My Little Mom is the Richest

Chapter 1295: Memories always want to cry

It was a beautiful night, with a bright moon hanging high in the sky, and a few stars scattered beside it. Looking at it, Jun Riyue remembered last year's Mid-Autumn Festival night. It was a joy that she had never experienced. When I was just entering junior high school, my parents took themselves and Ling Yun to camp. The family set up two small tents, with a fire in the middle, grilling fragrant fish. It was the spoils of the day when Dad took Ling Yun and himself to fight for the whole afternoon. I still remember that there was also such a bright moon in the sky, such a few stars, that day’s father seemed to be very happy, and Mo Lingyun that day did not seem to be usually annoying, and that day’s mother seemed to be particularly gentle to herself, then One day I seem to be dreaming. That day seemed to be very beautiful, even the bonfire was red and lovely. At that time, I was thinking about such a rare scene, I don’t know if it will happen in the future, but now it seems that it will never happen again. What kind of irony is God, at that time, the family was happy, but now he is like a dog of the bereavement. Why? Why is it obviously the same starlight, the same moon, the same bonfire...Wait, in this deep mountain and old forest, no one is inhabited, and he does not make a fire. Where does the fire come from? I was shocked and hurriedly looked for the light source, but saw a fire snake moving in his direction, and the speed was not slow.

The beating firelight in the dark night brought Jun Riyue’s horror. Thinking of the scene in the dream just now, she was shocked: When she escaped from the brothel that day, I was afraid that Xu Zhihan had not left Baihua Town before, so she would make trouble by herself. She must be aware of such a big movement. She will definitely send someone to catch herself again. If it falls into her hands again, I am afraid that it will be immortal forever. Looking at the top of the dark mountain, this black sky is blind, and I don’t know if there will be beasts. If he escaped from the people down the mountain, but was eaten by the beasts, what should I do? Looking at the fire light at your feet, you are actually getting closer, and you can already vaguely see that the government officials on those people have been subdued. Could it be that they were just taken away by them? No, you can never just sit and wait for death. Jun Riyue finally made up his mind, turned and ran towards the top of the mountain. Unexpectedly, when I turned around too hard, I didn't pay attention to kicking a few stones at the foot to the foot of the mountain. This alarmed the group of people. Only someone shouted: "Who? ...to the top of the mountain! Go chase!" A group of people speeded up and marched toward the top of the mountain.

Hearing someone from behind called to stop him, Jun Riyue was so scared that his soul was gone. A deep foot and a shallow foot along the way, I fell and got up, got up and fell down again, I don’t know where the stone rubbed off a piece of my skin, and I don’t know which branch left its mark on my body. , There is only one word in Jun Riyue's mind: Run!

When alstroemeria fly into the house, sit and watch the green bamboo become Qiongzhi.

——Tang Gaopian, "To Snow"

Twelve years later, in winter, Qingxu Palace.

The snow was falling, whitening the jade steps, stone beasts, vermilion walls and green tiles, pavilions, pavilions, and rockery and jade trees. In an instant, the world was vast. As soon as the early dynasty had just dispersed, a number of ministers walked out of the hall one after another, and the servants stepped on the vast white snow to wrap their masters with shawls, hand over the stove, prop up the umbrella, and prepare to leave.

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