"Take it, Xiao Jiang."

Lin Wenfang's eyes were full of love: "Auntie has always known that you are a good boy."

She patted his shoulder with her hand, feeling that the small, lonely boy in a wheelchair at the time had grown so tall now. He is not her family's child, but she has watched him grow up. He is better, more sensible and more mature than her family's Lu Miao.

"The sins that Lu Yongfei made in those days has hurt you all your life. Even if I have separated from him, Lu Miao and I will try our best to help you if you need help in the future."

Jiang Haoyue couldn't hear the demarcation in her words.

The sins committed by Lu Yongfei should be repaid by Lu Yongfei; the help of their mother and daughter in the future is only out of affection.

"I understand, Aunt Fang," he smiled at her, "I don't want the money."

The two pushed the red envelope and pulled and pulled for a long time. Jiang Yi, who was sleeping in the inner room, woke up and came out to check the situation with a yawn.

Lin Wenfang saw that Jiang Haoyue would not accept it, but his father would accept it anyway, so he turned around and handed the red envelope to Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi unceremoniously opened the red envelope and took a look inside.

"Jiang Haoyue, why are you standing there stupidly? Hurry up and say New Year's greetings to Auntie."

With a sullen face, he said to his father word by word, "Return the money to her."

"New Year's money is auspicious," Jiang Yi said with a smile: "Isn't it a pity that other people's aunt's heart is like this?"

Jiang Haoyue pushed him hard, and Jiang Yi was pushed to the ground by him.

However, Jiang Haoyue couldn't stand still, and after staggering, the crutches lost focus.

He fell to the ground, his eyes were like a pool of dead water, staring blankly at Jiang Yi.

Lin Wenfang on the side was frightened by the chaos in front of her and took a half step back.

Jiang Haoyue took the red envelope from his father's hand and handed it to Lin Wenfang without saying a word.

She had to take her own money.

...

On the bus back home, Lu Miao was still so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, leaning on his mother's shoulder and dozing off half asleep.

Lin Wenfang couldn't get rid of the previous scene of Jiang's family and Jiang Haoyue's last look.

This boy is a good boy, but he has deep thoughts and is not a good match for Lu Miao.

Besides, his family, his body...

Lin Wenfang touched her daughter's head, feeling that she could never let go of her heart.

"Mom, you can sleep for a while too, we have to sit at the terminal." Lu Miao muttered vaguely.

Last night, because of thinking about things, Lin Wenfang tossed and turned and only slept for a short time. Now her troubles have expanded, and her sleepiness has been completely suppressed.

She has a lot of things to say to her daughter, who is not yet deep in the world. She can't wait to tell her all the truths she understands, so that she can grow into an adult in an instant.

Lu Miao closed his eyes.

The morning sun shone through the girl's hair, she leaned on her mother's shoulder, her little face looked soft and clean.

Lin Wenfang's nose suddenly became sore.

She took her hand on her lap and stroked it gently.

"Miao Miao, mother works hard to make money and create better living and learning conditions for you. You are nothing less than other children."

Her mother's voice was a little strange, and Lu Miao opened her eyes and said to her, "I have no less children than other people. I don't lack anything."

"Mom don't think about it..." She took her mother's arm affectionately.

"Yeah." Lin Wenfang took a little comfort from her, and his tone calmed down a lot.

"Miaomiao," she said, "you are all mother's hope."

Lu Miao looked at her mother.

She closed her eyes tiredly, and murmured in her mouth, "I've been like this for the rest of my life. You must live well, grow up quickly, and you must be successful..."

Lu Miao wanted to say to her mother - Mom, your life is still very long.

She pouted and saw that her mother was really tired, so she swallowed her words again.

The bus continued to drive forward, and soon, Lin Wenfang's breath became long and steady, and she was probably asleep.

Lu Miao, however, did not feel sleepy after listening to her words.

She and her mother will be the ones who will shoulder the family in the future; in the future, when the mother is old, she will carry the family alone.

Indeed, she grew up too slowly.

Lu Miao stared out the car window blankly.

The sights are unfamiliar. Those who were on the same road with them got off at different locations, and strangers picked up at new stops and became new fellow travelers.

She took this bus and went to the unknown road ahead.

She has a mother and Jiang Haoyue, so she is not so afraid.

She has a mother, so she can't be afraid.

Chapter 46 The Sea of ​​Dreams

When Lu Miao was very young, she went back to her hometown with her mother once.

Grandpa was still there at that time, she remembered, it was a golden sunny day. Bougainvillea covered a wall outside the old house. Grandpa was sitting on a rattan chair. When he saw their family of three coming, he called her "Miao Miao" from a distance, with a loud voice.

As a skinny child who loved to be outdoors since childhood, the elders didn't like to see Lu Miao very much. In her impression, only her grandfather liked her the most.

He always liked to pick her up and hold her up high; Lu Miao was not afraid at all, and was made to giggle.

When the family left, Grandpa slowly paced to his room, grabbed a handful of nougat from somewhere and stuffed it into Lu Miao's hand.

It's a pity that was young at the time and didn't remember much. Lu Miao didn't remember more about the pictures of grandfather.

The adults didn't tell her that when they went back to their hometown, they went to see their grandfather for the last time.

Lu Miao knew the news of his death when she saw the black-and-white portrait of her grandfather at her mother's home in the city.

Regrettably, she never said goodbye to him, nor did she give him a stick of incense in a serious manner.