Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 666 Just like I like you, there is no reason

Taoist gate.

Bai Ming was waiting there, wearing a star-studded attire, and her elegant outfit outlined her tall and slender figure. Under the starlight, she looked even more graceful.

A ball of white jumped onto her shoulder, and she knew who was approaching behind her without turning her head.

"Where have you gone? What took you so long?" Looking back, he saw the white figure coming over the moon. The moonlight seemed to flow slowly on his spotless white clothes.

Feng Qingchen came over with his hands behind his back, a smile on his lips: "Go to the real person to help tell your fortune, and ask her to tell us whether our horoscopes match."

Bai Ming glared at him slightly, and his tone of voice changed a little: "Nonsense, my master never looks at marriage for others."

Like anger.

Feng Qingchen laughed softly: "I know she won't judge someone's marriage, but we are not ordinary people. One is her beloved disciple, and the other is her beloved disciple's future husband. She has to help with this."

Bai Ming smiled helplessly: "So? What did Master say?"

Feng Qingchen walked up to her and turned his face slightly in her direction. His voice was so soft that it seemed like water could come out of his mouth: "The real person said that in the future we will be full of children and grandchildren."

This time, he was not glib, but seemed to be making a promise to Bai Mingwei.

A very solemn oath, as serious as a gambling oath.

Bai Mingwei did not avoid it, but responded seriously: "If that's the case, that's great."

After saying that, she patted the little white ferret on her shoulder and walked quickly down the stairs.

Feng Qingchen followed her and asked, "So you agreed to marry me, right?"

"wrong."

What was waiting for him was Bai Mingwei's decisive answer.

Feng Qingchen smiled and said: "It won't happen now, but that doesn't mean it won't happen in the future; it won't happen this year, but maybe it will happen next year. Little girl, you can't escape."

Bai Mingwei ignored him and took bigger steps.

But the face facing away from him had the corners of its lips raised.

Chengtian Temple is built on a high mountain, and you need to go down a long stone staircase to go down the mountain.

On both sides of the stone steps, there are two symmetrical lights at regular intervals.

Looking from a distance, there is light all the way from the foot of the mountain to the mountain, complementing the brightly lit main hall of Chengtian Temple on the top of the mountain.

In this year of war and chaos, this road is like a ladder leading to peace and tranquility.

The faint light shone lightly, and two figures fell to the ground one behind the other.

The mountain breeze blowing by, the nightingale singing from time to time, and the unhurried footsteps are the most beautiful melody of the night.

"Little girl."

After walking for some distance, Feng Qingchen suddenly called her.

"what?"

Bai Ming turned around slightly and looked at the man behind him.

Feng Qingchen asked: "But we're at that pear orchard?"

Bai Mingwei said: "Yes, we have arrived at the pear orchard, but there are no pear blossoms here. The trees are full of large leaves and immature green fruits."

Feng Qingchen asked again: "Why do you like pear blossoms?"

Bai Mingwei replied: "Because pear flowers are beautiful and fragrant."

Feng Qingchen asked again: "Begonia is beautiful and fragrant. Why don't you like Begonia?"

Bai Ming responded to him slightly: "No reason, I just like pear blossoms."

Feng Qingchen smiled and said: "Just like I like you, there is no reason."

Mushy.

Bai Ming shook his head slightly and sighed, holding the little white ferret in his hands and left.

The little white ferret poked out from her shoulder and gave his master a look of contempt.

Feng Qingchen turned back to face the pear orchard for a moment, and then quickly followed Bai Mingwei. …

White House.

After Mrs. Shen finally finished taking care of the whole family, she had time to see her long-separated son alone.

The little child stood under the lamp, looking at his mother for a moment.

I'm afraid that if I look wrong, my mother will disappear.

"Preach justice, my son."

Shen met those bright eyes and couldn't help it anymore, calling dumbly.

"Mother!"

A soft voice called out crisply.

It seems like a few months ago, the child in my arms is back.

As the words fell, Xiao Chuanyi put away all the calmness and calmness that were not expected at his age, suddenly threw himself into Shen's arms, and hugged Shen tightly.

He said with a hoarse voice, choked with sobs, and sobs: "Mother, Chuanyi misses you so much."

Mrs. Shen knelt down and held her son in her arms.

My son, who has become much taller, is still so cherished.

Touching the bones on his back, Shen felt distressed again: "My son has lost weight."

Xiao Chuanyi held a strand of Shen's hair with his small hand and said, "Mother's hair used to be fragrant, smooth, black and shiny, but now it is mixed with so many silver strands."

"My mother must have worked too hard, which is why she is suffering from all the vicissitudes of life and haggard. It is because her son is unfilial and did not take good care of her mother."

Shen shook his head: "Silly boy, as long as you are safe, that's enough."

Little Chuanyi's mouth flattened: "Mother, are you happy that Chuanyi has returned safely?"

Mrs. Shen nodded quickly: "Happy, very happy."

The mother and son hugged each other and cried, and the joy of reunion was evident in every action and word.

At this moment, Mrs. Shen was not the invulnerable eldest lady who kept the Bai Mansion in check, and little Chuanyi was not the child who was so mature that it was heartbreaking.

They are just a mother who loves her son, and a child who is deeply loved.

Finally, Xiao Chuanyi held up Shen's face with his small hands, and gently wiped away his mother's tears with his two thumbs.

He said, "In the past, my mother would tell Chuanyi stories. Tonight, Chuanyi will tell her stories and coax her to sleep, okay?"

Shen responded with tears in her eyes: "Okay."

Little Chuanyi hugged Shen's neck and patted Shen's back gently: "Chuanyi promised his father that when he is away, he will let Chuanyi take good care of his mother on his behalf."

Mrs. Shen kept nodding his head, choked with sobs that he couldn't say a word.

Little Chuanyi's voice continued to sound crisp: "Chuanyi's shoulders may not be as broad as my father's, but my mother can rely on her with confidence."

"Chuanyi is not as tall as his father, but Chuanyi will protect his mother like him; Chuanyi will still need many years to grow into a man like his father, but Chuanyi will stand up to the heaven and earth."

"Chuanyi can be mother's support. Chuanyi promised his father, Chuanyi promised him..." At this point, little Chuanyi choked up and couldn't make a sound.

No matter how talented he is, he is just a child in front of his mother.

He is just a child who has accepted the fact that he no longer has a father, and wants to take good care of his mother in his father's place, but he is still greedy for his mother's warm embrace.

Finally, Mrs. Shen slowly let go of Xiao Chuanyi, looked at the pair of red eyes, and said softly:

"Isn't Chuanyi telling stories to put mother to sleep? Then tell me, what has Chuanyi seen and heard in the past few months?"

"Tell my mother how I feel when the wind and sand from northern Xinjiang brush against my face; tell me about the heroic figure of Dongling Erlang."

"Tell Mom, tell me how your little feet, which are afraid of the cold, keep out the cold in a weather where dripping water turns to ice. Tell Mom, too, how my son's little hands take care of himself..."

Little Chuanyi took Shen's hand and pulled her to the bedside to sit down: "The story of Chuanyi is very long, and I have to tell it to my mother many times."

Shen's cheeks were full of smile: "My son, don't worry, just tell the story slowly."

(End of this chapter)