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Chapter 379 Mother's Gift to Porridge

Anya left, Ye Lingfeng returned to Ye's house with porridge silently, accompanied her to watch the TV for a while, and saw that she was asleep, so she took her back to the room.

Looking at the little girl on the bed, Ye Lingfeng also relieved, and the porridge looked pretty good.

Then he rest assured.

I turned my head and looked at the bag on the bedside table. I don't know if it was the illusion. I always felt that the ancestor today was a bit too silent, and it seemed to avoid him.

His eyes narrowed, and his fingertips were twisted lightly. He was about to speak. The next second, the phone suddenly rang. He hung up quickly and saw that the porridge was still asleep, so he walked out quickly.

On the bed, smash the porridge, smash it with a small mouth, turn over, and sleep with a small milk belly.

The ancestor came out of the statue, looked at the little girl, and helped her cover the quilt.

He couldn't help scratching his head, a little worried. This family wanted to toss his old bones.

After sighing, he also got back into the statue.

The porridge knew nothing about it, and was stretched out of the fat arms and legs, and he fell asleep.

The next day, the porridge slowly opened my eyes and saw that the curtain was black, and I knew that it was at Ye's house.

Grandma's rooms prepared for her are all pink.

With a small mouth, her round body rolled, but she rolled out.

Looking up, I didn't see the apricot eyes that were very similar to her.

The porridge was stunned, and it took a moment to respond.

Mom had already given birth last night.

She will never have a mother anymore in the future.

She told her mother no one to respond, and no one told her stories again, singing to her ...

After the pain, I felt that I came up, her lips trembled, and the porridge cried "Wow".

Ye Lingfeng was calling, and suddenly he heard a cry, too late to think, and hurried to walk over.

As soon as I pushed the door, I saw the porridge sitting on the bed, helpless, the small body cried straight, and shouted "Mom" in a panic.

Seeing this, Ye Lingfeng's heart also pumped it.

He stepped forward a few steps and hugged the porridge.

The porridge was holding his neck, crying with heartbreaking lungs, and twitched: "Mom, mother, I want mom woo ..."

Ye Lingfeng was dumb, and her heart was mixed.

It was not only sad for losing An Ya, but also because he realized that he did not know the porridge as he knew the porridge.

Sure enough, he said it.

At the time, the porridge did not respond. When the reaction came, I couldn't bear the pain of losing her mother at all.

"Porridge." His voice said dumbly, raised his head to force the water in his eyes back, closed his eyes, and said, "The porridge, your mother has gone."

Hearing this, the porridge cried louder.

Ye Lingfeng was uncomfortable, holding her silently.

Thinking of what he thought of, he quickly hugged the porridge to his room, opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out a box from the innermost inside, opened it, and took the bracelet inside and handed it to her.

Mom stays, you miss your mother in the future, just look at this bracelet, okay? "

The porridge opened his eyes, holding the bracelet tightly with his small hand, and the tears in his eyes were still flowing down. Suddenly asked, "What about that dad?"

"I hold it, and when my father wants my mother, there is nothing to watch."

Having said that, she reluctantly returned the bracelet to him, hugged him, buried her face in his neck, and quickly wet his neck. "Dad would also miss his mother."

In a word, Ye Lingfeng turned red instantly.

Holding the porridge's hand tightened slightly.

The porridge chin was put on his shoulder, and his face was full of sadness. The sound of a stunned sound spread out. "When I miss my mother, I will come to my dad to see the bracelet."

"Okay." Ye Lingfeng's voice was even more hoarse, and he shivered a little.

The father and daughter snuggled together, and the loneliness and thoughts of the sky surrounded them.

"That ..." At this time, the ancestor drifted out quietly, coughing lightly, and whispered: "Actually, Anya also left a gift for porridge."

After hearing the words, the two looked at them together.

I saw Master Grandma slowly pulling out something from the sleeves.

It is a ball of golden light, and it is also made into the shape of ingots.

As soon as I took it out, Jin Yuanbao rushed straight into the porridge, flew to her head, and jumped a few times, and finally fell steadily on her fortune.

The porridge stunned, raised her hand and touched it, hot, she frowned slightly, turned her head and looked at Ye Lingfeng.

This golden light is clearly the same as the Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo Guo.

What is going on?

Ye Lingfeng's eyes were also fierce instantly, "Isn't it to let you give Yaya?"

The temperament of his whole body was suddenly cold, the cold was forced, and the ancestor stepped back a few steps, and hurriedly explained: "Don't blame me, this is all Anya let me do so!"

Hearing Anya's name, Ye Lingfeng's air pressure slowly recovered, but his face was still very cold. "Say, what's going on?"

The ancestor was cautiously moved forward, "Now, I said, you don't allow you to get angry or blame me, I can't help it."

After speaking, seeing the big eyes of the porridge looked at him, it was just washed in it, and it was extremely clear. The little girl cried so much that she had spent her little face, which made people wonder.

The ancestor's heart was soft and sighed, and said, "Yes, porridge, let me give me the merit to An Ya. I gave it, how about you, and gave her a little to protect the country, but Anya

Don't, she said, she doesn't know how she will do it in the next life, she doesn't care, she cares more about you, she hopes that the two of you can be peaceful. "

"So, she only took away a part of the merit, and the rest let me and the Guo Guo Jinguang together to make a golden mask for porridge. This golden mask can bless the porridge to avoid three thunder splits."

"Anya's original words are that the most baby in the porridge porridge has made a fortune, but she can't be split again. Otherwise, the little girl will be sad, and she will not leave anything to the porridge, so give her this.

. ""

He finished speaking in one breath and looked at them quietly.

The porridge's face was full of stunning, and obviously I did not expect that it would be like this.

She touched the golden ingot on her head, her mouth was stunned, and her tears flowed down again.

I didn't cry this time, but I burst into tears silently, and it was even more uncomfortable to see people's hearts.

The ancestor couldn't help but sighed again, and said, "Porridge, you are in the Xuanmen, you should know, this is the best result for her."

"Once this time she did not reborn, she would become a lonely soul ghost in the future, and there was no chance to reborn again, and those merits were enough for her to live well in the next life, more stacked, in fact, it is not necessary."

"I know." The porridge wiped his eyes, and the small fists were full of tears between the seams of the fist.

She did not expect that her mother would give her merit to her just to keep her fortune.

Ye Lingfeng did not expect that Yaquan knew it, including what he gave her golden light.

Yes, she has always been the most attentive person.

Grandpa now said, it was also she arranged. Now she has gone to give birth, and they can't give her these things again.
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