It's less than a month before the Chinese New Year. Cultivation of the culture must begin immediately. Wang Baoyu had already thought about it, and he still transferred steel eggs to take charge of this matter, after all, such a big project still has his own people who are more down-to-earth. In addition, Dongfeng Village has begun to take shape, so just find two familiar people to manage it.

Wang Baoyu called the Dongfeng Village Committee, and it was Tian Fugui who answered the phone. Now that Wang Baoyu's identity is different, of course Tian Fugui can no longer talk to him in his previous tone, and he is extremely flattering.

Wang Baoyu first pretended to ask about the situation in the village, and then asked Tian Ying about her recent situation at the university. In the end, he said that he was troublesome Tian Fugui to inform Gangdan, pack his luggage, and come to the town government tomorrow to find him.

Everything was arranged, Wang Baoyu breathed a long sigh of relief, and turned around, the black fungus planting project was finally officially launched, and he only now really relaxed.

In the evening, Wang Baoyu quietly came to Ye Lianxiang's house as promised, and Ye Lianxiang happily prepared the meal. Wang Baoyu ate very happily, there was a feeling of being at home, maybe it was because she had been in contact with Ye Lianxiang for a long time, Wang Baoyu felt that she was very close to her, and after dinner, the two of them fell on the bed.

After exploring, it was found that Ye Lianxiang really came to the "big aunt", but this was what Wang Baoyu hoped for, so that she would always pester herself to do that kind of thing. At present, he just hopes to be able to arch on Ye Lianxiang's chest, enjoy that warmth, and get a good night's sleep.

At Ye Lianxiang's suggestion, Wang Baoyu stripped naked, and Ye Lianxiang also stripped off only his little pants, and the two of them hugged each other tightly, feeling each other's body temperature, and caressing each other from time to time.

It didn't take long for Wang Baoyu to rest his head on Ye Lianxiang's undulating chest, fall into a deep sleep, and let out a slight snoring sound.

Holding such a sturdy little man, Ye Lianxiang couldn't sleep for a long time, she stroked Wang Baoyu's black hair, looked at Wang Baoyu's more and more stylish face, couldn't help but feel a fluctuation in her heart, and muttered to herself: "Alas! How can a woman like me be tempted by him! ”

Deep in the heart of any woman, it is extremely soft, Ye Lianxiang thought of the little man in her arms, I don't know when I will stay away from her, and I may never see each other again, there was a sour feeling in my heart, and two lines of tears flowed out involuntarily.

Tears crossed Ye Lianxiang's face and kept dripping on Wang Baoyu's hair, and the tears on the hair were divided into clear and transparent under the illumination of the bedside lamp, like dewdrops in the morning.

Ye Lianxiang didn't expect that she would cry from the bottom of her heart, and for a man she would never really get, she wanted to cry for her loneliness, but she was afraid of waking up the sleeping little man, so she desperately held back.

Wang Baoyu slept very sweetly, and this feeling of warmth and safety made him seem to have returned to his very young age. At that time, his mother Liu Yuling hugged him like this, no matter how heavy the rain was outside or how strong the wind was blowing, this would always be the happiest harbor.

In a trance, Wang Baoyu saw his young and beautiful mother, walking on the country road, looking back and smiling, while walking farther and farther, the sky was full of haze, he desperately cried and shouted for his mother to come back, but his mother just laughed and walked farther and farther.

Just when he was lonely and helpless, a thin body gently hugged him, picked him up, and wiped away the tears on his face for him, Wang Baoyu looked up and saw that it was his godmother Lin Zhaodi, who smiled kindly, as if telling Wang Baoyu: "Don't be afraid, you are my child, forever child." ”

The rain fell, Wang Baoyu felt that the rain wet his hair, and also fell on the face of his godmother Lin Zhaodi, Lin Zhaodi did not wipe the rain on his face, but hugged Wang Baoyu and walked back, at this moment, a woman rushed over frantically, reached out to grab Wang Baoyu in Lin Zhaodi's arms, and shouted with a hideous face: "This is my child, return it to me." ”

Lin Zhaodi was shocked, protected Wang Baoyu with both hands, and shouted: "Don't snatch my child!" Don't take my baby! Wang Baoyu hugged her godmother Lin Zhaodi in horror, but she looked at the woman intently, and there was a strange desire in her heart to hold her hand.

"Child, go with Mommy!" The woman put aside Lin Zhaodi, grabbed Wang Baoyu, and ran away with him. Wang Baoyu looked back at her godmother who fell to the ground, desperately trying to break free of the woman's hand, but she clenched it tighter and tighter, shouting: "Child, mother will never give up on you!" ”

Wang Baoyu woke up from the dream like this, subconsciously touched the top of his head, and sure enough, there was rain, he couldn't help but sit up all of a sudden, and then he saw the sleeping Ye Lianxiang, his face was covered with tears, and his wet hair was actually wet by Ye Lianxiang's tears.

"Neurotic, crying in the middle of the night!" Wang Baoyu scolded in a low voice, leaned on the head of the bed, and lit a cigarette. Ye Lianxiang heard the movement, opened her eyes to see, put her arm on Wang Baoyu and fell asleep again.

"Take it away! Dead and sunk! Wang Baoyu waved Ye Lianxiang's arm away, she might have slept soundly, and she didn't wake up after such a big movement.

Wang Baoyu smoked a cigarette, recalling the dream just now, as if everything had just happened.

This dream is a bit weird, there must be some omen, because the dream is unusually clear, which makes him suspicious.

It is not uncommon for Wang Baoyu to have the shadow of her biological mother in her dreams, is it because she can't let go of her or is she still in good conscience, and she really never gives up on herself? If one day I met my biological mother Liu Yuling, would I forgive her? Wang Baoyu couldn't help but ask herself, the answer is self-evident, absolutely not.

Thinking of this, Wang Baoyu felt that this dream didn't matter anymore, what about her! Anyway, I only have one mother, and that is Lin Zhaodi. It is better to be born than to raise grace, Liu Yuling only gives birth but does not raise, of course, it is not as good as her godmother's meticulous care for her from beginning to end.

Thinking of this, Wang Baoyu misses the braised pork made by his godmother, as well as the kang that burns hot every day. It's like not eating well and sleeping unsteadily now, so it's better to be at home. But if you come to this day, will you give up? Which is more important between family affection and future?

However, there are still unknown feelings in this future, that is, the thousand-day appointment between himself and Cheng Xueman, many months have passed in a flash, and there is still a long way to go in the future.

I don't know what time it was, Wang Baoyu had a headache, so he extinguished the cigarette butt, turned off the bedside lamp casually, arched into Ye Lianxiang's arms again, and fell asleep again.