Farmland Blessed Girl Xiao Xiangshi

Chapter 233 Not a Child anymore
Mu Ya could feel Yan Hua's guilt and indebtedness towards her.It's just that she didn't know how to respond.

Although yesterday when he recognized his ancestors in the ancestral hall, he had already changed his name to his father and mother.But to Muya, father and mother are still very unfamiliar words.

There are also grandfather and grandmother, maternal grandfather and maternal grandmother, these are very strange to Muya.

Although Mu Zong has always assumed the role of grandfather, but from the very beginning, she could vaguely feel that Mu Zong had a different attitude towards her.Therefore, it will take time for Mu Ya to adapt to accepting the sincere treatment from these people.

However, she will work hard to accept and adapt.

Thinking of this, Mu Ya relaxed.She sincerely smiled at Yan Hua, her mother.

"Mother, don't worry about me. I have the ability to protect myself now, but to protect myself, I can also protect my mother, father and elder brother. I'm not... a child anymore." The more Mu Ya spoke, the voice became softer, especially the last sentence.

In the eyes of parents, children are children no matter how old they are.

The moment Yan Hua heard Mu Ya call her mother, she was stunned.As for the words behind Mu Ya, she didn't pay attention at all.

After a while, after regaining consciousness, Yan Hua wept with joy, hugged Muya, cried and laughed, "Hey—mother's good daughter, it's mother who is sorry for you..."

Muya didn't expect that Yan Hua would be so excited just because of her own address, her body stiffened, and she stroked Yan Hua's back unskillfully, which was also a kind of silent comfort.

"I'm not sorry. I'm doing well. Mother doesn't have to blame herself." Mu Ya, who had no experience in comforting others, was very stiff in her words of persuasion.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this was said, Yan Hua blamed herself even more.

The baby girl she wanted to hold in her palm and pet, had grown so big in the blink of an eye.She is so considerate and sensible, let her not blame herself.

She had already heard Mu Zong talk about her experience in these years. In order not to be too conspicuous, the first few years when she first settled down were really hard.

The people in the second room knew that she was sending Ya'er away, and even sent someone to assassinate him halfway.Although it failed, none of Mu Zong's family members survived.It also gave Mu Ya a bad reputation, and he has been disliked for many years.

And Mu Zong has no other skills other than first-hand medical skills and a little entry-level physiognomy.And Muhe Village is barren, and Mu Zong has no ability to make money.This led to the fact that in the first few years in Muhe Village, he always lived hungry and full.

If it wasn't for Ya'er's enlightenment when he was seven years old, I don't know how much grievance he would have suffered.

I heard that the delicious canned food, tea eggs and sausages were all made by Ya'er.There is also the method of processing medicinal materials in Heshantang, which was improved by Ya'er when he was seven years old.Yan Hua only felt that she was honored, that she deserved to be her daughter.

After the pride, the sadness that followed one after another.

If it is not forced by life, why should the clever buds think about food?

Thinking of this, Yan Hua sighed deeply.Holding Mu Ya's shoulder, let Mu Ya look at himself, "It's okay, it's okay that you are back. There is still a chance, and... a chance to make up for it."

Muya avoided Yan Huade's eyes uncomfortably, "Mother, it's late at night, you should go to bed early. My daughter will go to pay your respects tomorrow morning."

It was only then that Yan Hua smiled through his tears, but the meaning of self-blame in the smile was very obvious.

"Look, mother, I was too busy talking to you. I forgot the time. You should also go to bed early, and you have been very tired these two days. You don't have to wake up too early tomorrow morning, and you don't have to ask for your greetings."

(End of this chapter)