Dabao felt as if he had had a very long dream. In the dream, the woman covered in blood looked at the man in white with a desperate smile and said, "Ramadan, Brahma Star loves you!"

At that moment, for the first time, Dabao felt that he had empathy, as if she was really that Brahma star.

She had discussed it with Xiaobao many times before, and had said it many times that she never felt there was any difference between herself and that Brahma star. They had different personalities, different looks, and even different attitudes towards men.

If it were her, she would never like a man so much that she would not care about her own life.

But at this moment, after waking up, Dabao's whole body was wet with sweat, but it was as if those things happened yesterday, and his heart even ached a little at this moment.

"It's so crazy. How could I dream about this?"

At this moment, Dabao's face looked extremely ugly, and he even had the illusion of loving and hating Ramadan. How could this be possible? Her Dabao has never even seen what Ramadan looks like, and now she actually has love for him. What an international joke.

"Dabao, come and have some porridge. I made it myself, shredded chicken porridge, skimmed with oil."

Xiaobao walked in carrying a tray.

"You didn't knock on the door, what if I change my clothes?"

"You have a fever. How can you change clothes? Besides, it's not like you can't hear my footsteps. You already knew it as soon as I went upstairs. Not to mention that I have to walk in here with you."

What Xiaobao said was indeed true, because it was always like this, but Dabao didn't think about anything just now. He was only thinking about her and Ramadan. However, he was too lazy to argue with Xiaobao about this. He looked at the chicken porridge on the table and said:

"I'm going to change clothes first. I have something to tell you."

After Dabao finished speaking, he kicked Xiaobao. Xiaobao touched his nose and walked out of the door to wait outside.

The accommodation here is recommended as a container house and there is no bathroom, so whether you need to change clothes or go to the bathroom, you have to do it outside.

Dabao finished cleaning up before letting Xiaobao in. As soon as he saw her sitting there eating porridge, he knew that her cold must be gone, and he was afraid that she would have a fever again at night.

"What's going on with you these days? You have a fever every night and you've lost weight."

"I just want to tell you this. Let's sleep in different rooms tonight."

Xiaobao was stunned, why did he need to change rooms for no reason?

"Why do you want to change rooms?"

"I think it's a little weird that I have a fever, and there's another thing. I dream about someone every night."

As soon as Xiaobao heard Dabao say this, he knew that Dabao must have been dreaming about that Ramadan month.

"Do you even remember what happened in the dream?"

"Yes, do you think it's strange? I couldn't dream anything when I had a fever before, but now I dream about a lot of things. Those things are like what I have experienced myself, or even what I experienced yesterday. ”

"Pack your things, don't eat, go down and eat. We'll change rooms right away. I want to see who is causing trouble. That Ye Xie hasn't appeared since that day. That Deng Liu squats at the door of our base every day waiting for someone. Look. There is a high probability that this matter has something to do with Ye Xie."

"Well, let's go, but the porridge today is good, but it's not as delicious as mom's."

"Dabao, I made chicken porridge for you. Come and try it. You need to eat something to gain strength when you are sick."

The two of them were about to go out, but unexpectedly they saw Fang Zhou coming in carrying a tray as well.

Dabao and Xiaobao looked at each other and smiled at the same time:

"Aunt Fang, thank you. Let's go downstairs to eat. I just want to take a breath of fresh air."

Shen Xiaoxiao saw that her daughter seemed to be in good spirits and knew that the fever had subsided. She was relieved and nodded:

"Okay, then I'll take it down and you two brothers and sisters come over slowly."

After Shen Xiaoxiao went downstairs, Dabao and Xiaobao said at the same time:

"Did you see it?"

"Hahahaha, mom looks so funny, but dad and mom look like they are quarreling. Otherwise, how could dad let mom show up in front of us every day and show up in front of us? Discovered by us."

The two of them laughed happily. Every time they saw their mother pretending to be strangers, they found it funny. Moreover, the taste of my mother's porridge was very special. She wanted to eat porridge every time she was sick a few days ago. There is always a bowl of chicken porridge by the bedside. Can a child recognize his mother?

Look at the way my mother looks at them every time, she is so tender that she almost bursts into tears.

"I guess dad won't let mom reveal her identity."

"But I think it might be related to what happened when we were in the mass grave last time. Did mom feel that dad didn't save you at that time, so she was angry?"

Dabao's words were not unreasonable, but she thought about it and said:

"I also felt worried at the time. Sometimes I am too anxious and worried, and I ignore many things. For example, I didn't remember that you were free to come and go in hell. I think my mother must be the same as me."

"So, men are calmer at critical moments, but it's probably because dad is too calm, so mom feels uncomfortable. But mom is mom, and she will always be so good to us, and dad will only treat mom. Pay special attention to it.”

"What you said is really sour. Don't worry if dad finds out and you get beaten again."

"I'm stupid, I will let dad know, okay, let's go, lest mom wait too long."

The two children have found out the truth, right? No matter what Yan Kuan does these days, Shen Xiaoxiao doesn't like it.

When Xiaobao came downstairs with the porridge, Yan Kuan happened to be standing at the top of the stairs waiting for her. When he saw the porridge brought down intact, he thought something had happened to the child and immediately asked:

"Dabao still has a fever? Why haven't you eaten?"

Shen Xiaoxiao glared at Yan Kuan, and then said:

"Now you know how to care about your daughter? Why didn't I care before I saw you?"

Okay, Shen Xiaoxiao admitted that she was being picky, but now she just didn't like Yan Kuan, so she wanted to make Yan Kuan feel uncomfortable. When he felt uncomfortable, she felt comfortable.

As expected, Yan Kuan looked at Shen Xiaoxiao with great grievance. He was always condescending and even extremely indifferent to others and his children, but he really had nothing to do with Shen Xiaoxiao.

"I'm concerned, but didn't you say that your daughter has some privacy now that she's grown up?"

Do you dare to refute?

"Having privacy doesn't mean you won't even look at her, so don't make excuses."

"Honey, I'll serve it, be careful your hands get sore."

Yan Kuan took the tray over in a very dishonest manner. Don't think that she would think that Yan Kuan could be forgiven.

"Can you give half of the good things you do to me to your children?"

Shen Xiaoxiao's words made Yan Kuan feel very uncomfortable. He would not deceive Shen Xiaoxiao, so he said to Shen Xiaoxiao very calmly and directly:

"Xiaoxiao, I don't want to lie to you. No, I can never give a little of my heart to others. The child has a place in my heart, but it can never surpass you. Without you, there would be no child. You are the one in my heart. The most important thing is that children, they are our descendants, I will be good to them, but I can never treat them half as much as you!”

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