Tell the lord, the princess has climbed the wall

Chapter 439 The child also has a red birthmark
"By the way, these two children look exactly the same, how did you tell the size?" Seeing that the steady woman was getting more and more confused, Yang Liu hurriedly interrupted her, and changed the subject,
"From now on, if even my mother can't tell who is the boss and who is the second child, if it spreads, people will laugh out loud."

"How else can I tell them apart? These two ladies look exactly the same, and even their weights are almost the same. They are carved out of the same mold. Who can tell the big one from the small one?
, when I took over just now, I casually put on a small red hat for the first one, and a small pink hat for the second one, so I separated them temporarily. It is estimated that when the two children change hats later, I Can't tell the difference. "

When this matter was brought up, the Wen woman also had a look of grievance. She had delivered quite a few twins, but this was the first time she had seen them in such a way.

Because twins born in the past were either about the same size but not very similar in face; or they had similar faces but different sizes,

It's not like these two children, everything is exactly the same.

"This is not very good. What's the matter if the boss doesn't know the difference between the old and the second, then we have to mess it up." After thinking for a while, Zuo Mu suggested sincerely, "By the way, when you were dressing the child just now, But if you see children with birthmarks or something, it’s good to remember the birthmarks, and you won’t be wrong about this.”

"Oh, please don't mention the birthmark.

The two children do have birthmarks, but who would have thought that not only do their two birthmarks look exactly the same, but they are also located on the same arm and in the same place. "

It's okay not to mention the birthmark, but when the birthmark was mentioned, this lady Wen opened up the chatterbox completely, and immediately frowned and preached,

"Don't tell me, it's the first time my old lady has seen this kind of birthmark in her old age. It's red, like a special kind of branding.

Just now I deliberately compared and studied for a long time, and the two small red birthmarks are not bad at all, they are a little smaller, and if you look closely, they still look a bit like a little red butterfly..."

"What? A red butterfly birthmark?" Hearing that the two little guys also had birthmarks, Zuo Mu quickly interrupted Wen Po, and asked in disbelief, "Then their birthmarks are on their left arms?"

"Left arm? Let me think about it..." Wen Po was stunned by Zuo Mu's sudden question. After hugging the child and gesticulating for a long time, she finally said with certainty, "Yes, yes, it is indeed on the left arm. The arms are red, and if you look closely, it looks like a butterfly that just closed its wings and stopped there."

"How is this possible?" As soon as Wen Po finished speaking, Zuo Mu blurted out in disbelief.

"What's so strange about this?" Yang Liu instructed Wen Po to place the children one on each side of her, and said with a proud face, "My mother already has such a birthmark on her left arm. The children are like me. Yes, and of course it’s a perfectly normal thing.”

Hearing Yang Liu's words, Zuo Mu was completely dumbfounded, and stared at Yang Liu in a daze.

After a while Fang found his voice, and asked in a trembling voice, "Yang...Yang Liu, are you sure you mean that you also have a red butterfly birthmark on your left arm?"

"That's right, it's on the left arm, you can see for yourself." Because the operation was just finished and the clothes were not particularly neatly dressed, Yang Liu deliberately stretched out his left arm to let Zuo Mu check it out by himself.

After finishing all this, I still didn't forget to laugh at Zuo Mu, "You are the same, haven't you seen a lot of big things in the world? It's just a red birthmark, see what made you fuss?

Zuo Mu was completely confused, she sat there numbly by herself.

She didn't even know when the child was taken away by Mrs. Wen.

Yes, Yangliu not only has a birthmark, but the shape of the birthmark is almost exactly the same as her own.
The only thing that is slightly different is the butterfly shape on Zuo Mu's arm, the wings are slightly spread, and it looks like it is about to fly away; while the wings of Yangliu have just closed together, it looks like it just fell down The look of a butterfly...

Zuo Mu always felt that something was wrong. Looking at Yang Liu's birthmark, he suddenly thought of those portraits in Mu Chen's study, and suddenly had a particularly bizarre idea, which suddenly popped up...

"What's the matter with you? Are you really tired? Why don't you go to the next door and rest for a while?" Seeing Zuo Mu sitting there numb, without any movement for a long time, Yang Liu persuaded with concern.

But Zuo Mu didn't move. After a while, he suddenly turned his gaze to Yang Liu, and said in a trembling voice, "Yang Liu, have you seen your parents?"

"How come I suddenly asked this." Yang Liu was taken aback, then chuckled, and simply said frankly, "However, after going through the ghost gate just now, I have seen it all, in fact, it doesn't hurt to tell you my life experience.

My parents have seen it, but unfortunately, to be precise, they are not my biological parents, but can only be regarded as my adoptive parents.

But what is certain is that they loved me very much,
Although we were very poor at that time, there were only a few thatched huts in the mountains, a small fenced yard, and we depended on our father to hunt every day, but we lived happily.

Thinking about it now, in fact, those years in the mountains were the happiest time I have lived in this world for nearly 20 years. "

"In the mountains?" Zuo Mu was taken aback for a moment, always feeling that some information seemed to match again,

"Since they love you very much, how do you know that they are not your biological parents?" Zuo Mu thought for a while, then continued to ask.

"I didn't know it at first, but when I was six or seven years old, my father went hunting one winter day and never came back.

I remember that there was a lot of snow at that time, and there was thick and thick ice everywhere. We were not short of food at that time, and my father could have skipped it.
But he heard from others that someone had just met Robe in that forest, so he just wanted to finish this time and go to the small town to help me replace a new year's clothes and accessories, so he ignored everyone's obstruction and insisted on taking risks. Into the second mountain.

A few days later, when the other hunters helped my mother and I find my father in the snow, his body was already stiff, moving like a block of ice, but the surroundings were covered with the footprints of the robe.

My mother and I couldn't accept the news of my father's death at all, wept loudly, held him in our arms,
But no matter how warm we are, we can't warm his cold body anymore.

The father left like this, and the burden of the family soon fell on the mother alone.

She also wanted to hunt and feed me like my father did. Poorly, she has no skills, but she often returns empty-handed in disappointment.

In addition, after her father left, she cried bitterly every night, and finally became ill with love, and soon left me.

I remember very clearly the scene on the day my mother left. I hugged her and cried loudly, begging her not to leave me and leave me here alone.

(End of this chapter)