Airborne in the daughter country, the baby will be born at the beginning

Chapter 45 Rain [Drenching]

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The gentle water splash jumps in the air, and splashes to the white stone steps, revealing a gloomy darkness.

Sitting on the only wooden chair in the wooden house, Wang Xuan looked up at the mellow girl in front of him. Outside the door, she was caressing her temples, holding a flower umbrella in her left hand, tilting her head towards the air Shake it up.

Immediately, the whirlwind blew, and the coolness poured through his body, and the stream flowed through the internal organs like a clear and refreshing stream, and the chill disappeared.

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I don't know when it will be such a beautiful scene, the thunderous snowstorm scene can't match the graceful figure and gentle smile of the girl in front of him, he stands up and walks out the door and slowly approaches [Xiao Li] for a second The expression that was still full of astonishment has calmed down a lot.

"I don't know what you do, sister?"

Holding the [umbrella handle], Xiaoli looked carefully at the delicate patterns on the [umbrella leaf] and whispered softly, the hundred kinds of oirans seem to be more than the rain falling from the sky, and there is an elegant fragrance from them, and the flowers are blooming. It was the first time in her life that she saw it on an oiled paper umbrella.

Although she tried to free her left hand to suppress the silent exclamation in her mouth, Wang Xuan still caught the gap and easily noticed that it came from her strange liking.

She glanced at Wang Xuan calmly and naturally, and the flesh on the side of her face turned rosy involuntarily.

"Cough cough..."

The atmosphere was exaggerated with a strange taste, [Xiao Li] took a step back, feeling extremely tired and sore, and then kept shaking the oil-paper umbrella with his white wrist, as if wanting the raindrops attached to it to fall quickly.

"It's a businessman..."

Wang Xuan murmured softly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he subconsciously turned his gaze from [Xiao Li]'s cheek to the dark rain in the sky.

"merchant?"

"A merchant [selling silk]?"

Xiao Li slowed down and questioned with a smile on her face, pulling the umbrella leaf in her palm and expressing interesting doubts.

"This…"

Wang Xuan hesitated for a while, and then faced her quickly and sharply answered "Yes..."

It seemed that "yes" would make people feel blunt and far-fetched, so he thought twice and added an extra sentence later.

"That's right, running around just to subsidize my livelihood..."

Xiaoli nodded after listening to the silence for a long time, looked at the remaining moisture on the [oil-paper umbrella], the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she took a deep breath.

Hot air drifted out from the center of the small mouth, she didn't notice, Wang Xuan looked down stupidly, and then Xiaoli continued to ask with an absent-minded expression.

"I don't know how old my sister is this year?"

"It's 28..."

Wang Xuan replied without hesitation with his wet body trembling all over, and then flicked the long black hair on the back with his hands and looked at her sincerely.

[tick...]
[tick...]
Hearing the sound of rain leaking from the eaves, the girl turned her head innocently and glanced at Wang Xuan's back, while he raised his head to the height of the roof and looked around worriedly.

"It's the rain on the hair that fell to the ground..."

Wang Xuan turned around slowly to realize it, so he blushed in embarrassment and looked at the girl's snicker.

"It's okay, I'll take care of it later..."

The girl said sweetly and comfortingly, while Xiaoli said, she stretched out her small hands and twisted the embroidered handkerchief, and was carefully wiping away the hard-to-see stains on the [oil-paper umbrella], her gentle expression was not like a mischievous and ignorant girl, but a refined and mature woman …

Hearing this, Wang Xuan was surprised and relieved, but [the path of growth can never be covered up].

In the girl's heart is the greenness of the stamen, and the light pink makes her more attractive. The tight-legged trousers are wrapped in the snow-white stockings in the robe to reveal a touch of seductive sexiness. It is really rare to be slender and pretty.

Holding his long hair, Wang Xuan found a towel, smoothed the slightly exaggerated water stains on the ends of his hair, and the guilt on his face gradually calmed down over time.

Looking at it from a distance, there are always a few bright and flickering spots on Wang Xuan's body.

"It should be the decorations on the clothes, but is it [copper] or [gold]?"

The shining orange color didn't make Xiaoli immediately imagine that Wang Xuan was a "luxurious rich man", but on the contrary, the cool wind blowing in front of him was mixed with a tangy fragrance.

"It's the absolute best rouge..."

Xiaoli's thumb got stuck on the embroidered handkerchief on the [oil-paper umbrella], her thumb turned white, and her eyes paled like a special mist. Memories suddenly flooded her mind. baptism.

[Clattering...]
When I left my hometown, the crumbling sky in my hometown seemed to be so majestic with heavy rain.

Leaving alone, no one in the village tried to keep her from leaving, not even relatives.

"She's a broom star..."

"She's the seed of a wild ghost..."

"She is something that corrupts morals and brings bad luck to the whole village..."

"Let her go!"

"Yes! Tell her to get out of our village!"

The girl who was punished by everyone and scolded by everyone was just 14 years old at that time, and she was the first to encounter rejection and alienation from the whole village before she had tasted the beautiful childhood that a child should have.

Her name is [Feng Dan], and she is a girl who is destined to be rejected by others since she was born.

At the beginning, she was abandoned by her parents as an abandoned baby, and was thrown in the middle of the road and was almost crushed to pieces by the axle wheels of the carriage. Fortunately, she met [Mother Liu] and adopted her.

Because she was born with a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, so I called her [Feng Dan].

In the first year when she came to Mama Liu's house, she and Mama Liu's newborn [brother] slowly survived on the meager [milk milk].

At that time, the villagers pointed their noses at her and scolded her [stupid], because Mother Liu was a helpless widow who had just lost her husband, and the capital with extremely poor living conditions was walking on eggshells.

It's a pity that Liu's mother ignored other people's sarcasm, and only regarded Feng Dan as the orb bestowed on her by heaven.

In the second year, Mama Liu, who was in normal condition, had a strong physique, carrying her and her brother on her back, and controlling the only property of the family under her buttocks - [a cow] only cared about plowing the land for food, and lived a happy life. smelly.

But the good times didn’t last long until the famine came in the fourth year. Mother Liu had no choice but to cultivate the land hungry. The wheat in the field was not enough, so she had to ask the local big landlord to borrow high-priced grain. Fortunately, she borrowed it, but every now and then. Gradually, the family's [big and precious strong cow] turned into [two petite tender pigs]...

At this time, Feng Dan and his younger brother were not articulate enough to swear fluently, but most of them could be understood when they babbled.

"Lord Cai is really not a joke..."

When Fengdan was four years old, she used dirty words when she opened her mouth, which frightened passers-by and avoided her, but Mama Liu was happy from the bottom of her heart, knowing that her heart was not bad.

By the time the fifth to sixth year had passed, the task of cultivating the land became more and more heavy without the reclamation of the old cows. Liu's mother could barely support the whole family through half a year's work.

It's just that the backlog of symptoms from overwork has taken root and is ready to develop. In the cold winter months, Mama Liu often groans in pain unconsciously when she lies flat on the bedside at night.

In the cold night, my younger brother was sleeping peacefully between her and Mother Liu, but because the quilt was too small, Mother Liu hardly needed to cover it up.

For this reason, Feng Dan had no choice but to pretend to be asleep, and then stayed up all night every other day to cover Liu's mother with a thin deep quilt silently. She could only curl up and endure the cold wind alone under the messy and drafty eaves.

During that time, she was greatly tempered, and she deeply realized that she was no longer childish, but should grow up...

At the age of eight, she sneaked into a neighbor's house with great interest to admire her own torso in the mirror. At that time, her physique was quite healthy.

Facing the mirror, she clenched her fists and rushed towards herself as if she could gain a new kind of strength. The toughness of her bones was also many times that of her peers. Her extremely mature body once again gave her the belief that she would not admit defeat, but unfortunately Then she was caught by neighbors and scolded her for being a [spoiled bastard]...

When she was ten years old, she was praised by the whole village for her reputation of being able to do things well. Half of Mama Liu's daily work was carried on her shoulders by this petite body, and she waved and let go of the [wooden lei]. ] Like an incomparable and exquisite perpetual motion machine.

"Fengdan stop doing it, let mom come..."

"Feng Dan, don't try too hard, I'm exhausted..."

"Feng Dan needs to rest now, and work cannot be done in a day..."

Whenever Liu's mother's love greets her unexpectedly, this makes [Feng Dan] want to work hard to repay and hold on to the only mother's love and family affection at present.

"My younger brother needs food for school, I have already prepared it..."

This is the most courageous sentence Feng Dan has said in the ten years since she came to [adoptive mother]'s home. It is not that she has never thought of going to school with her younger brother to taste poetry and poetry, but the pressure of life forces her to watch her mother alone. to bear.

"Where does a girl need any knowledge in her family? I just need to be able to sew and mend clothes, and cook warm porridge..."

Feng Dan grinned dryly, the ten-year-old [Wai Fu Nianhua] quietly passed away while waving goodbye to his younger brother...

(End of this chapter)