On New Year's Eve, Ling Chaofeng who had just recovered from a serious illness and stood on the roof with his cloak wrapped around him.

Although in the eyes of his family, he was on the verge of death, he didn't suffer any pain. He only had a long, long dream, in which he dreamt of the Peach Blossom Forest, the Lotus Pond, and a delicate figure.

However, other than this, he was unable to recall anything else. Furthermore, he was also unable to recall whether that figure was related to him or not.

"Father …" The chubby little guy stood downstairs with his head held high, "Father, Little Pei also wants to go to the roof."

Ling Chaofeng lightly jumped down, and looked at the little kid with disdain: "Didn't I already say, you're not allowed to call me dad?"

Aunt Zhang came out from the back door with steaming hot dishes in her hands, and laughed: "You're not calling me father, what are you calling me? This is a child that you picked up yourself, and you're unwilling to get married.

She smiled and called out to Little Pei. "It's so cold in such a high place, go eat delicious food with Grandma. Aunt Susu has brought her little sister here."

Little Pei tugged on Ling Chaofeng's clothes and said, "Daddy is also going. We're going to eat."

Ling Chaofeng bent over and carried the little fellow, purposely saying, "Since you're so fat, you should eat less."

Little Pei pursed his lips, but nodded obediently: "Daddy, Little Pei will eat one mouthful."

Ling Chaofeng softened his heart and kissed her son, "So obedient. Tomorrow morning, your father will bring you to the market to buy candied fruits to eat."

They walked in, the shop was bustling with activity, Susu's family of four brought along their baby, the Uncle Biao was busy cooking, Ershan and Lian Yi returned from the capital and brought the Mrs. Meng over.

Everyone sat together and raised their cups in congratulations. Aunt Zhang laughed: "Why do I feel like it's missing something."

The table full of people looked at each other, without a single missing person. Auntie Chen laughed: "It must be because Ershan and Lian Yi are not married yet, and lost a cup of daughter-in-law tea."

Aunt Zhang smiled at Mrs. Meng: "It's rare for you to come here, since both children are here, I wonder when Ershan will be able to return to the capital. How about we settle the marriage? "I've already prepared everything, come and take a look later."

Although Ershan didn't manage to become the top scholar, he was still an outstanding talent. The Emperor personally bestowed upon the Residence, bestowed him the title of assistant minister in Ministry Of Justice, and after four or five years, became a Minister. His future was truly limitless.

Mrs. Meng had already been willing for a hundred thousand years, but when he heard Aunt Zhang say this, he said, "Do it, do it. Take advantage of their presence to arrange the marriage."

The whole family happily ate their New Year's Eve meal, and after the meal, they set off fireworks at the back door. Looking at the colorful fireworks, Ling Chaofeng's heart inexplicably sank.

He felt as if he had promised someone that he would go to the capital to see the fireworks, but he couldn't remember who.

"Little Pei, be careful..." Suddenly hearing Aunt Zhang's shouts, the three-year-old kid jumped towards the exploding cannon while the adults weren't paying attention.

Ling Chaofeng rushed up, and before the firecrackers could explode, he grabbed the little thing and slapped it a few times on the butt, causing Little Pei to cry out loud.

Aunt Zhang carried the child and said, "Seriously, it's the new year, so a child without a mother is really pitiful. Little Pei is good, but Little Pei won't cry. After mom, grandma will definitely find a mom for you, okay? "

The little guy spasmed for a bit, but then it ran back to Ling Chaofeng's lap. Reaching out to hug its father, Ling Chaofeng put it on his shoulder and rubbed its little butt, "Is it still painful?"

Little Pei whimpered, then said: "Father, Little Pei also wants mother."

Ling Chaofeng laughed: "What do you think mom is?

Little Pei said: "I'll go buy some in town."

"Silly boy …" Ling Chaofeng carried him back to the shop, "It's very late, sleep early.

Xiaowan was unable to sleep soundly, her body was cold and aching. In the morning, when she was still in a daze, she was woken up by a burst of firecrackers. When she saw that it was already dawn, she quickly got up and went to work.

Burning the fire and fetching the water, cleaning the fragments of the firecrackers in the courtyard. The sun gradually brightened, shining a little warmth on his body.

"Xiaowan." The Master Mu opened the door and stood inside the door while wearing his clothes to take care of his daughter.

"Dad, happy new year." Xiaowan ran over and said.

"Alright, alright." Master Mu took out some copper coins. Xiaowan thought that his father wanted to give her new year's money and was feeling happy, but his father said, "Your mother ate until she was full last night and caught cold, so she is very impatient. Go take a look at the town's infirmary, if anyone opens the door, bring her some medicine. More money... Buy yourself something to eat. "

The Master Mu whispered the last sentence. He handed the copper coin to his daughter and reminded her to go back early.

Although she didn't take the New Year's money, she unexpectedly went to the town on the first day of the new year to get medicine. It had been so many years since she went to the town, so she immediately felt happy.

"Come back early and get someone to write you a note saying how much it will cost. If you want to steal the money, I'll cut off your hand." Madam Xu lied down by the window and shouted, "Go quickly!"

Xiaowan returned to the firewood house and changed into a clean cotton-padded jacket. Although the cotton-padded jacket was very thin, and there were flowers inside, and there were a lot of patches on face, it was already the best outfit in Xiaowan for winter.

Her favorite thing was two pieces of red cloth at the bottom.

To go to town, one had to walk ten miles. Xiaowan jogged all the way, sometimes stopping to take a look at the scenery of the mountains in the distance, and then took a deep breath of cold air.

Walking out of the Qingling Village, her heart was especially open. Even though her stomach was still starving, even though her body was still aching, and she was at least satisfied with one good thing.

It was indeed the first day of the new year. The town was bustling with activity early in the morning. As soon as they entered the town, they saw the God of Heaven's worshiping palanquin slowly moving through the streets.

Last year, Baisha County was plagued by snow and water, and Xiaowan's home was also flooded. Later on, as long as it was a new year, the people would pay tribute to the heavens to avoid disaster.

She watched the scene unfold for a while, and then suddenly remembered that she had to get medicine for the Queen, so she went to the infirmary with an old doctor. After hearing what the Xiaowan said, he gave her some medicine and wrote her a note.

When the girl stretched out her hand, her arm was bruised. Looking at her clothes and her thin body, it was really painful.

The old doctor asked Xiaowan to hold back and turned around to give her a small porcelain bottle. He smiled and said, "Ointment to disperse blood stasis and activate blood flow, rub on the wound and heal it quickly. Don't leave the root of your illness lying around."

Xiaowan was startled, she immediately waved her hand and said: "Doctor, I don't have any money."

The old man said, "I don't want money. This is for a good child." He took a red paper bag from the side and handed it over to Xiaowan. "All of the children that come to the clinic today will be given new year's money.

Tears welled up in Xiaowan's eyes as she thanked and thanked the doctor. After properly packing up the items, she took the warm money and went to the market to take a look.

Although the patched up Xiaowan looked like a beggar among the crowd of new clothes pedestrians, she was laughing so brightly and was curious about everything. It had been a very long time since she had been so happy to have someone greet her for a New Year.

By the side of the road, a group of children dispersed with laughter. Each of them held a sweet gourd in their hands as the Xiaowan ran over.

"One string of three coins, two strings of five coins." The young man selling candied fruits happily said, "Miss, how about two?"

He did not expect to save two more coins, so Xiaowan became even happier.

She took out three pieces of money from the red paper bag and changed it to a string of candied fruits. Just as she was about to open her mouth to bite, she saw a chubby little fellow standing beside her, staring pitifully at her … Look at the candied fruits in your hands.

"I want to eat too." The little fellow said in a childish voice, "Little Pei wants to eat candied fruits too."

Xiaowan took a step back, and the little guy turned around and said to the little brother selling candied fruits, "Me too."

The young man patiently said, "Go and find your parents."

Little Pei shook his head: "I've lost father."

He turned around, walked up to Xiaowan and pulled his pants leg, his eyes reddened as beads of tears fell as big as beans, "Little Pei also wants to eat candied fruits …"

Xiaowan hid her candied flakes behind her, but when this little guy cried, her heart would start beating for no reason.

Xiaowan was afraid that she would be seen by the people of the village. She was afraid that if they went back to tell the stepmother, she would be beaten to death.

"Lil 'Bro, can I buy another string? It's a five cent deal, okay?" Xiaowan passed the red paper bag to the person selling the candied fruits and said apologetically, "I only have two coins."

"Sure." The little brother readily agreed, and after smoking a full fruit, he gave it to Little Pei, "Come, little fellow, take this."

Little Pei was overjoyed. With one hand holding onto a candied fruit and the other grabbing onto Xiaowan's leg, Xiaowan didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she said: "Go find your parents."

"Can't find it." Little Pei said.

He happily ate the candied flakes, but one of his hands held onto Xiaowan's leg without letting go.

The Xiaowan had no choice but to bring him to sit at a place on the side of the road that could be avoided by passersby. She had to finish the candied fruits quickly so that no one in the village would see her.

"What's your name? Where's your home? What's your parents?" Xiaowan asked the child as he ate, wondering if he should send him back home later.

"My name is Little Pei." Little Pei replied. He didn't know about anything else.

"How old are you?" Xiaowan asked.

Little Pei extended his hand out towards her, gesturing to three.

The Xiaowan laughed and reminded him, "Eat slowly. Don't make the hawthorn seeds hurt your teeth.

Little Pei ate very quickly. After he was done eating, he continued to stare at the Xiaowan.

"Here you go." Xiaowan had already eaten enough, she handed the rest to him, "Slow down."

At this moment, someone shouted from afar, "Little Pei..."

Little Pei heard it too, and immediately ran towards the sound and shouted: "Father, I'm here."

Xiaowan stood up as well. Seeing that her falling figure had become shorter, she knew that it was already late and had to return home.

Seeing the child in the arms of a man from far away, he was relieved and ran home.

At this side, Ling Chaofeng angrily picked up his son, raised his head, and saw a frail looking figure running away quickly. He was in a trance, as if he had seen this in his dreams.