Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 81 Letter from Heaven

  See words like me:

  An'an, when you read this letter, my mother has already gone to a far place.

  Because it is too far away, there is no way to come back anyway in this life.

  I...I am not a good mother.

  Your grandma left when I was very young. No one taught me what a mother should be like.

  I say this, not to shirk. But regret.

  Remorse that I experienced such a lonely childhood, but still cruel to let you go through it again.

  Remorse that I got nothing from my mother. When I became a mother, I did nothing for my daughter.

  Remorse that as a mother, I also didn’t teach you anything.

   didn’t teach you how a girl should protect herself, didn’t teach you right and wrong, didn’t teach you how to love someone...Of course I don’t have the qualifications and ability.

  I think your brother will teach you.

  I hope your brother can teach you.

  He is a very promising child. It is much better for you to live with him than to follow my useless mother.

  This is the only place I can comfort myself.

  An'an, you are a good boy.

do you remember?

  That year, the guys all went home on vacation. The medicinal material shop had to exchange the goods again. I moved the medicinal materials back and forth by myself. I moved dozens of times, and then I started to cry.

  After I cried, I turned my head and saw you staggering and sending the medicinal materials back to the warehouse.

  A lot of medicinal materials are mixed, but my mother's heart is so warm.

  At that moment, the mother felt very comforting, but she was very lonely.

  Loneliness is a devil, it devours human reason, morality, and even human nature. Devour everything.

  Niang was swallowed by this devil, so that she forgot how beautiful she had everything. As a result, everything is lost.

I am sorry.

  Niang shouldn’t tell you this.

  The weather is already very cold, do you wear more?

  Manny sews a winter jacket for you and sends it to you with the letter. There was originally a small hat, but it was only half done... nothing more.

I am sorry.

  Can't send you any more gifts in the future.

I am sorry.

  I left you again...

  I am a shameful mother. But I can't help it.

  The thing I am after has disappeared in this world. I can only follow it and go far away.

   Never come back again.

  I wanted to leave quietly, but I felt that I had to tell you something. Whether it is the last reminder from a mother or an irresponsible woman, whether it is the last self-comfort.

  I have to say something.

  An'an.

  This is the first and last letter my mother wrote to you.

  I really don’t know what to say, the most appropriate.

  An'an.

You have to take care of yourself.

  You have to study hard. When you grow up, just like your brother, you can also be admitted to the Daoyuan, you can also be a high official and a god.

  No, mother shouldn't ask you.

  Niang does not have such qualifications.

  Practicing is too tiring, just do whatever you want.

  I still have to eat less sweets, my teeth are broken and not pretty.

  My An An, he must be a great beauty when he grows up. What kind of fascinating beauty would it be?

  Think about it, and I think I can close my eyes.

  An'an, you have to be good.

  You want to listen to your brother.

  You have to grow up happily and peacefully.

   Nonsense is useless.

  But mother has nothing to give you except these useless nonsense.

I am sorry.

  I don’t know what your homework is, whether you can understand these words completely.

  Reserved to read later, it’s okay.

  Or if you don’t want to read it, it’s okay.

  ……

   After writing this, my mother suddenly remembered the days when your father taught me to write.

I am sorry.

miss you.

  ……

  The fourteenth year of Yongtai, the first day of the winter month, Song Ruyi.

  ……

  ……

  When he received the letter from Wangjiang City, Jiang Wang was in a very anxious state. And the letter said An An's pro-qi, since it was from Aunt Song, he didn't overtake it on his behalf, but directly forwarded the letter to Jiang An'an.

  An An jumped into the study to read the letter.

   Jiang Wang is thinking about his own problems.

  The white-bone lotus flower that appeared on the body was very wrong, and the evil pattern was not a product of orthodox Taoism at first glance.

  There must be something wrong. But no one can discuss with him.

  He does not have a fully trusted elder who will support him at all times and who has a wide range of knowledge.

  Dong A may be trusted, but with his upright character, if he learns that Jiang Wang has a relationship with the side door, he might be killed on the spot with a palm. Righteous destroyers.

  As for Linghe and Zhao Rucheng, these two people can naturally be completely trusted, but they are also just starting to practice, so there is really no need for expectations. Zhao Rucheng may have a somewhat mysterious background, but Jiang Wang is not willing to involve them when it comes to the White Bone Dao, which is evil just by hearing the name.

  He checked some Taoist classics, secrets, including some event records, but there was no information about the bones. Either it never appeared in Zhuangguo, or it was erased from the information.

  The only thing Jiang Wang can confirm is that in his impression, there is no person or thing related to the bones.

The hidden connection between    and the lunar star is also because of the too illusory realm and nothing else.

  Is the "secret" that the black gauze woman wants to know, is it too illusory? What does that woman have to do with the bones?

  If she is a man of the bones, what is her purpose? If not, if as she said, she also comes from a certain Taoist orthodoxy, then why does she mention the bones?

  He suddenly thought of the black candle in the Tongtian Palace. It was something he got from the heart-swallowing demon. The Zhou Tian Xing Dou array picture was transmitted from the too illusory realm, there should be no problem. If there is something special in the body, it is this black candle.

  What is its origin? What's the secret?

  Jiang Wang was thinking, Jiang Anan ran out crying.

   "What's wrong? What's the matter An An?" Jiang Wang knelt down and hugged her.

   "Where is the far place?" An An raised the letter paper in her hand, and the big teardrops rolled down one by one: "Is my mother, like Dad, gone to the sky?"

  Jiang Wang realized the seriousness of the problem. He picked up An An and coaxed her: "It's okay, An An is not crying, my brother is here, my brother is here. My brother is with you."

   While coaxing Jiang An’an, he took the letter and read it quickly.

  The letter paper is very thin, but it seems to be suddenly heavy.

  This letter took the path of normal delivery. Judging from the communication time between Wangjiang City and Fenglin City, things must have been irreparable.

  Jiang Wang can’t say how deep his affection is for Aunt Song, but one is her father’s wife, and the other is An An’s mother.

  She has irreplaceable significance to Jiang An'an, and is a very important part of her life.

  And she is now gone forever.

  Jiang An'an is still young, but children don’t know everything.

  Jiang Wang himself also came from that age. He understands the sensitivity of children and the fragility of children. Understand how uncomfortable the little guy feels.

  On weekdays, Xiao An’an fell over, and Jiang Wang was already distressed.

  Not to mention that he would break his heart by looking at her eyes that were already swollen from crying.

   "An An An, good, An An, don't cry. There are brothers, and there are brothers."

   "Woo, my mother, she..."

   "An'an, An'an, my brother must give you an explanation."

  Jiang Wang hugged her little head and said softly and firmly.

  No matter who is involved, no matter what the reason.

  　 Thanks to book friend A, B, C, Ding 42, book friend Ayao Shen for the reward! Hmm, streaking next week. Keep going~ I hope I can write more excitingly.

  (End of this chapter)