Rebirth: Cultivation of Immortals in the city
Chapter 2 Mother
Chapter 2 Mother
Long Su'er looked at the blood jade hairpin lovingly, with several delicate jade flowers inlaid on the side, including purple roses, blue impatiens and white lotus, each flower seemed to be a long memory, Long Su'er smiled dumbly, Think of something general.
"Su'er, wake up." The door was pushed open, and the filthy woman smiled. She wiped the sweat off her face without being too dirty, and said, "Are you hungry? I'll make some for you." Let's eat."
This woman's name is Feng Jing, who is the mother of this body. She is a standard older woman and also a single mother. Pleasant vocabulary, divorce is not popular in rural areas, so village girls and farmers always cast prejudice and contempt at her.
"Okay, Comrade Feng Jing." Long Su'er replied somewhat strangely. She had no mother since she was a child, and only her grandmother took her by herself. Later, she learned that she was an adopted child.
So she has never been used to words such as mother and mother, which are too strange or have never been touched.Fortunately, Feng Jing's thinking is relatively open, and the way of educating children is relatively democratic. She has never forced herself to call her mother, but asked her to call her name Feng Jing, which feels a little like a friend.
"Let me scramble an egg for you." In fact, eggs are used to sell money. A poor family like them has no reason or qualification to eat eggs, but Feng Jing, who is kind-hearted, always treats Jiang Longsu Er is very caring, her own life can be more difficult, she considers that Long Su'er is still young and growing up, so she never saves eggs, she can dress more plainly, and she must not wrong her children when she eats.
"Let me do it." Long Su'er glanced at her muddy hands, but she didn't dislike her so much. Instead, she felt that this woman was too miserable. She was carrying an oil bottle, and her days were getting worse day by day. How did she do it in 14 years? survived.
"No, you can rest." Feng Jing pushed for a while, afraid that Long Su'er would be tired, and then washed her hands in the small iron basin, the water in the basin suddenly turned black, she smiled and said: " Just wait a while, and you lie down."
Before the body, there was only Long Su'er's soul, so she was also extremely weak, feeling like a sick child who could fall down when the wind blows.
Long Su'er turned her eyes uncomfortably, and looked at the furnishings around the house. There was boiling firewood burning on the clay kang, and there were red and black floor leather on it. The corners were still dirty, and it was vaguely possible to detect the rubbing of steel wool. It is obvious that Feng Jing loves cleanliness, even though she is wearing shabby clothes now.
Thinking of the former room, Long Su'er was in a daze. The gold was the ground silk wall, and the bead curtains were made of more than 900 luminous pearls. At that time, she dared to say that the imperial palace would not dare to compare with her hut, but now... people , Always the three poor and the three rich grow old.She appointed with a sigh.
The fragrant smell of eggs and steaming white rice came oncoming. Feng Jing came over with two iron basins filled with delicacies. She put the food on the table and said, "It's time to eat."
Long Su'er withdrew her emotions, stepped on a pair of blackened sneakers, and walked over. She found a small bench and sat down, then stared at Feng Jing for a long time.
(End of this chapter)
Long Su'er looked at the blood jade hairpin lovingly, with several delicate jade flowers inlaid on the side, including purple roses, blue impatiens and white lotus, each flower seemed to be a long memory, Long Su'er smiled dumbly, Think of something general.
"Su'er, wake up." The door was pushed open, and the filthy woman smiled. She wiped the sweat off her face without being too dirty, and said, "Are you hungry? I'll make some for you." Let's eat."
This woman's name is Feng Jing, who is the mother of this body. She is a standard older woman and also a single mother. Pleasant vocabulary, divorce is not popular in rural areas, so village girls and farmers always cast prejudice and contempt at her.
"Okay, Comrade Feng Jing." Long Su'er replied somewhat strangely. She had no mother since she was a child, and only her grandmother took her by herself. Later, she learned that she was an adopted child.
So she has never been used to words such as mother and mother, which are too strange or have never been touched.Fortunately, Feng Jing's thinking is relatively open, and the way of educating children is relatively democratic. She has never forced herself to call her mother, but asked her to call her name Feng Jing, which feels a little like a friend.
"Let me scramble an egg for you." In fact, eggs are used to sell money. A poor family like them has no reason or qualification to eat eggs, but Feng Jing, who is kind-hearted, always treats Jiang Longsu Er is very caring, her own life can be more difficult, she considers that Long Su'er is still young and growing up, so she never saves eggs, she can dress more plainly, and she must not wrong her children when she eats.
"Let me do it." Long Su'er glanced at her muddy hands, but she didn't dislike her so much. Instead, she felt that this woman was too miserable. She was carrying an oil bottle, and her days were getting worse day by day. How did she do it in 14 years? survived.
"No, you can rest." Feng Jing pushed for a while, afraid that Long Su'er would be tired, and then washed her hands in the small iron basin, the water in the basin suddenly turned black, she smiled and said: " Just wait a while, and you lie down."
Before the body, there was only Long Su'er's soul, so she was also extremely weak, feeling like a sick child who could fall down when the wind blows.
Long Su'er turned her eyes uncomfortably, and looked at the furnishings around the house. There was boiling firewood burning on the clay kang, and there were red and black floor leather on it. The corners were still dirty, and it was vaguely possible to detect the rubbing of steel wool. It is obvious that Feng Jing loves cleanliness, even though she is wearing shabby clothes now.
Thinking of the former room, Long Su'er was in a daze. The gold was the ground silk wall, and the bead curtains were made of more than 900 luminous pearls. At that time, she dared to say that the imperial palace would not dare to compare with her hut, but now... people , Always the three poor and the three rich grow old.She appointed with a sigh.
The fragrant smell of eggs and steaming white rice came oncoming. Feng Jing came over with two iron basins filled with delicacies. She put the food on the table and said, "It's time to eat."
Long Su'er withdrew her emotions, stepped on a pair of blackened sneakers, and walked over. She found a small bench and sat down, then stared at Feng Jing for a long time.
(End of this chapter)
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