Chapter 2491: 2491
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The next day, the door was sealed by heavy snow.
When Mo Lingwei gets up, she vaguely hears the laughter outside. She opens the window in the backyard and sees that the red plum tree is covered with snow. Under the red plum tree, the snow covers everything.
There was only a small wooden card standing up.
The cold wind suddenly poured in from the window. Seeing this, bao'er quickly walked over and closed the window again, leaving only a small crack: "Miss, it's getting colder and windy, so you can't catch cold. This room also needs ventilation. Just open a small crack."
Mo Ling Wei nodded, sat at the table, looking at the delicate rich breakfast on the plate, said: "I have no appetite, I can't eat so much."
"Young master and young lady are coming to have breakfast with you." Bao'er said with a smile: "this is from the same place as me. I saw two Snowmen on the way, so I went to play."
Bao'er neatly folded the bedding, looked at a small wet mark on the pillow, smoothed the sheet as if he didn't see it, took a new pillow cover from the cupboard and put it on...
just as he said that, he heard the sound of laughing. Si Yufei ran in, holding a small animal made of snow in his hand, and spread it on Mo Lingwei's face Before: "aunt, I do, good-looking?"
"Good looking, this little white rabbit is really like it." Mo Lingwei touches Siyu's face.
Xiuer strode to catch up with Siyu and frowned: "you've been running all the way in the cold wind. Your clothes are cold. Don't get too close to your aunt. She's weak."
Siyu quickly stepped back and climbed onto the high bench with his small arms and legs. He sat upright and put a piece of cake in the bowl, chattering.
One would say how beautiful the fireworks were last night, another would say how delicious the rice wine was last night, and another would say how funny it was to make a snowman...
Mo Lingwei looked at her quietly with a smile on her face, as if she wanted to see her in her heart.
Xiuer knows that Mo Lingwei never talks about food and sleep. She wants to make Siyu shut up. But she looks up and sees that Mo Lingwei seems to be listening very seriously. She drops her head and eats breakfast in a bowl.
After dinner, Siyu and Xiuer are going to study. Mo Lingwei sends them to the door.
Mo Siyu turned his head and suddenly said, "aunt, I overheard my father Shuai talking to his mother yesterday. Who is my uncle? Is he dead? "
Mo Lingwei, "...
Mo Lingwei's little face turned white in a flash.
Xiuer scolded: "Siyu, you haven't met your uncle. Don't talk nonsense."
Mo Lingwei's body shakes and raises her hand to hold the door frame. "My uncle is my aunt's husband. He... Died to save my aunt!"
The child's concept of death is not too clear, and asked: "that uncle will live?"
Mo Lingwei:...
Mo Lingwei just felt that her heart was involved and she was about to suffocate.
Before she could answer, Xiuer dragged Siyu away: "aunt, Siyu is not sensible and likes to talk. Aunt, don't take it to heart."
Mo Lingwei nodded and stood at the door, looking at the back of the two children leaving, with mixed feelings in her heart.
People can't come back to life after death. How can Shaojin live.
Maybe it was too cold and Mo Lingwei was ill again...
after the Lantern Festival, Mo Lingyuan went to Yuncheng again.
Chu Yunyao stays in Jincheng and helps Mo Lingyuan deal with the affairs of Jincheng. She takes care of the young commander's house, trains her children and takes care of Mo Lingwei. She is too busy to do anything about it.
Mo Lingwei's body is getting worse and worse day by day.
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The next day, the door was sealed by heavy snow.
When Mo Lingwei gets up, she vaguely hears the laughter outside. She opens the window in the backyard and sees that the red plum tree is covered with snow. Under the red plum tree, the snow covers everything.
There was only a small wooden card standing up.
The cold wind suddenly poured in from the window. Seeing this, bao'er quickly walked over and closed the window again, leaving only a small crack: "Miss, it's getting colder and windy, so you can't catch cold. This room also needs ventilation. Just open a small crack."
Mo Ling Wei nodded, sat at the table, looking at the delicate rich breakfast on the plate, said: "I have no appetite, I can't eat so much."
"Young master and young lady are coming to have breakfast with you." Bao'er said with a smile: "this is from the same place as me. I saw two Snowmen on the way, so I went to play."
Bao'er neatly folded the bedding, looked at a small wet mark on the pillow, smoothed the sheet as if he didn't see it, took a new pillow cover from the cupboard and put it on...
just as he said that, he heard the sound of laughing. Si Yufei ran in, holding a small animal made of snow in his hand, and spread it on Mo Lingwei's face Before: "aunt, I do, good-looking?"
"Good looking, this little white rabbit is really like it." Mo Lingwei touches Siyu's face.
Xiuer strode to catch up with Siyu and frowned: "you've been running all the way in the cold wind. Your clothes are cold. Don't get too close to your aunt. She's weak."
Siyu quickly stepped back and climbed onto the high bench with his small arms and legs. He sat upright and put a piece of cake in the bowl, chattering.
One would say how beautiful the fireworks were last night, another would say how delicious the rice wine was last night, and another would say how funny it was to make a snowman...
Mo Lingwei looked at her quietly with a smile on her face, as if she wanted to see her in her heart.
Xiuer knows that Mo Lingwei never talks about food and sleep. She wants to make Siyu shut up. But she looks up and sees that Mo Lingwei seems to be listening very seriously. She drops her head and eats breakfast in a bowl.
After dinner, Siyu and Xiuer are going to study. Mo Lingwei sends them to the door.
Mo Siyu turned his head and suddenly said, "aunt, I overheard my father Shuai talking to his mother yesterday. Who is my uncle? Is he dead? "
Mo Lingwei, "...
Mo Lingwei's little face turned white in a flash.
Xiuer scolded: "Siyu, you haven't met your uncle. Don't talk nonsense."
Mo Lingwei's body shakes and raises her hand to hold the door frame. "My uncle is my aunt's husband. He... Died to save my aunt!"
The child's concept of death is not too clear, and asked: "that uncle will live?"
Mo Lingwei:...
Mo Lingwei just felt that her heart was involved and she was about to suffocate.
Before she could answer, Xiuer dragged Siyu away: "aunt, Siyu is not sensible and likes to talk. Aunt, don't take it to heart."
Mo Lingwei nodded and stood at the door, looking at the back of the two children leaving, with mixed feelings in her heart.
People can't come back to life after death. How can Shaojin live.
Maybe it was too cold and Mo Lingwei was ill again...
after the Lantern Festival, Mo Lingyuan went to Yuncheng again.
Chu Yunyao stays in Jincheng and helps Mo Lingyuan deal with the affairs of Jincheng. She takes care of the young commander's house, trains her children and takes care of Mo Lingwei. She is too busy to do anything about it.
Mo Lingwei's body is getting worse and worse day by day.
As the days go by, after the severe cold, the flowers bloom in spring www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
The next day, the door was sealed by heavy snow. When Mo Lingwei gets up, she vaguely hears the laughter outside. She opens the window in the backyard and sees that the red plum tree is covered with snow. Under the red plum tree, the snow covers everything. There was only a small wooden card standing up. The cold wind suddenly poured in from the window. Seeing this, bao'er quickly walked over and closed the window again, leaving only a small crack: "Miss, it's getting colder and windy, so you can't catch cold. This room also needs ventilation. Just open a small crack." Mo Ling Wei nodded, sat at the table, looking at the delicate rich breakfast on the plate, said: "I have no appetite, I can't eat so much." "Young master and young lady are coming to have breakfast with you." Bao'er said with a smile: "this is from the same place as me. I saw two Snowmen on the way, so I went to play." Bao'er neatly folded the bedding, looked at a small wet mark on the pillow, smoothed the sheet as if he didn't see it, took a new pillow cover from the cupboard and put it on... just as he said that, he heard the sound of laughing. Si Yufei ran in, holding a small animal made of snow in his hand, and spread it on Mo Lingwei's face Before: "aunt, I do, good-looking?" "Good looking, this little white rabbit is really like it." Mo Lingwei touches Siyu's face. Xiuer strode to catch up with Siyu and frowned: "you've been running all the way in the cold wind. Your clothes are cold. Don't get too close to your aunt. She's weak." Siyu quickly stepped back and climbed onto the high bench with his small arms and legs. He sat upright and put a piece of cake in the bowl, chattering. One would say how beautiful the fireworks were last night, another would say how delicious the rice wine was last night, and another would say how funny it was to make a snowman... Mo Lingwei looked at her quietly with a smile on her face, as if she wanted to see her in her heart. Xiuer knows that Mo Lingwei never talks about food and sleep. She wants to make Siyu shut up. But she looks up and sees that Mo Lingwei seems to be listening very seriously. She drops her head and eats breakfast in a bowl. After dinner, Siyu and Xiuer are going to study. Mo Lingwei sends them to the door. Mo Siyu turned his head and suddenly said, "aunt, I overheard my father Shuai talking to his mother yesterday. Who is my uncle? Is he dead? " Mo Lingwei, "... Mo Lingwei's little face turned white in a flash. Xiuer scolded: "Siyu, you haven't met your uncle. Don't talk nonsense." Mo Lingwei's body shakes and raises her hand to hold the door frame. "My uncle is my aunt's husband. He... Died to save my aunt!" The child's concept of death is not too clear, and asked: "that uncle will live?" Mo Lingwei:... Mo Lingwei just felt that her heart was involved and she was about to suffocate. Before she could answer, Xiuer dragged Siyu away: "aunt, Siyu is not sensible and likes to talk. Aunt, don't take it to heart." Mo Lingwei nodded and stood at the door, looking at the back of the two children leaving, with mixed feelings in her heart. People can't come back to life after death. How can Shaojin live. Maybe it was too cold and Mo Lingwei was ill again... after the Lantern Festival, Mo Lingyuan went to Yuncheng again. Chu Yunyao stays in Jincheng and helps Mo Lingyuan deal with the affairs of Jincheng. She takes care of the young commander's house, trains her children and takes care of Mo Lingwei. She is too busy to do anything about it. Mo Lingwei's body is getting worse and worse day by day. As the days go by, after the severe cold, the flowers bloom in spring www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
