Pastoral female gangster: grab a village owner to be her husband

Looking around, I saw an old woman holding a broken bowl with a hole in her hand, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind.

Could it be that the old woman in front of me saved him when he was killed?

Um!This must be the case. Sure enough, the backyard of the ancient palace was not easy to mess with, but I don't know whose house I have crossed into.

Cuiniang held the medicine bowl in her hand, and seeing Qian Duoduo's slit-like eyes slowly opened a little, she excitedly put the medicine bowl on the broken low cabinet next to the bed: "Duodu, you're awake!" said He sat down on the bed, but she helped him up.

Duoduo saw the old woman's simple face, and smiled: "Thank you, Madam, for saving my life...!"

The expression on Cuiniang's face changed suddenly, first she was shocked, then sad, and then burst into tears: "My poor baby... what's wrong with you? You don't even know your mother?"

As Cuiniang said, she reached out and touched Duoduo's fat face.

At this time, Qian Duoduo had already ignored the pain from the rough calluses on his big hand, and his whole mind was on what Cuiniang just said.

mother……?

The old woman in front of her said she was the mother of her own body?

Qian Duoduo thought of this, looked around the house, and then looked at the tearful old woman after a while: "Mother... where are we?"

Qian Duoduo once again thought of what the man said before time travel. Although it might be a dream, she wanted to believe in the only dream in that desolation and despair. Mother?

Maybe the place where they live now is not their home at all?

Thinking of this, Duoduo once again ignited hope.

"Duoduo, this is our home? Have you really forgotten everything?"

When Qian Duoduo heard this, he was suddenly taken aback and fainted...

"Duoduo...what's the matter with you?"

Cuiniang's originally sad mood suddenly collapsed the moment Duoduo fainted again: "Duoduo...don't seek death anymore...Duoduo...!"

Duoduo closed her eyes, and could hardly accept everything in front of her eyes, but when she heard Cuiniang's heart-piercing crying, her heart suddenly warmed up, mother?What a strange word, Qian Duoduo has never called this word in her life, let alone been loved by her mother, her mother died since she was born, and after her father died, she never even called her father.

Apart from her grandfather, Qian Duoduo has never enjoyed any other family affection.

The woman's anxious voice continued, Qian Duoduo finally relented, slowly opened his eyes, looked at Cuiniang, whose eyes were red from crying, and smiled: "Mom, I'm fine, I was just joking with you." !"

Cuiniang stared, seeing that Duoduo really opened her mouth and smiled, she was relieved, but felt very sad about Duoduo's loss of memory.

"Come on, drink the medicine!"

In a blink of an eye, seeing that the soup in the medicine bowl on the low cabinet was almost cold, he immediately picked up the medicine bowl and said.

Qian Duoduo looked at the pitch-black medicine bowl, his head began to sweat, what a disgusting thing?

But after glancing at the old woman's old face, a little sweetness appeared in her heart again. Is this the feeling of being a mother?

Thinking that the woman in front of her had worked so hard, Duoduo closed her eyes, forget it, it was a matter of one breath.

Taking the medicine bowl in Cuiniang's hand, Duoduo closed her eyes: "Gulu Gulu...!" She drank it all in one gulp, but bitter taste suddenly appeared in her mouth after she finished drinking.

Frowning, it was a bit more bitter than Huanglian, "It's so bitter...!" When he said this, Duoduo himself didn't realize that there was a hint of coquettishness in his tone.