I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 63 Long Time 13

Chapter 63 Long Years(13)

In the end, Mu Wanwan accepted the soft armor bought by Su Hu.

The night before going to the sword furnace, Mu Wanwan had another dream.

This time it was still the same ruined temple, but 'her' voice was obviously not as clear and happy as last time. Mu Wanwan could even hear the choking in her own voice.

"I am still at home alone today. My mother has taken my brother to see a doctor. My grandma has not been back for three days. I have to cook by myself every day after school. She didn't leave me a key. I have to go through the temple gate every day.

If you're at a higher place, push the glass aside and go inside."

Feng Yuan turned around and looked at the temple door. It was about five feet high. He turned his attention to 'Mu Wanwan' again: "It's so high, won't it hurt if you fall?"

'Mu Wanwan' smiled heartlessly: "No, there is a place as wide as a fingernail half a meter inside the door. I can step on it."

Feng Yuan asked again: "What is school? Who is grandma? What is glass?"

'Mu Wanwan' thought for a while: "Going to school means studying, grandma is grandma, and glass is." The little Mu Wanwan obviously didn't know how to explain it, so she could only lie: "You don't have to worry about it! Anyway, there is nothing here.

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It's true that she's cheating, and it's true that she's irritated. 'Her' voice was a little louder, and she also noticed that her attitude was a bit bad.

So he looked at Feng Yuan who had his head lowered and said, "Do you know what my grandma went to do?"

Feng Yuan shook his head, but still raised his head to look at 'Mu Wanwan'.

"She went to find the man she remarried to."

Perhaps he saw that Feng Yuan's face was not unhappy, and that 'Mu Wanwan' spoke in a lighter voice.

But Mu Wanwan couldn't be happy no matter what. The most important lesson her mother taught her when she was young was to compare your feelings with your own.

She thought Feng Yuan lowered his head because she yelled at him and felt sad.

So I wanted to change the topic to make Feng Yuan less sad.

But only she knew that her eight-year-old self was not happy.

Her grandmother was an incorrigible person. After remarrying, she worked as a cow and horse in that man's house. Her mother felt that she was old and was afraid that she would have no one to take care of her in the future, so she proposed to take her back.

But grandma didn't come back. It wasn't until grandma quarreled with the man again that she followed her mother back.

When my brother was not sick, my mother took care of my grandmother's food and drink, and gave her enough time to chat with others.

But her younger brother was sick, and she and her grandmother were the only ones left at home. She was already feeling very sad when she saw her mother leaving with her younger brother in her arms.

But what was even more sad was that her grandma left her behind the next day, went shopping with that man, and never came back.

She was like an abandoned child who stayed at home alone for two days and only waited for her mother on the third day.

At that time, she climbed up and down from such a high place every day, went out alone at night, and even cooked a pot of burnt rice when she was extremely hungry.

The meal was very bitter, not at all sweet as the fruits of labor.

How painful was it? Every time she thought about it, she burst into tears.

Feng Yuan looked at 'Mu Wanwan' who was sitting on the shrine and laughing: "It's not funny at all."

Mu Wanwan on the shrine seemed to have been stabbed somewhere, and she suddenly covered her face.

Mu Wanwan looked at it with tears in her eyes, but felt that it was quite good.

It seems that I have really been comforted by someone in this situation, just because the person said, "It's not funny at all."

She knew that Mu Wanwan was crying, but she also knew what would happen to Mu Wanwan in the future.

Cooking was obviously a choice she had no choice but to make, but in the end it was tied to her head.

The reasons are "you have grown up" and "you are my sister".

So when other children were running around, she was cooking, taking care of her brother, and while other children were playing with their playmates and watching TV, she could only face her brother's cries, helplessly breaking down and crying.

But crying is useless. Crying will make my mother more annoyed, and the cane whip on her body will hurt even more.

Mu Wanwan thought of herself at that time, biting a deep scar on her knee in order not to cry.

Now, with the eyes of more than twenty years later, through the hazy memories, she saw herself who was confused, helpless, and extremely collapsed.

She really wanted someone to expose her disguise like Feng Yuan did.

Let her cry loudly and wantonly in a corner without being discovered.

But now, Mu Wanwan, who is almost thirty years old, is hiding in the body of her early twenties and can no longer cry.

I just feel sour in my heart and my eyes are hot.

She saw Feng Yuan reaching out and caressing 'Mu Wanwan's' back, and the childish voice sounded again: "If you are unhappy in the future, you can tell me if you are unhappy, I will always stand by your side."

The dream was over, and Mu Wanwan sat up suddenly.

Mu Wanwan propped up her forehead. After a long time, she lay down and slowly pulled up the quilt, feeling the warmth coming from her back.

She is still used to being a human being.

Despite the dull pain in her heart, Mu Wanwan fell asleep in a daze.

The next day, before dawn, Mu Wanwan was already fully dressed.

She even put on the soft armor Su Hu gave her.

On the way to the sword furnace, it started to rain lightly. Mu Wanwan did not use the barrier to block the rain, but let the cool rain strands come into close contact with her cheeks.

Feeling the coldness on her skin, Mu Wanwan felt that her sadness from last night had dissipated a little.

I don't know why, but she has been dreaming about some things from the past lately, but none of them are good.

With a touch of sadness, Mu Wanwan came to the sword furnace.

When all the disciples of this term who could take swords arrived, someone started to shout, "Greetings, Master."

Taoist Qinghui waved his hand, showing that people should not be too polite, and then opened his mouth: "Today the sword furnace is reopened, and all the disciples will go down to the sword furnace to ask for a visit. You must remember it clearly, don't be greedy, and don't have any evil thoughts. So,

Just go."

After saying that, Taoist Qinghui waved,

The disciples were caught in a gust of wind and watched helplessly as they were swept down thousands of feet into the sky.

When we stood still again, everyone was already under the cliff.

Looking at the entrance of the cave with overgrown branches and leaves and weeds in front of them, no one moved first.

"Hey." Someone screamed from behind, and Mu Wanwan looked over there.

The man looked at everyone who turned around and bowed with his fists clasped.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was startled by a snake just now."

Hearing this, Mu Wanwan's face turned pale.

She didn't even notice when Su Hu came forward.

"Sister Wanwan, this should be the entrance to the sword furnace."

Mu Wanwan turned to look at him, her voice a little softer than usual.