Becoming a Senior Sister Lingshan

Chapter 211 The Familiar Land
This is a criss-cross street. The most conspicuous thing around is a bridge hole, and there is a surging water under the hole. It is morning, and some women have already started their day's housework. None.

Compared with when I first entered Nanguan, it seems that this place is not very prosperous. There are a lot fewer people traveling along the way, and most of them are ordinary people in miscellaneous clothes and gowns.

It has the simplicity of Liu Fufeng's hometown.

It seems that even this Nanguan Outer City is not as prosperous as all the places.

With the bamboo in her hand dancing, Lu Ling walked in front of Liu Fufeng.

After walking for a while, Liu Fufeng also found something was wrong.

At the beginning, Ah Ling was still "shopping" with her, looking left and right from time to time, searching for delicious food along the way, but from now on, Lu Ling walked all the way, turned around a few small alleys, and then stopped walking. Slowed down, looking at the women under the bridge hole in a daze.

The inexplicable look in Lu Ling's eyes, she couldn't understand.

"A Ling?" Liu Fufeng held Lu Ling's hand. From just now, her A Ling mood was a little strange.

Now it is the period of identity disguise, so Liu Fufeng can directly call Lu Ling "A Ling". Although she has always called it that way in her heart, it is the first time that she said so today.

"what happened to you?"

Sensing Liu Fufeng's concern, Lu Ling unconsciously clenched the bamboo stick in her hand, and said, "It's nothing, I just feel... a bit strange."

Lu Ling clutched her chest and looked at the woman under the bridge hole.

"What?" Liu Fufeng followed Lu Ling's line of sight and found a group of ordinary women washing clothes by the river, nothing special.

"..." Lu Ling was just in a daze and didn't respond.

She recalled many things, bad things, worse things, bad people, worse people...

Pain, numbness, all kinds of gray emotions.

She can't remember exactly when it happened, but Lu Ling can be sure that these things are all her memories, not some so-called fabricated past that was imposed on her.

Of course, Lu Ling didn't want this kind of thing very much, but it was hers, and it was hers after all. Even if her memory was sealed at that time, she, Lu Ling, was still Lu Ling.

The middle-aged woman by the river not far away... probably is one of the few bright spots in her memory.

A few months ago, when she was hungry and weak, this person handed her a fruit and said some words.

At that time, Lu Ling didn't quite understand, but she remembered clearly the woman's gentle appearance.

Should be a nice guy...

"Go and have a look?" Although he didn't understand, Liu Fufeng could see the cowardice in Lu Ling's eyes. Lu Ling wanted to go forward, but didn't dare to hide it.

"Okay." Lu Ling nodded.

……

When Liu Fufeng was looking at the women under the bridge hole, the latter was also looking at them. After all, this is a "slum" at the southern gate of Luoyan City. There are not many wealthy families, and it is rare to see women dressed like Liu Fufeng and Lu Ling. child.

These women have to face a day's housework when they get up every day, and they develop a nagging temperament under the busy schedule.

Their eyes are full of curiosity.

"Which family's Miss Qianjin is that?" The woman rubbed her clothes, glanced at Liu Fufeng and said.

"I don't know." Another woman answered, "I guess they are sisters who came out to play in the inner city..."

"What fun do we have here?"

"Who knows, maybe the lady of a rich family just likes this accent..."

"By the way, that older sister is so beautiful... I don't know if my son has a chance."

"Just dreaming in broad daylight?" Another woman pouted, and then said, "Your son is not as good as mine."

"Forget it you."

A group of women chattered about Liu Fufeng.

"Oh, here they come."

Seeing Liu Fufeng leading Lu Ling walking this way, several women closed their mouths and lowered their heads to start washing clothes.

Liu Fufeng swept past this group of "rural women", walked aside, and called out to the middle-aged woman who had lowered her head and concentrated on washing clothes from the beginning.

"aunt."

Hearing this, the latter looked up.

What Liu Fufeng saw was a very ordinary face, about 40 years old, wearing a loose coat with long sleeves, a long skirt, high-headed silk sandals, and bare arms.

Just an ordinary woman really.

"My dear, what's the matter?" Putting down the clothes in her hands, the woman clapped her hands and stood up, looking at Liu Fufeng and said.

The woman has an amiable voice, gray temples, and fine lines around her eyes. If there is anything different, it is probably her eyes with a little tenderness.

"I can't afford to be a daughter." Liu Fufeng nodded, then glanced at his hand, and was immediately taken aback.

"A Ling... A Ling?"

Lu Ling who had been by her side since just now disappeared, and after searching for a while, Liu Fufeng saw a green bamboo stick and Lu Ling's hand behind the bridge stone.

she hid?
"Ma'am, please wait a moment." Liu Fufeng smiled apologetically.

"It's okay." The woman wiped her hands and stood quietly by the river.

Watching Liu Fufeng turn and leave, the women beside her were all in disbelief, and asked her: "Do you know this daughter?"

"I don't know." The woman shook her head, she was very surprised why so many people Liu Fufeng came to her.

……

After a while, Liu Fufeng dragged Lu Ling to the bridge hole. Although she still didn't know what Lu Ling was thinking, she had her own guess in her heart.

"I kept you waiting for a long time." Walking over again, Liu Fufeng said politely.

"Nothing." The woman shook her head, then looked behind Liu Fufeng, where a girl in red was hiding.

At this time Lu Ling was hiding behind Liu Fufeng, secretly looking at the woman in front of her.

"This is?" The woman was taken aback when she saw Lu Ling, and then there was a little doubt in the corner of her eyes.

"My sister." Liu Fufeng said, and then she saw the woman's puzzled look, and asked, "Ma'am, have you seen my sister?"

The woman looked at Lu Ling carefully, then shook her head: "I haven't seen it before."

Maybe there was a little illusion when we first met, the woman felt that Lu Ling looked a lot like a beggar she had seen before... At that time, she would give her some fruit to satisfy her hunger... But she hasn't seen her for several months.

Maybe he has already left Luoyan City... In fact, it is more likely that he has died, but women don't want to think so.

And the little daughter in front of her is obviously not a beggar. Lu Ling is dressed in a playful red dress, and the silk brocade is either rich or expensive. Qian Jin's eyes are soft and moist.

Impossible to be alone.

The most important thing is that the beggar in the woman's impression is a cripple... Although Lu Ling is holding a bamboo in her hand, her walking posture is steady, and the bamboo stick is crystal clear, so it should be the little daughter's toy.

So she didn't continue to think about it, it was very impolite to compare a daughter from the inner city whom she had just met with a beggar.

(End of this chapter)