Chapter 579: Maternal love is boundless (one more) (2/2)
Gu Xiaoshun’s loud shout came from the yard.
Xiao Jingkong grabbed the sleeve of Queen Mother Zhuang: ”Auntie, let's go eat!”
”I do not want to eat.”
”Grandpa Aunt made brown sugar glutinous rice cakes.”
”I don't want to...”
”I also made honey bean rolls.”
”Do not……”
”There are sweetened eggs.”
The Queen Mother Zhuang turned black and swallowed.
Can you make people feel sad!
Huangfuxian is a patient. Just after he rested, Gu Jiao didn’t wake him up. The rice porridge was heated in the pot, and he could eat it soon after he woke up.
Unexpectedly, waiting for the night, Huang Fuxian still did not wake up.
”Why isn't my little brother awake?” Xiao Jingkong asked in confusion.
”Let me see.” Gu Jiao probed Huang Fuxian's pulse, and touched his forehead. The pulse was normal and his temperature was normal. ”It should just be asleep.”
Huangfuxian was indeed asleep.
He had a dream of returning to the year he was five years old.
The snow in the frontier fortress that year was so heavy that many people died of freezing or starvation at home.
Princess Ning'an took the people and planned to go to the Caishikou of Yecheng to cook porridge.
At the age of five, he hurried over, hugged Princess Ning’an’s leg, and said crisply: ”Mother! Xian'er will go too!”
Princess Ning'an looked at the flying snow outside the house, gently touched his head, and smiled and said, ”The snow is too big, Xian'er will freeze when going out. Xian'er stays at home and waits for her mother to come back. it is good?”
The five-year-old shook his head and said, ”But my mother will freeze to death too!”
Princess Ning'an said softly: ”My mother doesn't know how, my mother wears a lot of clothes.”
The five-year-old puffed up his chest: ”Xian'er can also wear many, many clothes!”
Princess Ning'an laughed softly, took him into her arms, and kissed his small cheek and small forehead: ”Hey, my mother will be back soon.”
After , Princess Ning An put him down, put on the cloak and went out.
He chased to the door with a pair of short legs, and was stopped by his servant without accident.
He has dreamed of scenes like this many times. The next scene is that he pretends to take a nap, sneaks under the stool of the purchased carriage, and hides it, following the carriage smoothly out of the house.
It's just that he was young and he didn't know that not all carriages would go to Niangqin's porridge shed.
The carriage stopped in a strange place.
At this time, the sky was already dark, the coachman went to work, and he got out of the carriage.
Unfamiliar streets and strange crowds, he became flustered.
He began to call his mother aloud.
He doesn't know how long he has called and how long he has left. The hesitation and helplessness that can't find his mother can wake him from a nightmare every time.
It's different this time.
He continued to crash on the street like a headless fly.
The wind and snow got bigger and bigger, he lost his way and unknowingly came to an empty official road with white snow on both sides, endless.
He has no strength, he fell into the snow and can't get up anymore.
Just before he was about to lose consciousness, a gentle and anxious voice sounded over his head, and then he was hugged by a pair of gentle arms.
”Hyuner!”
is a mother-in-law.
He opened his eyes weakly and saw a face full of tears.
”My mother finally found you!”
Princess Ning'an held him tightly in her arms.
He also wanted to hug his mother, but he was frozen.
Princess Ning'an carried him on her back and walked forward braving the harsh wind and snow.
Princess Ning'an fell into the snow countless times, but got up countless times.
”Mother, I'm so cold.”
Princess Ning'an took off her cotton-padded clothes and covered him.
”So sleepy...” he murmured, lying on his mother's back.
Princess Ning'an panted and said: ”Xian'er, don't sleep, mother will take you home.”
Finally, she couldn't walk anymore, she lay on the cold snow.
He was lying on her back, and the heavy snow fell.
She dug out a small hole in the snow below her with her bare hands, and her fingers were **** and **** and bones were visible.
She also took off the jacket, wrapped him with the cotton coat, and put him in carefully.
Then she covered the snow hole with her weak and thin body to block him from the wind and snow.
The biting cold wind slowed her body, and she gradually became stiff.
She used the last strength to say to him: ”Xian'er, I want to live...”
(End of this chapter)