Xianxia Romance: Three Lives and Three Worlds

Chapter 186 I'm Really Not Your Mother! 1
The glutinous rice dumpling suddenly opened its eyes wide, "Mother, what's the difference between us? You look at your eyebrows, your eyes look alike!"

Liu Wuqing subconsciously rummaged through Guangling's sleeves for a long time, called out a bronze mirror, and carefully compared their brows and eyes. The brows were black and blue, and the dark pupils were dark. A boy who grows up to be so cute It's quite evil, I don't know how many girls will be harmed when I grow up...

"Mother, do you look like that?"

"Well, it does look quite similar..." After subconsciously saying these words, Liu Wuqing regained consciousness through the bronze mirror, and the face of the glutinous rice dumpling had been squeezed into the small bronze mirror at some point. The mirror almost fell to the ground.

Liu Wuqing caressed the overly frightened little heart, squinting at the glutinous rice dumpling, this kid disappeared without a trace, he really has a small target and is easy to move.

She came to persuade Nuomi Zongzi, not to be persuaded by him, and if she asked Nuomi Zongzi to talk for a while, she would firmly believe that Liu Wuqing did the act of abandoning her husband and son, so she stood on the right side this time, Firmly target, "Little friend, listen to me, looks don't explain anything..."

The glutinous rice dumpling protested dissatisfied: "Then mother, tell me, what can explain the problem?"

What can explain the problem, and nothing can explain this problem. She is really not her own mother. How can she explain this? You like looking at beautiful women, don't you?"

Although the glutinous rice dumpling was full of doubts, it nodded.

He admitted it, and Liu Wuqing continued happily: "I don't like looking at beautiful women!"

The glutinous rice dumpling paused, raised eyebrows and asked, "Mother, you don't like it, is it because you are jealous that they look better than you?"

Liu Wuqing fell straight from the mound.

She lay silently on the mound of dirt, quietly thinking about half a stick of incense. She felt that the child's IQ of the glutinous rice dumpling was far above hers. It seemed that if it was really her own, the IQ was also inherited from his father Instead of herself, she simply stood up and patted the loess on her body, intending to open the skylight to speak frankly,
"I'm not jealous..."

"Are you envious of being a mother? Are you envious of their beauty?"

"How can I, your mother..." Well, facing Nuomi Zongzi's earnest gaze, she admitted that she had completely made a slip of the tongue when calling herself Nuomi Zongzi's mother.

"Ahem, kid, don't interrupt me. Listen to me. First of all, I need to emphasize that I don't like looking at beautiful women. It's neither that I envy them nor envy them. It's just that I'm not lecherous..." After finishing speaking, Da Yi patted Pat chest.

"I'm not lustful either..." Nuomi Zongzi protested again, raising her fist.

"Didn't you just want to see beautiful women?"

"I just want to be beautiful, besides, the ancients also said that food and sex are also sexual, mother, you will become psychopathic if you suppress your nature like this..."

Liu Wuqing straightened and fell off the mound just now, this time, she was unwilling to get up no matter what...

From the gate of Cuiping Mountain today, Liu Wuqing felt that the fight was not going well.

"Nuomi Zongzi, where's your father?" It is true that Liu Wuqing felt that the words Nuomi Zongzi were more to her liking than those little friends who said against her will just now. If she could find Nuomi Zongzi's father, she could get away as soon as possible. There is a bigger oil bottle waiting for him to rescue...

"do not know……"

So short.

"Then what does your father look like?"

"do not know……"

Saying the same sentence twice, dare to ask three questions.

"Then how do you determine that I am your mother?"

"Because you can see me..."

"Do you think you are very thin?" Liu Wuqing rolled her eyes and pretended to be thin in front of the glutinous rice dumpling, she was so speechless.

The glutinous rice dumpling looked at her seriously, and muttered, "That's not what I meant!"

"Then you are..." Before the words "what" came out of my mouth, Liu Wuqing realized that there was something in the words of this glutinous rice dumpling. What did you mean that only you can see him? After going through it again, isn't the paradox of this sentence that no one else can see it except yourself?
Combined with the fact that the bearers turned a blind eye and wanted to pass the glutinous rice dumpling and continue to move forward, and then she was carrying the glutinous rice dumpling alone and talking, she now finally understands why those people are so unkind and keep her in this remote village. There is no place to go to the shop. Obviously, the porters couldn't see the glutinous rice dumplings. Watching her turn over and get off the sedan chair, talking to the air, they felt that she made a series of abnormal actions because she bumped into her Evil, so I left her here alone. Thinking about it this way, she felt that these people were not kind enough. Since she decided to throw her here, she should return the remaining money to her, right?But the most important thing right now is what to do with this brat?
"Mother, what are you thinking?" Nuomi Zongzi asked, grabbing the corner of her clothes.

"Glutinous rice dumpling, no, ghost brother, people and ghosts have different paths, that's it, you should go back where you came from, and wait for me to go back to my master. He is a very powerful old man. If you want to make a decision for you, you will You can ascend to bliss early, do you think this is good?"

"Forehead……"

"Don't be angry. I haven't seen many ghosts in my life. I have a deep fear in my heart. Why don't you tell me the way down the mountain, and I'll buy you some ingot candles for you. You go on the road first?"

"Forehead……"

"or……"

The glutinous rice dumpling couldn't bear to interrupt Liu Wuqing's thoughts, saying: "Mother, I'm not a ghost!"

"Then you are..." While trying to grab the corner of his clothes that was tightly wrapped by the glutinous rice dumpling, he continued to say what the glutinous rice dumpling said.

"I don't know anymore, anyway, I'm not a ghost anymore, mother, have you ever seen a ghost like me?"

"You mean a pervert like you?"

"Forehead……"

In the tug-of-war between you and me, Liu Wuqing's skirt corners unfortunately became a victim of this war. With the sound of "Come on", her skirt corners were taken away by the glutinous rice dumpling. The big paragraph, that's an inch and an inch of gold...

"Glutinous rice dumpling, let go, tell me, what are you going to do?"

"Don't let go, I want to follow my mother, I will go wherever my mother goes..." The glutinous rice dumpling guarded the last clothes in her hands, shaking her head unyieldingly...

"Well, I have a few jars of good wine here. If you drink to win me, I will take you with you. If you lose, you are not allowed to pester me from now on. Did you hear..." Liu looked at it ruthlessly. Glutinous rice dumpling, because he is five or six years old and still wearing crotch pants, it is a fool's dream to want to win her. If she wins, she can make great strides forward. If she loses, she really has no face. Seeing the folks in Cuiping Mountain, it’s okay to drag a little kid and perform in the world.

The glutinous rice dumpling took the wine jar, and asked in disbelief: "I'm still so young, mother, why don't you teach me how to drink?"

"Manly man, anyone who achieves dominance is soaked in alcohol. Your mother and I started drinking when I was three years old..." It is true that Liu Wuqing drank alcohol when he was three years old, but he had to do so. Who made her slip into the wine jar, if Zitan hadn't discovered it early, she would have become a blind medicine...

The glutinous rice dumpling nodded seriously, picked up a jug and drank it, the father of the tiger has no dogs, this glutinous rice dumpling has her ruthless demeanor...

After eating a pot, Liu Wuqing supported his slightly dazed head and looked around for glutinous rice dumplings. He didn't find any of them. It seemed that he had drunk too much and went home. After all, it was a child's heart, and She fights, she's a little tender...

"Mother, can we go? You said you would take the child to see beautiful women..."

Who is it, who is talking, Liu Wuqing squinted his eyes, and looked in the direction of the source of the sound. On the trunk of the tree he was sitting on, he saw glutinous rice dumplings turning the empty jar with one hand and gnawing a peach with the other. Looking at myself expectantly.

This is impossible, why is Nuomi Zongzi still alive and kicking after drinking such a jar of wine, shouldn't he be sleeping soundly somewhere?
"You, you, you..." After the three you said, none of them could stop Liu Wuqing's astonishment. This kid's drinking capacity should not be underestimated. Could it be his father who inherited it?
"Mother, let's go..." The glutinous rice dumpling turned over and got off the tree, and hung in front of Liu Wuqing like the wind, hugging her thigh attentively.

"Glutinous rice dumpling, can you see how much it is?" Liu Wuqing put two fingers in front of the glutinous rice dumpling.

"two!"

"What about this one?" She retracted one of her two fingers.

"Forehead……"

"Mother, you are boring!"

"Well, it's a bit... Glutinous rice dumplings, are you stuffed with distiller's grains?"

"Forehead……"

The glutinous rice dumpling looked up at its tender and white face, and muttered logically: "My accomplishments in drinking are inherited from you, mother!"

Liu Wuqing narrowed her eyes and nodded in satisfaction. This sentence was very useful to her.

"By the way, glutinous rice dumpling, what's your name?"

The glutinous rice dumpling lowered its head and thought for a while, looked at Liu Wuqing eagerly, and said pitifully, "I don't know..."

Another sentence of "I don't know", which includes these three sentences. Could it be that he really doesn't know?And if it wasn't for the fact that she spoke too much?So that the glutinous rice dumpling is so short that even if you lift your feet, you can't reach it?After much deliberation, Liu Wuqing decided to change to a simple way of thinking, and then went back to the previous question, "Ahem, glutinous rice dumpling, let me ask you something, you call me mother because I can see you, yes wrong?"

(End of this chapter)