Chapter 3

Far away in the mountains, the smell of chickens and dogs seems to be the mud smell after the first rain. The earth is also recovering. In the fields, there are the shouting of rough men, the playing noise of children, the barking of rhubarb dogs and the cooing of hens laying eggs.

Shen Qingci suddenly woke up, but also hit his head on the ground.

She instinctively touched her head, but it was a daze, and then surprised to look at her hand, her hand

Small and short, and soft meat.

This is

She widened her eyes and tried to look around. Then she stood up and ran forward.

She was four years old, her four-year-old hand, and her mother who was gone when she was four.

Push open that old door, vaguely in her memory, it is this broken wooden door that can't be broken again, and it will leak. That year, she sat in front of the door, she was hungry too hard, she was also hungry crying, crying heartrending. If she had cried before, mother would come out, but that day mother did not wake up to coax her, nor did she hold her.

When the door opened, there was a moldy smell inside, as well as the precipitation of medicinal stones. Her nose was naturally sensitive. She could recognize hundreds of flavors and distinguish thousands of fragrances, so sometimes she could distinguish a lot of them. What she had just smelled was that of a mother.

In her memory, the taste of Niang is like this. No matter what kind of mother turns out to be, what she remembers all her life is the flavor of Niang Xiang.

"Ah Ning Ah Congealing... "

On a broken wooden bed, only a bed of black cotton wadding was piled up. There was a haggard woman lying there. Her face was like gold paper, and the corners of her lips were also lacerated with blood. She was difficult to reach out her thin hand to the door.

"Ah Ning, come here, come here."

Shen Qingci stood in the same place, a pair of small hands also tightly clenched the door frame. There are not many people calling her a Ning in the world. Her name is Shen Qingci. A Ning is a nickname given to her by her mother. She hopes that when she grows up, she will be as gorgeous as a pear blossom.

But now the mother, let her fear, so she ran out in the last life, she was afraid of her mother, she did not dare to see her mother, this is also the most regretful thing in her life, she did not see the last side of her mother.

Since then, every time she dreamt back in the middle of the night, she thought, if she could come forward, if she could hold her mother's hand, if she could let her mother hug her, would she be able to go away with peace of mind, and she would also remember her mother's appearance, remember her taste on her body, and she could know all kinds of flavors, but only she lost her mother's taste.

Although she still knows what all these are, whether she is dreaming or a new reincarnation, she has already stepped forward her feet and ran past.

"A Ning..." The skinny woman is her mother, whose name is Lou Xuefei. She is the legitimate daughter of Lou family and the only daughter of her grandfather And she is also the mother's only daughter, her name is Shen Qingci, a Ning.

"Ah Ning, come here..."

Lou Xuefei coughed again, and her throat was full of fishy sweets. She swallowed the sweet smell, but she didn't want to frighten her four-year-old daughter. She knew that her time was running out, but how could she die? How could she dare to die? Her little ah Ning was only four years old. She didn't know what to do. How could she be such a mother and leave her little daughter here alone In the world, lonely, also do not know how to end up being trampled to death.

Shen Qingci ran past, but also held the woman's thin hand.

"Ah Ning, mother's little ah Ning."

When Lou Xuefei saw her daughter's small but dusty appearance, she not only felt sad from her heart, but also coughed, almost unable to stop.

Finally, she stopped coughing and saw her daughter still obediently in front of her.

"Niang's little ah Ning, don't be afraid of mother, mother won't hurt you," she gently held her daughter's little hand, and several desires were to be held tightly.

All the people in the world may hurt you, but my mother won't. In this life, what I love most is you, and the most sorry is you.

Shen Qingci's nose is sour. She pastes her small face on Lou Xuefei's thin hand. At that moment, she feels her mother's temperature, remembers her mother's fragrance and her mother's face.

She raised her face and stretched out her little arm.

"Mother, hug."

Lou Xuefei's tears rolled down and blurred her eyes. How long has her little a'ning been so close to her? She knows that the child's sense of smell is extremely sensitive, and she can recognize all kinds of flavors. She is afraid that because she is now ill and has a bad smell, she will not be close to her at a very early time.

Now her little a Ning unexpectedly let her hold, she tried hard to sit up, but it is not even a bit of strength is lifting.

Shen Qingci kicked off his little shoes and climbed into the humble bed where Lou Xuefei was lying. Who could have imagined that Lou Xuefei, the first beautiful woman in Beijing and the legitimate daughter of Lou family, now lies half dead here, even her bright face is withered.Lou Xuefei took her daughter's small body and felt sorry. Her little a'ning had become a small bone. She exchanged her bracelet for three meals a day. She didn't know if they had delivered it. Her little a'ning didn't eat or was hungry.

Shen Qingci pastes his small face on Lou Xuefei's face. His mother's face is warm, and her mother's body is fragrant. She pinches her little finger, and her little hand also holds Lou Xuefei's clothes tightly.

It was her mother's smell, but she was about to miss it. She knew that her mother was going to die. Even the doctor said that there was no way to go back to heaven, and she was about to lose her mother.

Lou Xuefei just choked. She gently stroked her daughter's soft but dusty hair. Ah Ning was not afraid. She held her daughter carefully. In her lifetime, she protected her daughter with all she had. She didn't regret it. But in the end, she had to go first.

"Ah Ning, I'm not afraid. My mother will look at you in the sky."

Shen Qing burst into tears. She wanted a mother. She didn't want her mother to die. She didn't want to be a child without a mother. If she had a mother, she would not suffer so much. She would not have been beaten to death because she had no mother to protect her. No one taught her how to live and how to live How to be a man.

So she went the wrong way, she hurt too many people, even she herself was killed.

She wants a mother. She wants a mother.

"Ah Ning, I'm not afraid," Lou Xuefei still said, "Dad will find us a Ning. My brother and sister also love ah Ning. Ah Ning should be good and listen to his father's words. Do you know?"

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