Old Mrs. Wen looked at her son, said nothing, nodded, then slowly turned and left.
When she reached the door, she turned around and said, "San'er! I had a dream. I dreamed of Aunt Yao. She said that you are not only my son, but also her son.
The soul of the child that my mother killed when she lost her mind has never left me. On the day you were born, he merged with another soul and entered your body.
Whether you believe it or not, what I said is the truth. Aunt Yao is gone, and I will accompany you from now on."
After saying this, Old Mrs. Wen smiled and turned away.
This matter cannot be rushed, we need to take it slowly, San'er is not a cruel person, after a long time, he will definitely forgive her one day. She treated her son badly, so he is justified in having a temper.
Wen Jiangli stood there in a daze for a long time, and didn't even notice Jinglan's hand shaking in front of him.
“Brother! Brother! Brother!”
"Hmm!" Wen Jiangli came back to his senses and looked at his sister, "What's wrong?"
"I think what she said is true. Your soul does have another aura, but why can you merge? Could it be that your soul was originally incomplete? Do you want me to use the sound transmission talisman to ask my parents?"
Wen Jiangli held her back and said, "Don't ask."
Jinglan had awakened his memories of his past life, but they were incomplete and fragmentary. In his memories, he was indeed born in Kunlun Mountain, had a sister, and many brothers, but he didn't remember anything else.
"Brother! You have to practice hard and find a way to come back to us." Jinglan only knew about practice and knew nothing else.
Patting my sister's head again, just like I did when she was a child.
"You should go back to practice. Didn't you say that the Imperial Master's home is very suitable for you to practice? He even let you advance. If you don't go back, the Imperial Master will be angry."
"No, the Imperial Master is so nice. Brother! I don't want to go back to Kunlun Mountain. I want to stay here with you and we can practice together. I will go back to the Imperial Master occasionally. She saved me and is my savior. She also helped me find you. I am very grateful to her."
Wen Jiangli would not refuse his sister's request. He looked at her lovingly and said, "It's up to you. As long as you are happy."
The Imperial Master, who had been chatting with the brother and sister, was now troubled.
Chu Xiaoxiao felt very disappointed that Jinshu refused to go home with her, thinking that Jinshu was heartless and ungrateful and didn't want her anymore now that she had a brother.
Even cultivation was given up.
Milk ball is not happy.
Very unhappy.
He sat there with his hands on his chin, looking sad and sighing.
When Yang came back from work, she was amused to see her daughter like this. She squatted down and asked, "Xiaoxiao! What's wrong? Who offended you?"
The little boy was slightly startled, put down his hands, hugged his arms, rested his chin on his knees, and sighed like a little adult: "Oh! Worry!"
"Worried?" Yang was puzzled. "What are you worried about? Are you tired of the snacks mom made? Are you worried that you can't eat fresh snacks?"
"No." Milk ball shook his head listlessly.
"What are you worried about?" Yang picked her up and said, "Go back to the room and talk to mother. The floor is dirty."
[What are you talking about? The Golden Rat has gone and never returned. I am worried that she will get into trouble. The old man is unreasonable. He left me behind and left everything to me.
I am a two-year-old kid, working hard and taking care of everything. How can I survive and grow up? If I die of exhaustion, what will happen to my family? Is there any way to prevent the old man from catching me? I am worried about this. 】
Yang: “…”
It's really worrying. No one can stop what God wants to do, and nothing can stop it. My girl, let's stop worrying. It's useless.
The little boy rested his chin limply on Yang's shoulder, looking lifeless and with a droopy face, completely different from his usual innocent, lively and playful self.
His big, bright eyeballs were dull and his little face was expressionless, as if he had no interest in anything.
Black Charcoal Head stayed by her side the whole time, not knowing how to comfort his master.
The golden mouse was silly, nothing should happen to it, what was the owner worried about? As for the old man's matter, he didn't dare to speak lightly, for fear of being struck by lightning.
"Mom will take you to the kitchen to see what delicious food we have today." Yang knew very well that no matter how big the matter was, her daughter would be able to put it aside as long as she heard that there was food to eat.
"Yes! Yes! Let's eat it. In an iron pot, stew the goose."
The big white goose, which had just come in leisurely and staggering from outside, was frightened when it heard its owner's words, and flapped its wings and flew into the sky.
Oh my god! It'd better run away soon! The owner wants to eat it again.
It flew up into the air and turned around, but it felt something was wrong. Didn't the owner say that he would not eat it as long as it learned to fly? Why was it running?
Then another one fell from the sky and landed on the lake of Qin Wang’s Mansion.
On the shore, some people were catching geese and discussing while catching them.
"Is it the fat one in my hand or the fat one you grabbed? Our princess wants to eat geese, but she has to choose the fat ones and not the lean ones."
"I think the fat in my hand is still tender. It has only grown for more than a year. It will definitely taste delicious when stewed."
"Then use the one you have. The one I caught is thinner and older. I've kept it for two or three years. The one you have was born last year and is more tender."
The big white goose stretched its neck to look over here. It turned out that the owner didn't want to eat it, but its offspring. It didn't matter, as long as he didn't eat it.
Thanks to the owner for giving it the opportunity and training it to fly into the sky. From now on, it will be the ancestor of the goose.
Knowing that it would not be eaten, the big white goose was very happy. It took off over the lake, danced, and looked at its own reflection. The more it looked, the more satisfied it felt.
In order to see the most perfect self, its neck rises longer and longer.
Naituanzi was in no mood to care about these things. All her attention was on the iron pot. She wanted to eat the goose.
It took two hours to slaughter a goose, stew it in the pot, and then take it out of the pot. Yang asked someone to clean it up and stew it for a longer time, fearing that her parents-in-law and children would not be able to chew it because of their weak teeth.
There wasn't much left after stewing the whole goose. The milk balls took up two goose legs. The old lady and the old duke filled a large bowl and sent it over.
The rest was eaten by the family. Chu Zhinan's heart melted when he saw his daughter eating with gusto, oil dripping from her mouth, and taking big bites of the food.
"Xiaoxiao! Are goose legs delicious?"
The milk ball nodded vigorously, chewing the meat in his mouth and uttered three words: "Good seven, fragrant!"
"Hahaha! Yes, goose meat is especially delicious." Chu Zhinan took the towel beside him and wiped his daughter's mouth. "If you want to eat it next time, tell your mother. Otherwise, tell your father and he will send someone to catch some by the lake."
Yang smiled and said, "We're going to eat a few of those geese. They reproduce very quickly. There were only a few before, but now there's a large flock."
Chu Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Seven, seven, seven lights, extinguished."
The four brothers burst into laughter when they heard this. Their sister was so cute. She actually wanted to kill all the geese. I wonder if the flying white goose would be sad after hearing this, because those were all her descendants!
The big white goose looked disdainful: "......"
No, they are not my descendants. I can fly, but they can't. I can fly to the sky, I am a swan.
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