Author: Kindergarten leader

Chapter 20 Mother

"What kind of [price] will there be on his body?" Chen Yu glanced at the unconscious Mo Qingchu.

Immediately afterwards, she felt her back started to feel a little itchy.

So, she habitually raised her hand to scratch, starting from her neck and gently scratching all the way to her upturned buttocks.

Feng Yun looked at Chen Yu's movements and immediately said worriedly: "Junior sister, you..."

Chen Yu smiled and said: "No, senior sister, I just scratch it out of habit. My [price] has not yet reached the point of onset."

Hearing this, Feng Yun nodded and breathed a long sigh of relief.

They are already second-level practitioners and have long been accustomed to the [price] on themselves.

But they are still unable to do it, ignoring the people they care about, and they show the [price].

I will still worry and feel distressed.

Chen Yu looked at Feng Yun and said: "Senior Sister Feng, what kind of [price] do you think Mo Qingchu will be?"

After the path of spiritual practice of the human body is opened, the [price] will be reflected in the physical body sooner or later.

Generally speaking, [price] is divided into two types.

One kind relapses every once in a while and will torture you. Chen Yu is this type.

One is permanent, such as [Medicine King Li Tianshu] who created [Medicinal Bath]. His legs quickly shrank and became a cripple sitting in a wheelchair.

Moreover, the [price] cannot be recovered.

No matter how high your level is, or how powerful the elixirs, materials, and treasures you take, they all have no effect.

In Shen Yu's view, Mo Qingchu brought [Mo Zong] back to him by himself.

In other words: He is mine!

The round-faced girl sincerely hopes that the severity of the [price] for this future junior brother can be smaller.

"But, it depends on each person's luck."

Chen Yu felt that Mo Qingchu was not very lucky.

"He is like being targeted by the evil cultivators of [Tai Shang Wang Qing Dao]."

"The other party probably wants to kill him in his dreams."

"And it's his brother's body that he's occupying. Use his brother's hands to kill him!"

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Mo Qingchu, who was unconscious, had a long, long dream.

Rather than saying it was a dream, it was better to say that he experienced the feeling of memory fusion again.

When he first crossed over, his forehead was touched by the black mist-like evil spirits, and he passed out.

In the process of passing out, the two souls began to merge, and the two memories also began to merge.

On Earth, many of his childhood memories have long been forgotten, but now he remembers them clearly.

Mo Qingchu in the mortal world, every bit of his life has become vivid in his mind.

This kind of experience actually happened again, but he didn't resist it too much.

Because there are always some good memories.

And some people...can only exist in memory.

He "saw" his mother in this body again.

That woman who worked as a maid in a wealthy family for a while knew Braille.

Mo Qingchu was named after her.

Mo Qingchu, Mo Qing.

——It is rare to be confused in life.

This is a woman's expectation for her child, hoping that he will not be too persistent in anything and not live too hard.

Compared with her mother in that life on earth, she can be said to be two extremes.

Mo Qingchu on earth is actually an illegitimate child.

His birth was just a ploy by that woman.

She knows that people will age and the novelty will fade away. No matter how much she changes her tricks, she will always get tired of it one day.

Only by having the other person's flesh and blood can you always have enough food and clothing.

She gave birth to him just so that there would be living expenses and child support in her bank card every month.

That man had indeed never treated the mother and son badly in terms of money.

But that's all.

As a so-called wild species, one can imagine his growth experience.

When filling in his parents' contact information at school, he didn't know how to fill in his father's column, and he didn't dare leave his mobile phone number.

He lived a numb life, and later became obsessed with extreme sports.

At first, he deliberately played these things to attract his mother's attention and to see her worry about his safety.

Indeed, she was worried, very worried.

But he later learned that it was because he was a "meal ticket". If he died one day, the money that would arrive in his bank card every month might no longer be there.

"How the hell didn't I get shot against the wall?" he often thought.

At this moment, in this semi-chaotic and semi-conscious state, he "greedily" "watched" the memory of Mo Qingchu in the mortal world.

He saw the winter of that year again, the winter many years ago.

The winter of that year was particularly cold for some reason.

It's not even the twelfth lunar month of winter yet, but there's a biting cold.

Thick clothes alone were not enough, so the woman began to sew hats for her two sons to keep out the cold.

She makes a tiger head hat that even covers the ears to prevent frostbite.

At the same time, it also has a beautiful meaning.

It's just that the woman's hands are not very skillful. She wanted to make two identical tiger head hats. As a result, the two hats cannot be said to be exactly the same, they can only be said to be completely unrelated.

After it was done, the woman let the brothers choose.

At that time, Mo Shuli, who was still young, had already started to show symptoms of his eye disease. He could see things more and more clearly, but he was far from blind.

In the end, little Mo Qingchu preferred the tiger hat with crooked ears, while little Mo Shuli liked the crooked nose.

When the two little guys were fully dressed and the woman was about to take them out, Mo Shuli changed his mind and wanted the one on his brother's head.

Children are always like this, changing around.

Sometimes, I always feel that other people’s things are better than my own.

He started to cry and wanted to change with his brother.

Children actually know very well that crying is very effective - children who cry get candy.

Seeing that his brother was so sad, little Mo Qingchu immediately said to the woman: "Exchange, my brother and I will exchange."

But the woman did not agree. Instead, she knelt down and scolded little Mo Shuli.

This made little Mo Shuli cry even louder.

Little Mo Qingchu lowered his head, feeling a little at a loss.

The woman came over and comforted him and said, "Mom wanted you to give this hat to your brother because you really didn't like this tiger hat, so you agreed to give it to him."

"It's not that you also like this one. You gave it to him because he cried."

"Never wrong yourself, okay?"

Little Mo Qingchu intertwined his little hands and said a little puzzled: "But, I am the elder brother..."

"It's okay." The woman stretched out her palm and gently touched the child's head.

For little Mo Qingchu, he only saw his mother cry once, and that was when the doctor told her that his brother's eyes might not recover.

That day, after my brother fell asleep, my mother covered her entire face and cried out in tears: "Shuli... Shuli is sorry, my mother failed to give you a good body when she gave birth to you."

Xiao Mo Qingchu actually feels sorry for his younger brother.

The woman may have guessed something. She adjusted the tiger head hat on the child's head and said softly: "Qingchu, Shuli is indeed different from other children. You have to take care of him. You are the elder brother, so there are many When the time comes, you may be asked to protect him."

"But the premise is that you must also protect yourself and don't treat yourself badly."

"Yeah!" The tiger-headed boy nodded vigorously.

That day, they went to the market together.

They say that children who cry get candy.

But a sensible child should eat that piece of candy.

In the market, the woman specially bought a small piece of cake for little Mo Qingchu.

It's hot and fragrant.

Above the spiritual crow, Chen Yu suddenly said: "We will be at [Mo Sect] soon. Hey, Senior Sister Feng, look at him unconscious and smacking his lips! Eh? Why are he still crying?"

"What are you dreaming about? It tastes so good that it makes you cry?" The round-faced girl was puzzled.
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