Red Heart Survey

See words like me:

An An, when you read this letter, your mother has already gone to a far away place.

Because it is too far away, in short, there is no way to come back in this life.

I'm...not a good mother.

Your grandma passed away when I was very young. No one taught me what a mother should look like.

I say this not to shirk. but remorse.

I regret that I have experienced such a lonely childhood, but I still have the heart to let you experience it again.

Regret that I got nothing from my own mother, and when I became a mother, I got nothing from my own daughter.

Regret that being a mother also didn't teach you anything.

I didn't teach you how to protect yourself as a girl, didn't teach you right and wrong, didn't teach you how to love someone...Of course I don't have such qualifications and abilities.

I think your brother will teach you.

Hopefully, your brother can teach you.

He is a very promising child, it will be much better for you to live with him than with my useless mother.

This is the only place I can comfort myself.

Ann, you are a good boy.

do you remember?

At the end of the year, the guys all went home on vacation. The medicine store had to change the goods again, and I moved those medicines back and forth by myself, dozens of times, and cried myself.

When I finished crying, I turned around and saw you stumbling and sending the medicinal materials back to the warehouse one by one.

A lot of medicinal materials have been mixed up, but my mother's heart is so warm.

At that moment, my mother felt extremely comforted, but also extremely lonely.

Loneliness is a devil, it devours human reason, morality, and even humanity. devour everything.

Mother was devoured by this devil, so much so that she forgot how wonderful everything she had. So much so that everything was lost.

sorry.

Mom shouldn't have told you this.

The weather is already cold, have you dressed a little more?

Mother sewed you a winter jacket and sent it to you with the letter. There was originally a small hat, but it was only half done... that's all.

sorry.

I can no longer send you gifts in the future.

sorry.

i left you again...

I am a disgraceful mother. But I can't help it.

What I'm after has disappeared in this world, and I can only follow it, far away.

Never come back.

I wanted to leave quietly, but I felt that I had to say something to you. Whether it's a mother's last exhortation, or an irresponsible woman's last self-comfort.

I have to say something.

Ann.

This is the first and last letter Mother wrote to you.

I really don't know what to say, which is the most appropriate.

Ann.

You have to take care of yourself.

You have to study hard, and when you grow up, just like your brother, you can also be admitted to a Taoist monastery, and you can also become a high-ranking official and a god.

No, mother should not ask you.

Mother has no such qualifications.

Cultivation is too tiring, so you can do whatever you want.

Eat less sweets, the teeth are broken and not beautiful.

My An An must be a great beauty when she grows up. What kind of breathtaking beauty would that be?

Thinking about it, I felt like I could close my eyes.

An An, you have to be good.

You have to listen to your brother.

You should grow up happily and peacefully.

Nonsense is useless.

But Mother has nothing to give you other than these useless nonsense.

sorry.

I don't know how your homework is doing now, whether you can fully understand these words.

Leave it to read later, that's fine too.

Or if you don't want to read it, that's fine too.

...

After writing this, my mother suddenly remembered the days when your father taught me how to write.

sorry.

Miss you.

...

In the fourteenth year of Yongtai, on the first day of the winter month, Song Ruyi.

...

...

When Jiang Wang received the letter from Wangjiang City, Jiang Wang was in a very anxious state. Moreover, it was written on the letter that An An personally signed it. Since it was sent by Aunt Song, he didn't overstep the bounds, but directly forwarded the letter to Jiang An'an.

An An happily jumped into the study to read the letter.

Jiang Wang was thinking about his own problems.

The bone lotus flower that appeared on his body was very strange, and the strange pattern was not a product of orthodox Taoism at first glance.

Something must be wrong. But he has no one to negotiate with.

He does not have a fully reliable elder who will support him at all times and who is knowledgeable.

Dong A may be trustworthy, but with his upright personality, if he finds out that Jiang Wang has a relationship with heretics, he might slap him to death on the spot. Great righteousness destroys disciples.

As for Ling He and Zhao Rucheng, these two people can naturally be completely trusted, but they are also just starting to practice, so there is really no need to have expectations. Zhao Rucheng may have a more mysterious background, but Jiang Wang is unwilling to involve them when it comes to the heresy of Baigudao, which is so strange just by hearing its name.

He checked some Daoist scriptures, anecdotes, including some event records, but there was no information about the Bone Path. Either it never appeared in Zhuangguo, or it was erased from the information.

The only thing Jiang Wang can confirm is that in his impression, there is no one or anything related to Baigudao.

The hidden connection with the lunar star is also due to the illusory realm rather than others.

Is the "secret" that the black-veiled woman wants to know too illusory? What does that woman have to do with Bone Road?

If she is a person in the bone path, what is her purpose? If not, if it is true as she said, she also comes from a orthodox Taoist sect, then why did she mention the Tao of Bones?

He suddenly thought of the black candle in Tongtian Palace, which was obtained from the Heart Swallowing Demon. Zhou Tian Xingdou Formation map is transmitted from the Illusory Realm, so there shouldn't be any problem. If there is anything peculiar in the body, it is this black candle.

What is its origin? What is the secret?

While Jiang Wang was thinking, Jiang Anan ran out crying.

"What's the matter? What's the matter, An'an?" Jiang Wang knelt down and hugged her.

"Where is the far away place?" An An held up the letter paper in her hand, tears rolling down one by one: "Did my mother go to the sky like my father?"

Only then did Jiang Wang realize the seriousness of the problem. He hugged An An and coaxed her: "It's okay, it's okay, An An doesn't cry, my brother is here, my brother is here. My brother is with you."

While coaxing Jiang An'an, he took the letter and read it quickly.

The letter paper is thin, but it seems suddenly heavy.

This letter followed the normal route of delivery. Judging from the time of correspondence between Wangjiang City and Fenglin City, the matter must have been irreversible.

Jiang Wang can't say how much affection he has for Aunt Song, but one is that she is his father's wife, and the other is that she is An An's mother.

She has an irreplaceable meaning to Jiang An'an and is a very important part of her life.

And now she's gone forever.

Although Jiang An'an is still young, children don't understand everything.

Jiang Wang himself came from that age, he understood the sensitivity and fragility of children. I understand how uncomfortable the little guy is.

On weekdays, when Xiao An'an stumbled, Jiang Wang was already distressed.

Not to mention that looking at her swollen eyes from crying would break his heart.

"An An is good, An An doesn't cry. I have a brother, I have a brother."

"Woooooh, my mother, she..."

"An'an, An'an, brother must give you an explanation."

Jiang Wang hugged her little head and said gently but firmly.

No matter who is involved, no matter what the reason.

Thanks to book friend A, B, C, D 42, and book friend Shen Ayao for their reward! Well, streaking next week. Keep going~ I hope I can write more wonderfully.