Chang’an Peasant Girl

"Yes" was still a familiar voice to her. Even if she didn't see her mother's face, she was sure it was her mother. Su Xin's voice was choked with sobs, and her eyes were filled with tears due to excitement.

Su Xin slowly raised her head, and when she saw the two people sitting on the kang clearly, regardless of whether the two people recognized her or did not recognize her at all, she choked and shouted: " Dad, Mom”

Jing Jing and Su Changyi were stunned for a moment.

Immediately, Jing Jing said hurriedly: "You all go down."

The chief eunuch quickly retreated with everyone. As soon as he saw the door being closed from the outside, An Anjing got off the kang, hurriedly helped Su Xin up, and choked with sobs: "Xin'er, you are Xin'er, right? That's right, you should be Xin'er, I only have Xin'er." This daughter has passed away, and you are Xin'er."

As he spoke, tears rolled down his face.

"Mom, I'm Xin'er, and I finally see you." Su Xin burst into tears.

When Jing Jing saw Su Xin's admission, she immediately hugged Su Xin and touched Su Xin's head while crying: "Mom, I thought you really died like that, wuwu."

Su Xin was still crying: "Mom, I didn't expect that I would be here. I was obviously dead in modern times, but when I came here, I found that this place was exactly the same as the dream you once told me about. , I knew, Mom, you and Dad are both wearing the same clothes. You are still the king and queen here. I took the martial arts exam just because I wanted to see you. I didn’t expect to see you so soon. You still know me. Mom, are you and dad dead in modern times?" At this point, Su Xin cried even harder.

Jing Jing said: "Your father and I have died in modern times, so we wore them again. Of course I know about you. It's great that my Xin'er is still alive and well, and you don't even know about my death. Let's Your dad and I are so sad.”

Su Changyi also got off the kang, but he didn't say anything and stood next to Jing Jing and Su Xin.

As soon as Su Xin heard Jing Jing say that her father was sad, Su Xin cried and called to Su Changyi: "Dad."

Su Changyi's throat was choked and he couldn't speak, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly and he nodded lightly. It's great that his little daughter is still alive.

As soon as Jing Jing let go of Su Xin, Su Xin hugged Su Changyi, and Su Xin couldn't help crying again.

Su Changyi didn't cry, but kept saying in a choked voice: "It's good that you're still alive, it's good that you're still alive."

Jing Jing and Su Xin finally stopped crying, and Jing Jing pulled Su Xin to sit on the kang, while Su Changyi sat on the other side of Su Xin.

Su Xin looked to the left and could see her father, and to the right she could see her mother. Although she stopped crying, her voice was still choked: "Mom and Dad, you are much older."

"Silly child," Jing Jing laughed and touched her head again and again, "My parents' bodies here are already old, but fortunately you can recognize them. Your body is not the same as modern ones at all. If you Even if you didn't call me and your dad, we still wouldn't recognize you. It's really thanks to you that you wrote Sun Tzu's Art of War from memory, otherwise your dad and I wouldn't know when we would know you were still alive."

Su Xin said: "I really didn't expect to see you so soon. I thought I would have to wait until I became a senior official before I might have the opportunity to meet you. Your status is too high, so I can only take the path of martial arts." Give it a try.”

"Thank God." Jing Jing rejoiced again. "Tell your parents how you live in these clothes."

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