathered the current independently, and at the same time resisted Mu Nianci's back, Mu Guo used gentle power to stimulate the weak true energy in her body to activate.
Mu Nianci's life is bumpy, but he has a tenacious heart
The adoptive father Yang Tiexin's grace for more than ten years of raising her has never given up on her determination to persuade Yang Kang. She has always hoped that Yang Kang will return one day, just like the ancestors, Yang Zaixing and others, she will become a meritorious minister in fighting against foreign enemies and defending the country.
Yang Kang's death was retribution prompted Mu Nianci to become stronger, making her heart always take the grandmother of the Yang family, She Taijun, as an example, and determined to teach Yang Guo to become a talent alone
However, Mu Nianci, who returned to Niujia Village, suffered from a complex relationship with Yang Kang and suffered from a serious heart knot. He suffered from a variety of psychological diseases, which left many famous doctors helpless.
After a stream of hot current flowing from Mu Nianci's back circulated in the eight extraordinary meridians in Mu Nianci's body for a week, it quickly returned to Mu Nianci's body, allowing Mu Nianci to quickly return to normal
The current returned in Mu Nianci's body benefited Mu Guo a lot, adding a hint of cathode power to the body, and reducing the burning feeling in his heart
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