Chapter 12
Yun Jin gently pushed open the gate. The little girl who was lying down to learn to read heard the noise and looked over with joy.
"Mom!" Yunmian raised the book in her hand and shared happily: "I can read now, and I can recognize several words~"
She ran to her mother with the book in her arms, turned the pages, pointed to the words one by one and read them to her mother.
Yun Jin listened patiently, her eyes following the little girl's delicate fingertips as they moved across the pages of the book.
After she finished reading happily, Yun Jin ruffled her daughter's hair, took the book from her hand, and then took the little one to sit down at the low table.
Yun Jin raised her hand to carefully pick off the tiny pieces of dead leaves on her daughter's head, and then helped her tuck the fallen hair behind her ears.
The woman's hands were already covered with thick calluses, but even with such a rough pair of hands, she moved very gently when doing these things, as if she was afraid that using too much force would hurt the child's delicate skin.
After doing all this, Yun Jin looked at her daughter in her arms and asked her calmly, "Mian Mian, tell me, who taught you to read?"
The system, which was watching from the sidelines, was shocked when it heard this. It suddenly flew up and said urgently: "Mianmian, you can't tell your mother about the existence of the system, otherwise we will be excluded from this world!"
Yunmian was also stunned by her mother's sudden question. She stared blankly into her mother's eyes, which were calm but seemed to see through everything. In her nervousness, she subconsciously reached out and grabbed her mother's sleeve tightly.
"Mianmian, tell mom, who was teaching you to read just now?" Yun Jin glanced at her daughter's subconscious movements and her little hands that were obviously clenched tightly in nervousness, slowed down her voice and asked the question again.
In fact, she had always felt that something was wrong with her daughter these past few days, but this abnormality did not come from Yunmian herself. Unlike Zhao Xiaoli, who had an unignorable sense of disharmony, she did not have that sense of disharmony that could not be ignored.
But she always noticed that her daughter's gaze would often fall accurately on a certain spot in the air.
Yun Jin observed carefully for two days and found that her daughter's eyes most often fell on her right shoulder, the small table in the room, and the wall in the yard.
Not only that, she would always suddenly turn her head in silence.
Although she didn't say anything, Yun Jin, watching from the side, always had the illusion that her daughter was listening and communicating with someone.
When her daughter brought back ginseng yesterday, Yun Jin suspected that Zhao Xiaoli was the source of this abnormality, but after seeing Zhao Xiaoli in the morning, Yun Jin ruled her out.
A mother always pays special attention to her children's every move. Yun Jin can be said to have completely tied her heart to her daughter. Therefore, she did not ignore any of Yun Mian's seemingly unintentional little movements and looks.
Facing her mother's inquiring gaze, Yunmian felt a little flustered. In addition, the system uncle kept warning her not to reveal its existence. Yunmian didn't know how to answer her mother in a hurry.
But Yunjin didn't need her daughter's answer at all.
Yunmian just subconsciously looked at the system uncle when she was asked a question, and Yunjin turned her head sharply, and her sharp eyes fell decisively on the system even through the air.
"Who are you?!" Yun Jin asked while still holding her daughter in her arms, with an absolute attitude of protection.
The system was extremely anxious. After being locked in by Yun Jin's gaze, it knew that the other party could not see it, but it was still panicking and emitting invisible light for fear of being expelled by the world consciousness. It was stuck for a long time before it said to its host: "Mian Mian, you, you tell your mother that I will not hurt you."
Yun Mian didn't care about it. In the chaos, she felt her mother's body trembling slightly. Regardless of her own nervousness, she reached out and hugged her mother tightly, patting her waist and back with her little hands to comfort her.
"Mom, don't be afraid..." Yunmian explained anxiously: "Uncle is not a bad guy. He brought Mianmian to find mom and taught her to recognize many words. He won't hurt us."
Yunmian spoke loudly, but found that she couldn't say the word "system". She could only anxiously dive into her mother's arms, hoping that her mother would stop worrying.
"Uncle?" Yun Jin's expression became even uglier. His eyes were still fixed on that spot of air. He said in a deep voice, "Mian Mian, tell mom, is it always there? Is it there even when you sleep?"
The system immediately understood the reasons for Yun Jin's fear and anger, and quickly said to Yun Mian: "No! Mian Mian, tell her that I didn't peek, I was outside the whole time!"
Yunmian told the system uncle what he said truthfully, then pressed her cheek against her mother's rising and falling waist and abdomen, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, mom. Uncle, it's not a human, it's a round ball, and it can fly very high."
It was difficult for Yun Jin to imagine what the thing looked like based on her daughter's description, but when she heard that it was not a human and there was no peeping, she felt much less fearful.
"Did it really not hurt you? Did it coax you into doing anything bad?" Yun Jin continued to ask carefully.
His attitude was completely different from when he faced Zhao Xiaoli's disobedience in the morning.
As for Zhao Xiaoli, she just made sure there was no danger and did not pursue the matter any further. But when the matter shifted to Yun Mian, she, as a mother, could no longer remain calm. After two or three days of worry, she now had to get to the bottom of it before she would give up.
With her mother holding her face with a little force, Yunmian looked into her mother's worried eyes and inexplicably felt like crying.
Enduring the soreness in her eyes, Yun Mian pursed her lips and shook her head obediently at her mother as the system uncle flew nervously.
"Don't be afraid, Mom~" Yunmian comforted her for the third time: "Uncle taught Mianmian to read and write, and asked me to study hard and become a very powerful person in the future. Mianmian will not be a bad kid hated by Mom."
Hearing this, Yun Jin held her daughter tightly in her arms, closed her eyes and exhaled deeply.
When she opened her eyes again, she looked at the air and said sternly: "I don't care who you are, if you dare to hurt my daughter, or trick her into doing something bad, I will never let you go even if I die!!"
The system was horrified by her resolute gaze. Even though it knew Yun Jin couldn't see or hear it, it still quickly replied: "No! I won't hurt the host! The system never lies, you, you don't have to be so fierce..."
Yunmian turned her head with difficulty in her mother's arms to look at the panicked System Uncle. When she looked up at her mother again, her eyes were filled with fragmented, sparkling light.
Mom is so awesome!
Even Uncle System is afraid of Mom!
My mother is truly the most awesome person in the world!
At the request of the system, the adoring child carefully relayed its promise to his mother.
Yun Jin listened to her daughter's crisp voice, and hugged her silently for a long time before slowly letting go.
"Mianmian, promise mom that you will only learn to read and write with this uncle. If he asks you to do something bad, don't listen and tell mom right away, okay?"
Under her mother's serious gaze, Yunmian nodded obediently: "I understand. Mianmian won't be a bad kid, and uncle won't be a bad uncle. We all listen to mom~"
Yun Jin forced a smile and touched her daughter's hair. She spread out the book on the table and said in a hoarse voice, "Mom didn't hear clearly what Mianmian was reading just now. Can you read it to me again?"
"Okay~ I will read everything I read to mom from now on!" Yunmian answered loudly, sat up straight again, pointed at the words in the book and read them one by one.
This matter seemed to have finally passed. When Yunmian read the text carefully and began to compare it word by word, when Yunjin carried the large basket of firewood into the courtyard and put it down, and sat aside to wash the mushrooms quietly, the system squatted on the wall of the Yun family courtyard and received the task detection feedback from the General Administration.
[After testing, the mission progress is true. Although the mission object is wrong, it belongs to the same soul, and the mission continues. Due to the situation that the world loophole has increased the difficulty of the mission, if this mission fails, the host's soul can be recovered and re-delivered. If the mission is completed, the host will be given a free opportunity to purchase primary props.]
[In addition, regarding the host's mission, the General Administration has calculated and analyzed that the focus of the mission may have changed accordingly on the host. That is, the past 3,747 hosts have focused on "villain" and "causing trouble to the protagonist", but the Yunmian host did not focus on this. Instead, he achieved the most important mission core of "tempering the protagonist's character."]
[In view of the special performance of this host, the General Administration will continue to pay attention to the progress of the next task.]
The system looked through the feedback issued by the General Administration and was silent for a long time after reading it.
It has accompanied more than three thousand hosts. In fact, it's not that they haven't found other ways, and it's not that no one has tried to get in touch with the protagonist by leaving the villain's identity. Some of them have continued to guide the protagonist directly from the psychological aspect, and some have even used extreme means to push the protagonist into the abyss from the very beginning.
But without exception, they all failed and died in the first novice world, causing the General Administration to send the host of the supporting task system to clean up the mess again and again.
Every time a host dies, the system will analyze their behavior and mission progress from beginning to end.
But after analyzing it more than three thousand times, the system still hasn't figured out the safest and most suitable way to complete the task.
There are more than three thousand hosts, each with a different gender, age, skin color, personality, way of death and even biological race.
They came from different worlds, but in the end they all failed in their first mission.
The system watched them go from being confident and making plans in the beginning to collapsing and crying in the end. It had seen it for more than three thousand times and it seemed that it had already become numb.
When the General Administration asked it to make an exception and bind Yunmian, it had no hope at all for Yunmian and even argued with the General Administration several times because Yunmian was too young.
But now, on the fourth day of arriving in the novice mission world, Yunmian has walked a path that no one has ever walked before.
Even though it was just starting out, the system seemed to be able to see the end of the road in the distance, and it was no longer the darkness of more than three thousand times.
It was faintly lit, faintly but bright and transparent enough.
Just before reaching the end of the road, the system itself ran into trouble just after it got started.
Yun Jin, who was originally an insignificant cannon fodder in this world, not only discovered some of the secrets of the protagonist Zhao Xiaoli, but also directly exposed its existence just now.
The shock of being watched by the world consciousness at that moment still remained in the system's data stream. It no longer ignored or looked down on Yun Jin, even though the other party looked so ordinary as to be not worth mentioning while sitting in the yard picking vegetables.
Because before she was a cannon fodder who died early in the protagonist's world, she was first Yun Mian's mother.
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