395 The Real World 2

The little guy is helping her save money.

Bei Yutang patted his little head and said softly: "Don't worry, my mother will make money. It's no problem to support Xiao Momo. It's good to practice writing on the sand, but after a certain time, you still have to use rice paper. .Writing on different objects will affect the handwriting, especially for such beginners."

Kid Mo nodded, "I understand."

Bei Yutang looked at it was still early, and thought about the sheets and quilt covers in the room. Although they had been washed, they were too tattered. The cloth I bought at the market last time was just right to be used as a quilt.

Kid Mo practiced writing in the yard, while Bei Yutang sat under the eaves, sewing quilts.

The boy Mo looked at his mother from time to time. Seeing that her mother didn't seem to be in trouble, the heart that he had been holding on was slightly relaxed. Since his mother fell ill, he would see her every day. He was really afraid that she would fall asleep like this and never get up again.

In the past, Xiaojiang's mother just couldn't get up. The adults in the village said that she was gone and would not come back.

The boy Mo was afraid, afraid that his mother, like Xiao Jiang's mother, could not sleep.

Fortunately, fortunately, my mother woke up.

Although Bei Yutang was sewing the quilt, she also noticed that the little guy was peeking at him. She didn't know what to do at all, and concentrated on sewing the quilt.

A week later, Bei Yutang sewed two quilts and made two sets of close-fitting underwear for the boy.

The food at home was almost the same. Bei Yutang took the boy Mo to the town one day to buy some food, so that the little boy would not go hungry when she went to work.

Bei Yutang first took the boy to the restaurant to see how the dishes were selling.

This is related to her and kid Mo's future livelihood.

Before they got close to the restaurant, they saw a commotion at the end of the street. A group of luxurious and spectacular teams was walking towards this side, and the people on the street gave way.

Fengyang County is a small place. When did the local people ever see such a big battle, they were all shocked by the imposing and extravagant team.

"Who is this?"

"The battle of this team is nothing more than that of the royal family."

"What kind of big man came to our small Fengyang County?"

"I've never heard of a big man coming."

The onlookers whispered in private one by one.

Bei Yutang held the boy Mo's hand, and also looked at the luxurious team. Her eyes were fixed on the flag at the forefront of the team. The flag on the flag was too familiar to her, and even if it turned to ashes, she would not forget it.

That is the family emblem of the Gu family. They are the Gu family of the Southern Tang Dynasty!

The Southern Tang Kingdom was once a country guarded by her northern family for generations. How many ancestors of their northern family died on the battlefield for the sake of Southern Tang. The northern family is a family, loyal to the country, but what is it?

A charge of 'cooperating with the enemy and betraying the country' made her hundreds of people in the northern family die under the knife.

Her brother was smashed to pieces by Gu Pianran, and there was no bones left.

If this revenge is not avenged, she will be uneasy forever.

This hatred, she will never be at peace.

The boy Mo was dazzled by the battle in front of him, but soon his attention was drawn back by the aura that suddenly became suppressed. The boy Mo raised his head suspiciously and looked at his mother, and found that her eyes were fixed on the carriage.

He looked at the hatred in his mother's eyes, which made the kid Mo feel scared, but under this fear, he was worried.

But under this strong hatred, the boy Mo found a trace of strangeness.

Mother seems to be crying, but also seems to be in mourning.