The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

After a night of heavy rain, all the filth was washed away, and the whole island took on a new look.

Ming Jing stood at the pier, watching the ship go away, the wind blew up his clothes, and his back standing in the sea breeze, ethereal but lonely.

Han Shu left with forty-eight crew members, including the twenty guards he brought, and Ming Jing asked him to take them all back.

The purpose of this trip has been achieved, and it is meaningless for those people to stay.

Except for the traditional Chinese medicine, food and water they brought, they kept all the rest.

"It's still too late for you to go back now." Jiang Jinchen walked over and stood beside her, standing shoulder to shoulder with her.

Two petrels hovering at the junction of water and sky are really a beautiful oil painting.

"People here need me more." Ming Jing stood for a while, then turned and left.

"Sister, sister." A little girl ran over excitedly, and stopped abruptly when she got close.

She put her hands behind her back in embarrassment, for fear of staining Ming Jing's skirt.

Ming Jing smiled, and took her hidden hand, as if he didn't dislike the dirt on her hands at all, walked to the sink, and washed the dirt off her hands with running water.

"There are a lot of bacteria on your hands. If you accidentally enter your mouth, these bacteria will fight with the cells in your body. If the cells in your body lose, then you will get sick, so you must always Wash your hands frequently, you know?"

The girl's gentle voice has the power to purify people's hearts. The little girl stared blankly at the face that was close at hand. Under the sunlight, that face seemed to glow.

"Sister, you are so kind." She can already speak simple Chinese.

My sister praised her for being very smart, and she could learn it as soon as she learned it.

The girl just smiled, "We must continue to study today, and we must not slack off. Confucius said: Learning without thinking will lead to death, and thinking without learning will lead to death."

"Who is Confucius?"

"He is the great saint of our country."

"What is a saint?"

"A person who knows the ages before and knows the ages later, who is full of talents and virtues is called a saint."

"That sister is also a saint."

Ming Jing smiled and shook his head: "This kind of thing can't be said anymore, it is disrespectful to the saints and sages."

Pingping stuck out his tongue.

"Come here, my sister will comb your hair for you."

Ping Ping sat down obediently. Her hair is very thick and naturally curly. I'm afraid she hasn't taken care of it since she was born, so there are countless knots on her head. If you are in a hurry, just cut it off with scissors. She is very patient, she carefully untangles those knotted hair little by little, afraid of being boring, Mingjing will tell her the fairy tales of Huaguo in common language.

Time passed silently, the sun shines lazily, and the sea breeze blows, Ming Jing finally straightened out all the knotted hair of Ping Ping, and then washed her with clean water, Ping Ping touched her clean hair, and the whole person suddenly I feel a lot lighter and have a feeling of being alive again.

"How long do you want to watch?" Ming Jing suddenly said.

In the corner, Akino Lang rubbed his nose and walked out unnaturally.

"I'm afraid of disturbing Miss Ran's interest, and I hope Miss Ran will not be offended."

This woman is really a mysterious figure, like a calm sea, always calm.

"Sit down." Ming Jing pointed to the stone bench opposite.

"Although you have done many wrong things in the past, the ancients said that mistakes can be corrected, and there is nothing good about it. In the future, as long as you are sincere and kind, we can still be friends."

"Friend?" Akino was rather flattered, "Can someone like me be your friend?"

"What? No way?"

"Of course not." Qiu Yelang smiled bitterly: "I thought..."

He looked at Ming Jing and said with a smile: "Thank you, I will never be a pirate again. You are right. If you kill others today, you will be killed by others tomorrow. On such a day, I will not be a pirate again." I'm tired too, isn't it good for him to live a good life?"

Ming Jing nodded: "It's best if you think like this."

"Then what should we do next? If someone over there finds out, none of us can escape."

"Tell me about the Saha religion."

Qiu Yelang was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ming Jing fiercely, the girl opposite had a faint smile on her lips, she was leisurely and calm under the sun.

His throat was dry and hoarse, and he said after a while, "So you guessed it a long time ago."

"I heard a name from Liz that day, Waka, who is he?"

"He is the owner of Pilgrimage Island, and he is also the confidant of General Nanen, General Nanen..." Mentioning this name, Qiu Yelang shuddered.

"He is the God of War in the Shendu Kingdom, and he holds all the military power. As long as he has his support, it can be said that half of the battle for the crown prince has been won, until one day, a sect called the Saha Sect rose up, and it quickly became popular in Shendu. The country has won the hearts of the people, and it is against the gods. The gods support the eldest son of the king, Prince Aqiu, while the Saha religion supports the illegitimate son of the country, Prince Sangluo. Originally, Prince Sangluo did not have any qualifications, but The general chose to stand on the side of the Saha Sect."

"In today's Shendu Kingdom, the old king is seriously ill, and time is running out. The dispute between the two factions will only become increasingly fierce. At this time, we should ignore this side, and this is our opportunity."

Ming Jing nodded: "Do you know who the Holy Lord of the Saha Sect is?"

Qiu Yelang immediately shook his head: "No one has ever seen his true face. Legend has it that he ascended as a Shura, so he is androgynous. Every November 22nd is his birthday, and a grand celebration will be held at the Temple Square in Guyun City , I went once a few years ago.”

Akinoro recalled the scene he saw that day: "He was wearing a gorgeous golden robe, wearing a mask, and holding a sun god stick representing power in his hand. The luster of..."

Qiu Yelang used all the gorgeous words he could imagine to describe it, but it was not as shocking as what he saw with his own eyes. Even after many years, he still remembered that person who was aloof, like a god descending.

He cannot be said to be a human being, but in the hearts of the people of Shendu, he is God.

Ding Jing caught the point: "Is he with long black hair?"

"Yes, androgynous, isn't that normal?"

Ming Jing saw that he was really convinced, so he didn't say anything.

"It took only ten years for the Saha Sect to develop into its current scale. It is a miracle to rival the Millennium God Sect. Who is this holy master?"

After lunch, Ming Jing went to visit those aborigines. After taking the medicine, their illnesses improved a lot. When they saw Ming Jing coming, they all knelt on the ground and put their hands on the ground. This is the greatest courtesy for them to express their gratitude.

When Ming Jing passed by a thatched cottage, a gust of wind blew out from nowhere, and there was a crisp sound of "ding ding ding ding".

Ming Jing subconsciously searched for the source of the sound. It turned out that there was a string of wind chimes strung together with shells and fish intestines hanging in front of someone's window.

Ming Jing walked over and took a closer look at the string of wind chimes.

She walked into the house, and the room was much cleaner than Ming Jing saw in other aborigines. There was a simple bed made of tree stumps, covered with straw, sheets made of rags, and the corners were made of stones. A round table with wooden bowls and... chopsticks?

Chopsticks are cut from tree branches, and the surface is polished very smooth.

According to Der Spiegel's observations, these aborigines are still uncivilized, and they still eat with their hands. It is impossible for them to think of using chopsticks.

Ming Jing asked calmly, "Who lives in this room?"

Ping Ping walked over, she couldn't hide the tension in her eyes at such a young age, her little hands kept rolling the corners of her clothes: "Yes...it's grandma."

Ming Jing narrowed his eyes: "She taught you your Chinese, right?"

Pingping raised his head suddenly, almost crying.

Ming Jing sighed, walked over and patted her head: "My sister didn't blame you, but she didn't want you to tell me, right?"

Flat nod.

"Since she doesn't want me to know, then I'll pretend not to know. It's getting late, we should go back."

Ming Jing set up a class to give lectures to those pirates, and they liked to listen, and when the time came, they were all seated together.

Mingjing sometimes teaches Chinese, sometimes talks about Buddhist scriptures, and also talks about some Confucian classics, teaching them to walk on the right path.

"Seven days later is the delivery date. If the secret is revealed at that time, the consequences will be disastrous."

Akino frowned, worried.

"Coeha is not going to kill himself."

Qiu Yelang was still worried, he had to watch it himself.

"By the way, do you have any clues about the place I asked you to find?"

Qiu Yelang slapped his head: "I almost forgot about it. We will go to sea tomorrow morning. I promise you will like that place."

Pingping stood in the woods near the sea and waited and waited. Finally, she saw a limping figure walking towards this side stepping on the rays of the sun, and she rushed over immediately.

"Grandma."

It was a woman who was quite different from other indigenous people. Although she was wearing tattered clothes, she could find that they were washed very clean. Her hair was wrapped in a cloth towel, and the exposed skin on her cheeks and neck was a strange Normal uneven dark color.

Although her complexion is dark, it is not difficult to see that her facial features are obviously much more delicate compared to the simple and thick local aborigines. Seeing Ping Ping running over, she subconsciously smiled, a row of white teeth so glaring.

"No one saw you coming, did they?"

Pingping shook his head, "Grandma, have you gone to the beach to take a bath?"

The woman gave her a deep look: "Your Chinese is improving very fast. No matter how I taught you before, you couldn't pronounce the tones. It seems that your new teacher is very good."

Pingping glanced at her cautiously: "Grandma, my sister knows that you taught me Chinese."

The woman was stunned, and smiled wryly: "I knew I couldn't hide it."

"Grandma, let's go see my sister, she will take you home."

The woman looked back at the blue sea, "Actually, I had countless opportunities to go back, but ah... so what if I go back? I don't have any relatives anymore, and this place is fine. It's been more than ten years, and I'm used to it life."

She took Pingping's hand: "Let's go back, grandma will make you small fish soup."

"Ahem..." The woman coughed against the wind.

"Grandma, you're not feeling well again."

"Grandma is fine, the old man is sick."

Back at the hut where she lived, the woman skillfully boiled the water, cleaned the small fish she had caught and boiled them in hot water, and took out a small pot from a wooden basket under the bed, which contained salt, which she got from the sea here. The bandit exchanged it for a silver bracelet.

She pinched a little salt and put it in the pot, and sprinkled a handful of dried wild vegetables, the original fragrance of the food filled the tip of her nose.

The woman picked up a bowl and enjoyed it slowly under the moonlight.

After eating, she tidied up and lay down on the bed.

The moonlight shines on the bed through the window, illuminating the entire hut.

The wind chimes hanging under the window sway lightly, like a lullaby deep in memory.

Such a quiet late night is the easiest way to magnify the melancholy in her heart. She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

She sat up, hugging her legs, staring at the moon in the sky in a daze.

That day, she saw a young girl in white clothes from a distance, and suddenly, she thought she saw that person. Now that she thinks about it, how ridiculous it is.

She didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, so she avoided it far away.

I didn't expect that there are some things that cannot be avoided.

——

Jiangzhou Fuzhi Wharf.

In the early hours of the morning, a cargo ship quietly docked at the pier.

The forty-eight crew members stepped on the land of Jiangzhou, with tears in their eyes. At this moment, they really believed that they had returned home.

The Ran family sent two buses to send people to the hospital for examinations in turn. The family members are still kept in the dark. According to Han Shu, everything they experienced on Nanxi Island cannot be revealed to the outside world. Even their families have to keep everything secret.

The Ran family on the media side will wait for them to get better and hold a special press conference to announce it to the public.

The man was picked up by Zhong Zhi, and Han Shu went to Ran's house by car.

Walking into the hall of Ran's house, he took a deep breath. This trip to Nanxi Island was considered to have seen the world, but facing Ran Tengxiao, he still couldn't help being nervous.

Han Shu lowered his head, and described everything that happened on the island in detail.

Ran Tengxiao listened quietly the whole time.

Han Shu swallowed nervously, suffering every second.

"Where's her?" The man's voice fell faintly, without any emotion.

Han Shu's calves were trembling, and he said calmly, "Miss asked me to tell you that the purpose of her trip has been achieved, and she will stay on the island to deal with the aftermath. Please don't worry about her."

"Don't worry about her?" Ran Tengxiao suddenly laughed.

"What did I send you for? How dare you come back alone?"

Accompanied by the man's angry questioning, a celadon teacup worth millions fell at his feet, and Han Shu immediately knelt on the ground.

"This subordinate has neglected his duty, please punish him by Master Xiao."

"What else did she say?"

"Missy has a handwritten letter and wants her subordinates to deliver it to Lord Xiao."

The man immediately got up and walked over, snatching the envelope from Han Shu.

There was no sign of the seal being opened, Ran Tengxiao couldn't wait to open it, carefully reading every word.

After a long while, he said: "You go down to write a diary, and you must write down everything you have experienced on the island carefully and carefully. If I know that you are deceiving, I can know the consequences."

Han Shu bit the bullet and said, "Yes."

"roll."

Han Shu retreated immediately.

Ran Tengxiao pinched the letter paper and gritted his teeth: "You are so daring."

Then he laughed heartily again, "It's just why I like it so much, no matter if you make trouble, the whole Ran's family will accompany you."

"Ye Jian."

Ye Jian stepped forward.

"Starting today, step up your vigilance and don't let people get caught, especially at the casino. Go and watch it yourself."

"Help me make an appointment with Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen. Before he leaves, thank him for taking care of our Ran family over the years."

Ran Tengxiao raised the corners of his lips, smiling like a fox.

The next morning, Ran Yunhua rushed down from the upstairs, and asked excitedly, "Miss, are you back?"

Ran Tengxiao sat at the dining table, holding the financial newspaper in his hand, without raising his head: "No."

Ran Yunhua pouted, "Miss is really cruel, I knew I would go with her."

"Xiao Hua, the chicken soup you want is ready." The cook came out with the thermos bucket in hand and said.

Ran Yunhua took it over: "Thank you, Aunt Hui."

Then he was about to go out with the thermos bucket in hand.

"What are you doing?" Ran Tengxiao asked with a frown.

"Before Miss left, she asked me to take care of Miss Mao. She said that she didn't know where she lived in Jiangzhou. I was afraid that she would be wronged. This weekend, I will go to Shen's house to visit Miss Mao."

Ran Tengxiao stared at Ran Yunhua's back as he walked away and thought, she has arranged everyone, why, isn't she planning to come back?

Ran Yunhua drove to Shen's house and bought a bouquet of lilies and a fruit basket on the way.

She had followed Ming Jing to the Shen's house before, and the servants of the Shen's family naturally recognized her. After parking the car, the servants of the Shen's family helped her carry the fruit basket, while she held the flowers in one hand and the thermos in the other.

Ran Yunhua glanced at a red sports car parked opposite, raised his eyebrows: "Are there any guests?"

The servant replied, "It's Miss Xu."

Ran Yunhua smiled and said: "It seems that I came at the wrong time."

Although Ran Yunhua is only Ran's housekeeper's daughter, her treatment in Ran's house is similar to that of a young lady, and she has the closest relationship with Mingjing. When Mao Nana heard that Ran Yunhua came to visit her, she came out to greet her in person.

"Xiaohua, why didn't you call me before you came, I didn't prepare anything."

"Miss Nana, Miss knows that you are not used to Jiangzhou's diet and have old stomach problems, so she specially asked me to stew your favorite chicken soup and bring it here."

"Thank Ming Spiegel for me, it's hard for her to think of me when she's traveling outside." Mao Nana was really moved.

Ran Yunhua walked into the living room and saw a woman in a red dress sitting on the sofa. Seeing her come in, she stood up and greeted her with a smile.

"Miss Ran, we meet again."

Ran Yunhua smiled and said, "Miss Xu."

Mao Nana said unexpectedly: "Why, you know each other?"

Xu Zumiao glanced at Ran Yunhua, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, Miss Ran is also my junior."

At that time, Ran Tengxiao was studying abroad, and Ran Butler didn't care what kind of mentality he had. In short, he also sent Ran Yunhua abroad to study in high school, until Ran Tengxiao returned to China, and Ran Yunhua also returned to China to study in university.

She and Xu Zumiao attended the same high school, but when she entered school, Xu Zumiao was an outstanding graduate of that class.

"I was ugly at that time, it's rare that Miss Xu still remembers me."

Xu Zumiao covered her mouth and laughed: "Miss Ran, don't underestimate yourself. Among the foreign students in that class, Miss Ran was the best. I noticed it at a glance in the crowd. I would like to say which family raised her a celebrity. Such a demeanor at such a young age."

Ran Yunhua snorted coldly in his heart, this woman is even more hypocritical than a few years ago.

Ran Yunhua sat for a while and was about to leave. Xu Zumiao followed, "Xiaohua, can I call you that, it's still early, why don't we go have a cup of coffee? I just came back to Jiangzhou. I'm not familiar with the place. There are many places I want you, a local, to be my staff officer."

Ran Yunhua hooked her lips, she wanted to see what kind of medicine this woman was selling in her gourd.

One of them ordered a cup of coffee, and Ran Yunhua lowered his head and swiped his phone.

At this time, the sound of "dangdangdangdangdangdangdang" sounded on the radio in the coffee shop, gentle and powerful.

This is the sound of wooden fish.

Immediately afterwards, there was the woman's crooning, accompanied by the soft sound of the guqin, which was a kind of heart-beating shock.

Der Spiegel immediately came to Ran Yunhua's mind.

She has listened to this song countless times in school. This is the title song of Qu Feitai's new album. Once it was released, it quickly became popular all over the country. As long as the school radio came to break time, it would tirelessly order this song over and over again.

Ran Yunhua could hum along subconsciously, and he knew the melody and lyrics by heart.

This song Feitai abandoned the messy Western instruments, and used classical instruments such as guqin, pipa, flute, erhu, and chime bells as accompaniment. When he sang emotionally with that clear voice, the sense of the picture rushed to the face, making people feel as if they were watching the music on the snow-capped mountains. The winter snow, in the eternal time, flows silently, no matter how many years have passed, the touch from the depths of the soul will last forever.

Ran Yunhua would listen to it quietly every time, she thought, Qu Feitai is really a born singer, his talent is unrivaled in today's music scene, even after a hundred years, his music can still be spread, maybe That's the beauty of classics.

After a song was sung, Xu Zumiao on the opposite side said with emotion: "I don't know why, but this song reminds me of Der Spiegel."

Ran Yunhua lightly basked in his heart, what are you pretending, this kind of saying is everywhere on the Internet.

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I saw Ding Jing. Although I shouldn't ask about her privacy, I think I'm still friends with Ding Jing, so I want to take the liberty of asking, Ding Jing... isn't she in Jiangzhou recently?"

Ran Yunhua raised his eyebrows: "Don't you know? Ah, it's the same thing. There's no need for the lady to tell you. After all, you haven't gotten to know that well. The lady has gone abroad. It's not a private thing at all. It's just that the lady likes to keep a low profile." , do not want to publicize."

"So that's the case." Xu Zumiao didn't continue to ask, but instead smiled: "I really have a lot of fate with your Ran family."

Come, come, finally couldn't hold back anymore, Ran Yunhua smiled and said: "Oh, how do you say that?"

"Xiao Hua and I are high school alumni, and Mr. Ran, your family, are college alumni. It's a pity that we didn't have time to say hello because of an unexpected situation at the Shen Group's annual meeting last time."

"If you have a chance, please ask Xiaohua to introduce me. Mr. Ran has always been a senior I admire, and his deeds are still widely circulated in our school."

"Really, it turns out that Master Xiao of our family is so powerful." Ran Yunhua pondered: "Isn't it simple? Next month there will be an equestrian competition in the western suburbs racecourse. Master Xiao will be there in person. I wonder how Miss Xu's equestrian skills are?"

"Master Xiao likes women who are good at equestrian skills the most. If Ms. Xu puts on an equestrian show, she will definitely win Master Xiao's favor."

Xu Zumiao laughed, "Thank you for letting me know."

After Ran Junhua left, Xu Zumiao sat there quietly by herself, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

This woman is also a slippery girl, going abroad? Liar.

Xu Zumiao didn't care where Mingjing went. What she wanted was to gain a firm foothold in Jiangzhou.

Whether it's the Shen family or the Ran family, she wants it.

That woman had a lot to do with these two families, it was really an eyesore, and her absence just saved the effort of getting rid of her.

Xu Zumiao drank coffee slowly. She still liked Jiangzhou very much. Once she came back, she didn't want to leave.

Horsemanship next month? Xu Zumiao smiled, what a coincidence.

——

Ran Yunhua walked into Ran's house humming a song, and Ran Tengxiao squinted at her: "What's so happy about it?"

Ran Yunhua suddenly moved closer to Ran Tengxiao and looked at this face carefully.

Suddenly being scrutinized at close range, Ran Tengxiao quickly pulled his face and glared at her.

Ran Yunhua blinked: "Master Xiao, do you know how many women in Jiangzhou are interested in you?"

Ran Tengxiao snorted coldly: "A dog can't spit out ivory."

"Hey, what a disaster for a blue face, today there are women asking me to pimp you."

Ran Teng Xiaojun's face turned completely cold: "Ran Yunhua."

Ran Yunhua chuckled: "Those innocent women really don't shed tears when they see the coffin. Of course I want to fulfill them. Lord Xiao, you can ask for blessings haha."

Ran Tengxiao hurried upstairs before the words fell into a rage.

Soon housekeeper Ran sneaked into Ran Junhua's room, and Ran Junhua, who was changing clothes in the cloakroom, said helplessly, "Dad, why didn't you knock when you came in."

Butler Ran came over with a serious face: "Let me ask you, how do you help the women outside plot against Master Xiao? You silly boy, is your mind full of water?"

Ran Yunhua sighed: "My father, you are more naive than those women, and you still dream of letting me marry Lord Xiao, can you wake up?"

Butler Ran cautiously glanced at the door, glared at her, and said in a low voice: "Why not, let me tell you, Lord Xiao and I have an agreement. When I supported him, he promised me one condition..."

"If you threaten him with this condition now, do you think Lord Xiao will agree to you? Then both of us father and daughter will be kicked out. You were very smart when you were young, but why are you getting more and more confused when you are old?"

Housekeeper Ran walked up and down the room, "Why am I not in a hurry? After Ran's family has a mistress, will there still be a place for you? Can you just watch this overwhelming wealth go to others? ?”

Ran Yunhua patted himself on the face: "Look at my beauty, can I seduce Master Xiao?"

Steward Ran gritted his teeth and lowered his voice: "I have medicine here, and it is said that it is an ancient palace secret recipe..."

Ran Yunhua smiled angrily: "Dad, you should give up on this idea. I can't marry Lord Xiao. I don't like him, and he definitely doesn't like me. If you want your daughter to live in peace , don’t be hated by the future mistress, just stop.”

Butler Ran walked around, "Let me tell you, I've been wondering about Lord Xiao's mind, and he likes that one."

It took Ran Yunhua a while to realize who he was referring to, and said in disbelief, "Dad, are you crazy, what nonsense are you talking about? She is Lord Xiao's aunt."

Butler Ran sneered: "She is not Ran Bowen's daughter. She can fool outsiders, but not me."

It took Ran Yunhua a while to recover his voice: "Does Master Xiao know?"

Butler Ran nodded: "This is what I'm most worried about. Master Xiao knew she was not, but he still took her back to Ran's house and gave her complete trust. This woman will destroy Ran's house sooner or later."

One thing he didn't say was that this woman reminded him of Yu Jiang.

It will bring disaster to the Ran family.

Now Ran Yunhua's face turned cold, "Dad, I hope you will say this for the last time. You can see how much the eldest lady has done since she came back to Ran's house. This time to find the missing crew member, How much reputation has been saved for the Ran family? Ask yourself, can you do it? Who else in the Ran family can do it? A group of big men do not have a little girl who is capable, means and courageous, so only by slandering her can I let my heart Feel better, you are my father, I shouldn't speculate on you with the worst malice, but Miss is the person I admire the most in this world, I will not allow anyone to insult her, neither can you, in my heart, she She will always be the eldest lady of the Ran family."

"Also, you have forgotten your identity. As a housekeeper, it is your responsibility to do your own job well. You think you are living a comfortable life, don't you think that you are living a comfortable life?"

Ran Yunhua will not save face for him just because he is his father, he will be confused if he doesn't wake him up, and it will be too late to say anything.

——

Four hundred nautical miles to the east of Nanxi Island, there is a small island with an area half smaller than Nanxi Island. There are a lot of coconut trees and lush vegetation here, which is very suitable for human habitation.

Ming Jing landed on the island at noon the next day, and found that it was much better than she thought, and she was very satisfied.

Jiang Jinchen grabbed the soil, "The soil here is rich in phosphorus lime soil, which is suitable for growing crops and tropical fruits."

This is much better than Nanxi Island. Due to the radiation after uranium mining, the soil of Nanxi Island is poisonous. Not only can no vegetation grow, but people can’t live there for a long time. That’s why Ding Jing asked Qiu Yelang to find a suitable place. The island where they live, let those local people move here.

Qiu Yelang has a lot of money in his hands, and he has more than 300 pirates under his command. It is no problem to build an island, all he needs is time.

This island is not on the southward navigation line, and it will not even be displayed on the navigator. It is really a paradise, and now there are no pirates making trouble. The people living here can be said to be very happy.

Ming Jing returned to Nanxi Island at night, and as soon as she landed on the island, Pingping rushed over, "Sister, grandma, Xuexue..." She jumped out of words as soon as she got up to speak.

Ming Jing held her hand and said softly, "Don't worry, take me to find her now."

Pingping pulled her to run, and soon came to the small house where Ming Jing had been, with shells and wind chimes hanging on the window.

There was a woman coughing violently in the room.

Ming Jing walked in and saw the woman lying on the simple wooden bed. There was a pool of blood on the ground in front of the bed, which was shocking.

"Mother-in-law." Pingping rushed over.

The woman opened her eyes and was stunned for a moment when she saw the girl standing at the door.

That day she just glanced at her from a distance, and didn't see her face, but now at a close distance, that face gave her a very familiar feeling.

The fingers hanging by his side couldn't help but tremble.

She propped herself up and sat up, "Sorry, I still disturbed you."

She speaks Chinese and can no longer hear any accent.

The girl's bright eyes stared at her quietly, as if all her disguises looked so ridiculous in front of those eyes.

She touched her face subconsciously, "Can you allow me to wash my face?"

Before Ming Jing could answer, the woman got off the bed, walked to a corner, picked up a towel hanging on a shelf made of branches, soaked it in water, and wiped her face, neck, and arms bit by bit.

When he faced Ming Jing again, his face was already pale.

Thin eyebrows and almond eyes, very delicate appearance, fair complexion, but revealing a sickly paleness.

Ming Jing looked at the person in front of him and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

And the person opposite was also looking at her carefully, those vicissitudes of eyes seemed to have experienced vicissitudes in an instant, after a long silence, she suddenly said: "May I ask, how old are you this year?"

"I know this question is very abrupt, but..." The woman's eyes were stained with sadness, as if she was recalling something.

"Eighteen years old." The girl opposite replied.

"Eighteen?" the woman murmured, shaking her head bitterly.

She was really in a daze, how could she think it was that child.

The next moment, the girl grabbed her wrist and her fingers landed on her pulse.

"Don't move, I'll take your pulse for you."