willing to accept

It was very late, but the phoenix mother was not sleepy, holding a thick Sanskrit book, and started to turn from the first page.The book has no cover, the paper is also worn out, and the handwriting is hard to read in the severely worn places. This book was brought by Feng's father from his ancestor's house. It is said to be rare, and he always carries it with him.

The couple didn't know much about Sanskrit, and they read this ancient book with the help of their ancestors before they moved to this place.After all, the phoenix mother still hopes that the stories written in the ancient books are just stories. Now it seems that the stories described in the ancient books are not entirely stories. The Dragon Clan is one of them. The Dragon Clan is powerful and possesses unique skills. If it wasn't for the White Tiger and the Xuanwu Suzaku against the sky, they wouldn't have been suppressed.Compared with the misfortune of the other three clans being exterminated, the dragon clan was only surrendered, not wiped out.This is the source of the Dragon Clan. Because of the change of family background, Mother Feng did not have much energy to study the following content, but now, she has to pick up this book again, because in her reading memory, Feng Qingcheng appeared as a phoenix and a bird. The content of form is also among them.

Mother-of-Phoenix was reading blunt Sanskrit, and there was another so-called dictionary next to it, which was even more blunt and difficult to understand. Thinking of Feng Qingcheng's unbearable pain as if she had been burned just now, Mother-Feng's eyes were still wet.Looking up and looking out of the window, the sky is slightly bright. In summer, the daytime always comes earlier, Mother-of-Feng's vision has begun to blur, and she hears the phone on the table ringing, it is Father-Feng calling.

"Ah."

"I'm going back this afternoon." Feng's father said in a deep voice, and Feng's mother asked, "Don't you want to stay for a few more days?"

"Something happened to one of the old fellows, so everyone dispersed." Feng's father's voice became deeper and deeper, Feng's mother listened carefully, and heard something different, "What's wrong?"

"It is said that my wife has passed away. I will go home first, and then go to him. Has Cheng Cheng returned home these days? I dreamed of her last night." Father Feng was a little emotional. As he got old, he read more and more to his daughter. It's tight, I don't want the child to be too far away.

"I came back yesterday, so let's talk about it when I come back!" Mother Feng was not in a good mood, how should she tell Father Feng about the scene last night.

Mother-in-law hung up the phone and went to Feng Qingcheng's room again. Even though the curtains were drawn, light came in through the curtains. Feng Qingcheng's sleeping position was the same as before, the quilt was kicked away, and she curled up in a ball to sleep. corner of the bed.The phoenix mother walked over to help cover the quilt, and carefully looked at the sleeping person, the silver-white hair roots were very eye-catching.Feng Qingcheng was born beautiful, everyone who has met said so, even enviable, but this hair is where Feng Qingcheng feels inferior. She likes long black hair, but she was born without it.

Mother Feng was concentrating, when Feng Qingcheng suddenly coughed, at first it was just a few weak coughs, then the coughing became louder, Mother Feng reached into the quilt and stroked Feng Qingcheng's back.Feng Qingcheng woke up coughing, her eyes were not fully opened, and she couldn't focus her consciousness. When the coughing sound subsided, Feng Qingcheng rubbed her eyes: "Mom, why did you get up so early?"

Mother Feng took the thermos cup next to her and poured water, and made a gesture to help Feng Qingcheng get up. Feng Qingcheng laughed loudly, got up and said with a smile: "Mom, I'm not a patient, I'll do it myself." Qing Cheng took the water glass and drank it down in one gulp, made a swallowing sound, wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "I want another drink."

Feng Qingcheng drank four glasses of water in a row, and hiccupped at the end. With a gurgling sound, Mother Feng's heart was sour, but with a smile on her face, she patted Feng Qingcheng's head lovingly and said: "Drink slowly, it's time to drink." Do you want to drink? "

"Don't! Don't!" Feng Qingcheng came out empty-handed, wrapped her hands around Fengmu's waist, and rubbed her face against Fengmu's belly, the faint scent of pollen was particularly pleasant.Feng Qingcheng suddenly acted like a spoiled child, and Feng's mother felt even more sad. Her child, why can't she be an ordinary girl and marry someone who can be entrusted to her for life? This scene has already shattered Fengmu's idea, completely shattered.

"How old are you, you still look like a child, don't let it go, get up! What do you want to eat?" Fengmu is usually unsmiling, Feng Qingcheng's coquettishness is almost gone, occasionally once or twice, Either Feng Qingcheng did something wrong to beg for mercy, or she was like this when she just woke up from a sleepy sleep.

"Mom..." Feng Qingcheng's muffled voice came from Fengmu's lower abdomen, and Fengmu's fingers slipped into Feng Qingcheng's hair, massaging for a while, "Well, what's wrong?"

"I'm sorry." After a long time, the person stuck to the lower abdomen uttered three words. Fengmu's eyes became moist instantly, and the intensity of the massage became stronger. Feng Qingcheng didn't know Fengmu's expression at the moment, and continued to murmur: " I'm sorry..." Feng Qingcheng apologized without saying why, but just said three words like this, Fengmu couldn't say a single serious word.

"I'm talking nonsense again. Get up quickly. I'll cook." Mother Feng wanted to ask about what happened last night, but she didn't know how much Feng Qingcheng remembered. If he didn't know, he would have missed it.Mother Feng patted Feng Qingcheng's back lightly. Of course, she also wanted to see Feng Qingcheng's back. Feng Qingcheng avoided Feng Mother's slap, and her clothes were crooked. Her white back was exposed/exposed Come on, everything is normal. If Mother Feng hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she really couldn't believe that the golden wings were really branded on Feng Qingcheng's back last night.

"I want to eat dumplings." Feng Qingcheng got up to fold the quilt, Feng's mother also got up and said: "Okay, I still have the dumplings I made earlier, I'll cook some, your father is coming back tonight." Feng Qingcheng stopped the dumplings in his hand. Action, "Didn't you say you want to play for a few more days?"

"I guess I miss you." Fengmu curled her lips, she felt that she might be too harsh to the child, Lu Qing was right, she should be gentler to the child.Feng Qingcheng laughed and fell on the bed because of Fengmu's words, how could it be possible!Dad thinks she doesn't want to play outside anymore?Mother Feng was also much more relaxed by Feng Qingcheng's smile, twisted her face, and said with a low smile, "You're still laughing, get up quickly."

Mother Feng went out, Feng Qingcheng felt a bit like a dream, mother smiled so beautifully, why did she seldom smile before, in Feng Qingcheng's memory, mother rarely even smiled.Feng Qingcheng folded the quilt, lay down on the bed, picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Feng'er." Long Qingque's voice was a bit hoarse, Feng Qingcheng didn't hear that clean voice, and frowned and asked, "What's wrong with your throat? Do you have a cold?"

"It's okay, I just woke up, you got up?" Long Qingque spoke in a low voice, Feng Qingcheng felt relieved, lying on the bed, her raised calf dangling up and down in the air, and murmured vaguely , Long Qingque asked again: "Why don't you sleep more?" There was pity in the words, and the pity was too much to bring out a sense of anger.

"I guess I missed you." Feng Qingcheng stole what her mother said just now, but she really missed Long Qingque very much, and she has been thinking about Long Qingque since we parted last night. Regarding last night, Feng Qingcheng's memory Staying at Fengmu asked her about Long Qingque, but she didn't answer, what happened after hiding under the quilt... Feng Qingcheng's memory is blurred.

The author has something to say: Mr. Bobo's "husband" is against harmony. Shopkeeper Bai also felt the same when he first called this name. However, considering Long Qingque's status in ancient times, he has always called him husband. Wait for Long Qingque Gradually adapting to modern life, the two have a close relationship, and this title will gradually decrease.

Ripple is right, I really don’t have the time, I just come out with a random cover, and I don’t want to use it if it doesn’t achieve the effect I want, so I can only find time. ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Then, thank you for supporting Shopkeeper Bai's sister paper as always! ~(≧▽≦)/~ la la la!