Li Mochou's rebirth and transformation

Looking back, she saw a five or six-year-old girl running in from the kitchen. The girl was wearing dirty coarse clothes, wet on the left and right after being drenched by the rain. All will fall apart.

The little girl ran to He Yan's side, called "Father" obediently, and then climbed onto the kang to grind ink skillfully with her little hands.

Lu Zhanyuan got up and helped Mochou onto the heated kang, and found a place where no water would flow for her to lie down. Li Mochou glanced at the jet-black and shiny pillow on the kang, and widened her eyes.

Without changing his face, Lu Zhanyuan put her head on his lap, touched her forehead, and his dark eyes under the candlelight looked extremely gentle: "Take a break, I won't lose."

Mo Chou nodded, closed her eyes reassuringly, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up, a small skull-like face hung above her head.

Her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

What a little girl, why does she look so scary!

I'm still a little dumbfounded!

Seeing her open her eyes, the girl moved her buttocks a little and waited for her to get up.

Li Mochou sat up and found that the sky had already dawned, and the rain had stopped a long time ago. Occasionally, a few drops of undrained rainwater fell from the house and fell into several broken bowls on the ground, one after another, forming an interesting contrast.

He Yan and Lu Zhanyuan were still sitting on the kang made of straw mats, holding pens in their hands and staring at the formation diagram on the book case, concentrating like an old monk in meditation.

Li Mochou blinked at the blueprints all over the floor, and asked the girl next to her, "Are you done yet?"

The girl shook her head: "Our He family only has one hundred and eight sets of formations, and we can't finish them in a day."

Li Mochou let out an "oh", and her stomach started to growl.

The girl's eyes lit up immediately, and she asked in a low voice expectantly, "Big sister, can you cook?"

Li Mochou smiled proudly: "Yes!"

The girl showed surprise, and excitedly pulled Mo Chou off the kang, and went straight to the kitchen at home.

Li Mochou saw that the kitchen utensils were all available, and she felt proud.

Roll up your sleeves and show off your cooking skills in the kitchen!

The girl was amazed by Mochou's dazzling knife skills, and her eyes were filled with tears of admiration.

Big sister looks amazing!

She must be super delicious!

Ow!

Seeing that Mochou wanted to get firewood, she quickly grabbed it: "Big Sister! I'll light the fire!"

"But there is no fire primer."

The girl ran out and grabbed a lot of drawings on the ground.

Li Mochou showed a satisfied expression that can be taught by a child.

Pour the oil and put the vegetables in the pot. After a lot of tossing, a plate of hot braised green vegetables is served.

The girl held up her chopsticks and looked eagerly at the dishes on the table.

so excited!I want to eat!

Li Mochou stroked the soft fur on the child's head and said, "Let's eat first." The other two men only had the formation diagram in their eyes.

The girl grinned, but Li Mochou silently looked away.

The child's smile was too terrifying.That's all there is to the skeleton's smile.

The girl reverently picked up a piece of green vegetable and put it in her mouth.

After a long while, she put down her chopsticks and said expressionlessly, "Let's eat pickles."

Tears streaming down my face!It turns out that there are people in the world who cook worse than her father!Her young heart has already despaired of this absurd world!

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Li Mochou counted the days.

She had fed the peeled lotus seeds on the boat to Lu Zhanyuan. In order not to be hungry, she got up with the little skull to pick wild mushrooms several times in the morning.

He Yan lives in seclusion on the shore of Tantai Lake all the year round, and no one has been able to break into his farm for more than ten years. A young talent like Lu Zhanyuan who understands metaphysics is really rare in his life, and he can't help but love talent.He's formation method went from shallow to deep, and Lu Zhanyuan's way to break the formation became increasingly difficult. He Yan watched him draw the formation-breaking techniques one by one beside Lu Zhanyuan. His eyes became more and more frenzied.

It was as if he was going to eat Lu Zhanyuan.

Sometimes Li Mochou would have the urge to gouge out his eyeballs—not to mention Lu Lang, who coveted her eyeballs, and would automatically switch to squinting mode when he saw her.

"Little Skeleton," Li Mochou sat under the shade of the locust tree and followed the girl to choose mushrooms, getting muddy with her hands, "Tell me honestly, does your father have eye problems? Strabismus is very serious."

The girl was peeling off the mushroom roots with a small knife in her hand, she raised her face when she heard the words, and I don’t know how many times she corrected her: “I’m not called Little Skull.” After speaking, she lowered her head and carefully chose the mushrooms, “Daddy doesn’t have eye problems , Daddy will be like that when he sees a fool's eyes."

Li Mochou stared at the two braids of the little skull and closed her mouth.

Suddenly, I feel that the days when I can't goug out people's eyes, cut off people's tongues, and kill people at will are so sad.

Hold your breath!

The girl heard a crisp sound of "Kaba" coming from her ear, and looked up, and saw that the small blade in Mochou's elder sister's hand was snapped into two pieces. The child stared blankly for a while, then moved away silently. She took three steps away, and after a while, she quietly removed the mushroom basket.

When they dried up all the mushrooms they couldn't eat, Li Mochou suddenly found that the chrysanthemums in the yard were blooming.

Goose-yellow flower clusters are all over the fence, and it has already entered autumn before you know it.

This flower is in full bloom.

Li Mochou has always liked bright colors, and the large expanses of bright yellow reminded her of the sunflower field where she and Lu Lang first met. It was passionate, unrestrained, brilliant and romantic.

And the little skull sat under the eaves with his arms around his knees, his pointed chin resting on his knees, staring blankly at the big golden patch and whispering: "The chrysanthemums are blooming again, mother has been away from me and daddy for two years."

My honey, that's arsenic——Li Mochou withdrew her finger that was touching Zaoju, and changed the direction to touch the top of Xiaokulou's head.

"Why did your mother leave?"

"I don't know. I don't dare to ask my parents why they left us. Every time I ask him, he will drink all day and all night."

Li Mochou recalled the past when she drowned her sorrows with drinking, but she couldn't imagine the look of that squinting old bookworm suffering from love.She only patted the weak shoulder of the little skull, and the two of them sat quietly on the threshold and looked at the Qingqiu in the courtyard.

As soon as the chrysanthemums bloom, the Double Ninth Festival will soon be ushered in.Li Mochou has never paid attention to these mundane things, and she has no awareness of celebrating the festival with a little skull. She rummaged through the hut and found a few feet of old cloth at the bottom of the box. Her embroidery is first-rate, and it didn't cost much After a while, I made two pillows, one big and one small, with dried curly chrysanthemums. The little skull hugged the pillows and squeezed out a few tears under the noon sun. ugly.

At night, Li Mochou was sleeping soundly, when suddenly there was a wild and unrestrained laughter in the hut, which woke her up.

Opening his eyes and looking to the side, the children side by side were fast asleep and wanted to get up, only to find that half of their bodies were being held down by others.

Her eyes softened, Lu Zhanyuan hugged her and slept unconsciously.His palm wrapped around her hand, and his five fingers still showed a protective posture in his sleep.

She knew that her Lu Lang had won.

He Yan laughed hysterically, seeming overjoyed and sad.Holding the last sketch in his hand, he frantically pushed open the wooden door, the moon and stars were scattered in his eyes, and when he lowered his head, he saw a thin chrysanthemum and autumn.His laughter stopped abruptly.

The moon is gradually covered by clouds.

Li Mochou fell asleep holding Lu Zhanyuan.