Shen's face is as funny as a clap.

"Don't break it. Your adoptive father only got me this one. It's a mask made by skillful boy himself. It's said that there are less than three masks left in the world. I can keep them for a long time."

Shen ling'er cocked her nose: "Niang, stingy."

He turned his big eyes on his mother's face, and suddenly approached him and gave him a kiss on Shen Rumei's face.

"Niang, you look good as you are. Don't wear that grimace mask in the future."

Shen Rumei smiles.

Her face is as white as snow and her eyebrows are like painting.

"Niang, you look so good-looking, I also look so good-looking, that father is also more beautiful, isn't he? You say, Dad, what does he look like

Shen ling'er blinks her eyes and looks forward to asking.

Shen Rumei could not help but white his eyes: "181."

"What 181?" Shen ling'er is puzzled.

"This is the 181st time you have asked, and I have answered you one hundred and eighty-one times. No more questions will be asked in the future."

"But mother, the answer you told me is too vague. The adoptive father said," my father is the most beautiful man in the world. Is the man who looks the best is my father? We have been away for several months, but some good-looking men have met, but they are not even as good as their adoptive father. Is the adoptive father my father? " After all, Shen ling'er is still a child. Her words make Shen Rumei cry and laugh.

"Your adoptive father is certainly not your father."

What does my father look like Shen linger asked again.

Shen Rumei is asked.

In fact, she didn't know what the father looked like. She didn't even know who the father was.

The child asked again and again, and she muddled it over.

But as the child grows up day by day, she can't hide it from him for the rest of her life.

"When you see him, you'll know. Don't ask again. It's dark. It's time for you to endorse. From here on, recite it to me."

Shen Rumei picked up the book that had fallen on the ground and was cold.

It was a complete collection of herbs, all handwritten, and she turned to one page.

Shen ling'er's small face broke down immediately. She begged to see Shen Rumei, but Shen Rumei was not moved.

He had to start to recite it slowly:

"ramie root is green, hairy, slightly curved root, mostly born in wasteland and hillside, cold in nature and sweet in taste, which can clear away heat and diuresis, stop bleeding and detoxification..."

The front of the back is still fluent, but after a few lines, it began to stumbling and stumbling.

Shen Rumei knocked the book on the table: "did you eat all the books on your back with snacks?"

Shen ling'er blinked: "Niang, other children as old as me are all reading the Three Character Classic. At the beginning of someone's life, linger will recite it. Why do you always ask me to carry these things? I don't like it."

Shen Rumei: "what do you like? Do you like to climb trees and dig out bird nests to separate mother and son? Do you like to go into the water to catch frogs and kill innocent people? You also like to eat sweet desserts, and then cry to your adoptive father when you have a toothache

Shen ling'er couldn't answer a word when she was asked. She sniffed like she was going to cry.

Shen Rumei doesn't look at him.

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