The layered routine of vest essence

"Wake up, come here." Jian Mingya patted the sitting vine, calling for the elf who didn't know where to go.

A small branch branched out from the vine, and a beige flower bloomed on it, and a small silver elf poked its head out of the flower.

"Have you made up your mind?"

Jian Mingya nodded and said: "I want to have a chat with Lingling and settle Pang Jiao's matter by the way." It seemed that she knew the woman's name, so she didn't want to call her Lingling's mother.

If Taozi were here, she would have already raised her head with a worried face, but Xing simply nodded and pulled her into the familiar darkness.

"Wait here for Lingling's dream." The flower in Xing's hand floated up, spreading a soft mist.

At dusk, the tired Pang Jiao went home holding Lingling's hand.

"Mom, let me ask you, did you go to work well today?" Li Lingling was bouncing around while walking, and Pang Jiao, who was a bit fat, held her firmly.

It's a pity that Pang Jiao was very stable on the surface, but her heart was heavy. When she heard her daughter's seemingly joking but also serious questioning, she could only forcefully smile and said: "Mom is working hard all day, if you don't believe me, go ask Aunt Wang next door! "

Lingling sighed like a little adult, and patted her mother's arm on tiptoe: "When I make a lot of money in the future, my mother can play whatever mahjong she wants!"

"Well, um...what would Lingling want to eat tonight?" Pang Jiao secretly regretted that she couldn't control her hand, and seeing her daughter's innocent smile, she could only change the subject stiffly.

"Can I eat shrimp?"

"Okay, you will watch TV at home later, and mom will go buy it."

After bringing his daughter home, Pang Juan turned on the TV, told his daughter not to open the door at will, and then left the room alone.

She held an old mobile phone in her deformed and fat hand due to work, and pressed the wrong key again and again, and finally typed tremblingly: "Husband, can you send us some more money?"

Soon a phone call came, and Pang Jiao walked quickly to a telephone pole at an intersection and picked up the phone.

"Hey……"

"What's the matter with you, Pang Jiao, didn't I just call you last week for my daughter's living expenses?" The male voice on the other side of the phone was full of impoliteness and impatience, "Did you go to that place again, let me tell you You can't get rid of this problem, I will take Lingling away next time I come back."

"No, really not!" Pang Jiao explained in a panic, "It's because the school is going to take some kind of cram school. You also know that I can't make much money from work, and I can't do anything to my children!"

"Really?" The male voice asked suspiciously, his background sound was filled with the laughter of another child, and a gentle voice called him to eat.

"Really!" Pang Jiao clenched her hem tightly with her hands and gritted her teeth.

Seemingly in a hurry, the man hung up the phone without asking any more questions, and soon Pang Jiao's mobile phone received a notice to transfer 1000 yuan.

She breathed a sigh of relief, slapped her right hand violently, and hurriedly went to the vegetable market to buy shrimp for Lingling.

In the room, Lingling looked boredly at the transformed little fairy on TV, her eyes full of melancholy that did not match her age.

"Mom, she lied to me again..." She muttered in a low voice, "If she had gone to work in the afternoon, why would she pick me up so late? Obviously Ah Hua's mother came early, I've already asked."

Watching the little fairy on TV who waved her magic wand and helped other children realize their wishes, Lingling collapsed on the peeling sofa and shouted loudly: "If only I were a little fairy! "

Kindergarten children really don't have much homework, and Lingling doesn't have any extra cram schools. They eat, take a bath, watch TV for a while, and they are urged to go to bed by Pang Jiao not long after the genius is dark.

The little child already had the idea of ​​being considerate to her mother, and seeing her mother's apprehensive eyes, Lingling thought about it but still didn't tell her what she already knew.

"Just treat it as my little secret."

……

Seeing Lingling gradually falling asleep, Xing turned around without expression and left, Jian Mingya followed behind him belatedly.

"I won't go in to accompany you in this dream, Lingling will wake up by herself in the morning."

Jian Mingya nodded understandably, and nervously pushed open the door that belonged to Lingling's dream.

If we talk about the dreams of Lingling and Zhou Shuang, it must be that the dreams of the older Zhou Shuang are more realistic. In addition, living in an environment without entertainment items for a long time, what she dreams of is nothing more than the ones in her own home. One corner and endless knowledge learned every day.

Lingling's dream perfectly fits the fantasy world of childhood, and is even more imaginative than ordinary children.

As soon as Jian Mingya entered, she found herself stepping on the soft cotton candy. Looking around, she saw an extremely vast fairy tale world——

The ground is made of soft cotton candy, covered with candy canes and pebbles with strange flavors, surrounded by a stream of sweet milk running jubilantly, and there are delicious-looking braised fish jumping in it, one by one Red-hot prawns and crabs were fighting back and forth on the surface of the stream.

On the right of Jian Mingya is a huge candy house, just like the fairy tale book, with a roof made of biscuits, a chimney of candy, windows of mints, and the little flowers in front of the door are sweet lollipops.

The skirt on her body returned to its original shape at some point, and Jian Mingya, who was holding the big skirt, looked at the cheerful creek, hesitated for a moment, and chose to continue walking.

During the period, I passed the three little pigs who were arguing about how to build a house, Little Red Riding Hood who was fighting hand-to-hand with the big bad wolf, and the old witch who was beaten all over her head by the pea girl with the peas from Plants vs. Zombies...

Jian Mingya looked at her child's rich inner world, and her heart turned into a puddle of water.

It seems that she is thinking day by day and dreaming at night. Lingling is standing in the forest at this moment, waving a magic wand with the fairy whose face cannot be seen clearly, trying to learn a difficult spell one by one.

She ran around excitedly in the dream, and Pang Jiao, who was dressed as a queen, sat on a stake by the forest and cheered for Lingling from time to time.

In the dream, except for the owner of the dream, all other supporting roles are just conceived fixed thoughts.

Jian Mingya suddenly had an urge, she wanted to rush over and hold this little angel whom she had never met tightly in her arms, and tell her her thoughts and guilt.

And she did.

For the first time, the young and beautiful bride put down the box in her hand, and rushed over with her skirt, holding the girl with a fairy crown and a magic wand tightly in her arms.

"Hey, what a beautiful big sister, are you also Lingling's dream?" Lingling was not surprised when she saw herself being swooped by, but instead asked logically in her dream.

"You know this is in a dream?"

Lingling nodded seriously: "I guess this is a dreamland built by fairies. My mother and many friends are here to play with me."

"But I haven't seen you." Lingling doesn't look like a kindergarten child at all, her articulate and logic are much better than Zhou Shuang who is already in primary school, "Which storybook are you from, I want to dream of you tomorrow .”

Jian Mingya blinked her eyes, held back her tears, and said to Lingling: "I am actually a magic fairy, and I want to test whether you have the qualifications to become the next fairy."

"Wow, isn't the magic fairy very powerful? A wish can come true with a wave of the magic wand?" Lingling waved the magic wand in her hand, and many chocolate bars grew instantly on the ground in the dream.

"It's powerful, but it's also difficult. Does Lingling have confidence?"

"Have--"

Jian Mingya pulled Lingling aside, sat on the flat grass, and put the limp little girl in her arms.

"Let me test you with some simple questions first, where did your father go?"

Just the first question made Lingling wrinkle her face, and her mouth was raised high: "Mom said that Dad has other children to take care of, and it is enough for her to take me."

Is it a scumbag again?Jian Mingya's face darkened, but her tone was still gentle.

"Then do you know what mother's job is?"

"She and A'hua's mother are both in the same factory, and I went to play." Lingling sighed like a little adult, "It's a pity that there are some bad aunts in there that I can't drive away."

"Have you contacted Dad?"

Lingling thought for a while, but she wondered why this magical fairy kept asking her about her parents, and she replied: "We also often talk on the phone, and he told me to take good care of my mother, don't let her play with those bad aunts, and don't go to Play majiang."

Thinking of this incident, Lingling took a deep breath and let out a long breath, "If I have money in the future, I will let my mother play, but now my mother is very unhappy after going out to play, and I am also very unhappy .”

Jian Mingya touched Lingling's soft hair with some distress, "Have you ever thought about complaining about your parents?"

Lingling turned around and said to her seriously: "I will always love my parents, whether they are by my side or not, I know I must be their little baby."

"What if your daddy has bad aunts too? He's got other little darlings too."

Lingling was a little conflicted, but she still said generously: "Oh, anyway, I don't mind having one more sibling, anyway, I'm good at taking care of people."

Jian Mingya raised her right hand to cover her cheek, felt the tears gradually moisten the glove, and continued with a somewhat hoarse voice, "What if your father hurt your mother?"

"Then find the police uncle."

Lingling replied so naturally and without thinking. In her young world, it had formed its own logic, even as tolerant as the blue sky.

The heavy stone in her heart seemed to fall to the ground suddenly, Jian Mingya let out a long breath, hugged the hot little dumpling and stood up, put her forehead against hers, and said seriously:

"You are qualified, little friend Li Lingling, you are the new magic fairy!"

"Really!" Lingling suppressed the joy in her heart, and her animal-like intuition let her know that the sister in front of her had many sad things in her heart.

She patted Jian Mingya on the shoulder like a little adult, and didn't care that Jian Mingya's unfamiliar way of hugging made her panic. Instead, she said to her seriously: "If I become a new magic fairy, my first Can this wish make you happy every day?"

Jian Mingya also noticed that her own posture was wrong, she put Lingling on the ground in a panic, and showed an extremely warm smile.

"As long as Lingling grows up healthy and healthy, then I will be happy every day."

Lingling nodded in satisfaction, and asked expectantly: "Then how do you become a magic fairy?"

Jian Mingya also pretended to be serious and nodded: "Well, we are the fairies of the dream, as long as you enter the dream, make a wish loudly to the stars in the sky, and wave the magic wand in your hand, the wish will come true."

"But I believe Lingling also knows that the water in the cup must be drunk, and we magic fairies can't make wishes casually."

Lingling nodded, waved her magic wand excitedly, and shouted at the blinking stars in the sky: "I want my mother to be happy every day—"

"Lingling! It's time to get up!"

Pang Jiao violently lifted her daughter's quilt, pulled off her pajamas that exposed her belly with one hand, and pinched her daughter's small round face with the other.

"Mom!" Lingling woke up quickly today, with an excited look on her face, "Aren't you happy!"

Pang Jiao looked at the witty ghost's daughter inexplicably, and couldn't help laughing: "Happy, happy, get up and go to class!"

"Oye, magic fairies are real!"

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In the mist, Jian Mingya hugged her exquisite dressing box and said to her: "She wished me happy every day, twice."

"This blessing... is really wonderful."