Quickly wear the beautiful heroine who became a passerby

Fuling slept until ten o'clock. When she woke up, she didn't see An Yisen. She reached out and touched the seat next to her and it was cold, proving that he had already gotten up.

She packed up, opened the door and went out into the yard.

I found the yard was silent.

she shouted.

Meng Jiaotian floated over silently from the side.

"Beautiful sister, you are looking for me."

It is said that ghosts are afraid of sunlight, but Meng Jiaotian in front of him is obviously an exception.

She didn't feel any discomfort standing in the sun.

If there wasn't a shadow next to it, it would really look like a person.

"Well, I'm hungry, you go and cook."

Meng Jiaotian was obviously a little reluctant when she heard this.

She had already turned into a ghost, yet she was still being exploited. However, due to Fuling's tyranny, she dared not object.

Go to the kitchen and cook.

Fuling had nothing to do, so she followed her and stood outside the door watching her cook.

"Meng Jiaotian, why are you not afraid of fire or the sun? Are you really a ghost?"

Meng Jiaotian didn't stop her hands when she heard this.

"Actually, I don't know either. At first I thought you helped me, but now that you say that, it's obviously not the case."

"Of course not. I'm just an ordinary person. How can I help you?"

"Think about it. Do you have anything special on you? Like a jade pendant, jade bracelet, or ring?"

Meng Jiaotian thought about it carefully and it really made her think of it.

She was indeed wearing a pendant with a dragon engraved on it, making the otherwise ordinary pendant look extremely mysterious.

The pendant was given to her by her grandmother and she has been wearing it since she was five years old.

When it was on Fuling's body, she saw an identical one on Fuling's neck.

"This is the pendant you mentioned."

Fuling took the pendant out of her clothes and shook it in front of Meng Jiaotian.

Meng Jiaotian nodded affirmatively.

"Well, that's it."

Fuling took the pendant off her neck, held it in her hand and examined it carefully. She found that there was indeed a dragon engraved on it, but it was hard to see unless you looked closely.

Meng Jiaotian also took out the pendant she was wearing from her clothes.

"Beautiful sister, look at these two pendants, aren't they exactly the same? Even the scratches on the edges are exactly the same."

Fuling took it, put the two pendants together and compared them carefully, and found that they were exactly the same in shape, style and scratches.

It's no exaggeration to say that they are the same piece.

The fact that Meng Jiaotian was able to wear the fragment must be related to this pendant.

I took a look, but couldn't see any difference.

Fuling returned the pendant to Meng Jiaotian and took her own pendant back with her.

While we were talking, breakfast was ready in the pot.

Today's breakfast is meat buns and millet porridge.

This is unique in the village.

After breakfast, Meng Jiaotian was responsible for cleaning up the dishes, while Fuling moved a lounge chair under the big tree in the yard, holding a book and lying on it leisurely.

Meng Jiaotian also thoughtfully prepared milk tea and pastries for her.

This goat milk was exchanged by An Yisen from Uncle Wang's house next door this morning.

When Fuling was drowsy, Meng Mingshuo and Meng Wanqiu came back from school for lunch.

Since An Yisen was not at home, the brother and sister became much bolder.

Seeing that lunch was not prepared, they ran to Fuling.

The brother and sister looked at each other.

Meng Wanqiu put her hands on her hips and pouted in dissatisfaction.

"Mom, mom, wake up, wake up!"

When Fuling heard the noisy sound, she frowned slightly, slowly opened her eyes, and looked at the brother and sister unhappily.

Meeting Fuling's cold eyes, the brother and sister took two steps back uncontrollably.

Meng Wanqiu clenched his hands tightly at his sides and mustered up the courage to look up at Fuling.

"Mom, it's noon!"

"Ok!"

Fuling didn't understand what she meant?

Meng Geshuo covered his stomach and took a step forward, saying righteously.

"I'm hungry."

When Fuling heard what the two said and saw their attitudes, she was so angry that she laughed.

"You're hungry, can't you go to the kitchen and get something to eat?"

"Meng Mingshuo, you're not young anymore. You're already eight years old this year. You can't expect me to serve you anymore."

"And you, Meng Wanqiu, what do you want to eat? The kitchen has everything. Just make it yourself..."

Meng Mingshuo and Meng Wanqiu were scolded by Fuling so badly that they couldn't even raise their heads.

In the past six months, they have become accustomed to having everything provided for them.

After hearing what Fuling said today, the two of them felt frightened and didn't understand what she meant.

Meng Mingshuo's mind works quickly.

He pinched the hem of his clothes helplessly and looked at Fuling tentatively.

"Mom, don't you want us anymore?"

Fuling looked at the two of them quietly without saying a word.

When the brother and sister saw that Fuling didn't say anything, their hearts suddenly tightened.

I have a bad feeling.

Children from poor families have to grow up early. Although Meng Wanqiu is only six years old this year, she still remembers what kind of life she and her brother lived half a year ago.

Every day I have no clothes to wear and no food to eat.

I often go hungry one day and eat one meal a day.

I finally have new clothes to wear and enough food to eat.

She never wanted to go back to the life she had before.

She was afraid that Fuling would really abandon them, so she stretched out her little hand and tightly grasped Fuling's sleeve, looking at her pleadingly.

"Mom, I will be obedient. I eat very little and I can skip school... Can you please not chase my brother and me away?"

Meng Mingshuo clenched his fists, pursed his lips, and stood there in a daze.

Compared to his younger sister, Meng Mingshuo has a more profound memory of what happened six months ago.

Most villagers in the village would take the initiative to give the brother and sister something to eat so that they would not starve to death.

But among those who were adopted, Fuling was the first one.

The past six months have been like a dream to him.

But now the dream seems to be waking up.

If he had never had it, Meng Mingshuo would not be so unwilling.

but……

If they left home, they would not be able to go to school.

"Mingshuo, Wanqiu, I hope you can remember what I'm going to say next."

Seeing Fuling's expression suddenly become serious, the brother and sister perked up.

"Mom, you said it, we will definitely keep it in mind."

"I won't chase you away. You can still live at home, but you have to work. I don't want to keep idle people at home. Do you understand?"

Meng Mingshuo nodded hurriedly.

"Yeah, I understand."

Meng Wanqiu also nodded.

"Mom, I remember this. From now on, I'll light the fire and my brother will cook."

"Okay, then from now on, today's lunch will be left to you two, brother and sister."

The brother and sister entered the kitchen one after another.

Meng Jiaotian floated to Fuling and stood next to her.

"Can we let them cook?"

Fuling picked up the milk tea beside her, took a sip, and said nonchalantly.

"Sure, why not?"

These brother and sister are not as simple as they seem.

In Meng Jiaotian's opinion, the brother and sister are weak and unable to take care of themselves.

But in Fuling's opinion, it is just the opposite.

You should know that rural children can help with housework at the age of five, and can make fire and cook at the age of six or seven.

What’s more, Meng Mingshuo and Meng Wanqiu are such smart children.

Cooking is just a piece of cake for them.