Nan Chengyu's eyes were sour, he turned his head and ran back to Nanwu.

He was going to take Linlang to see her off for the last time.

Linlang was sleeping soundly, Nan Chengyu found a clean bamboo basket, spread a soft small quilt in it, put Linlang in it, and covered it tightly.

When Linlang woke up, she only felt that the atmosphere around her was extremely oppressive, but when her mental power went out, she realized that something was wrong.

Mom......

Beautiful Mom ......

She was burned on the fire.

Linlang stopped doing it in an instant, she was crying while moving her soft body, trying to pull her out, but her hands and feet were soft, and the bones in her body were soft......

Linlang couldn't do anything, so she could only open her throat and howl.

But she is weak, and even if she cries, she is thin and weak.

Nan Chengyu, who was kneeling next to the basket, saw Linlang wake up, hugged her, and coaxed her in a low tone.

"Does the baby also know that his mother has passed away, sad, don't worry, the baby will always have a brother in the future, and the brother will always protect the baby."

Linlang blinked, looked at the beautiful little brother in front of her, the little husband that the beautiful mother found for her, and sobbed.

Mom died?

How is that possible?

She knew that the meaning of human death was the same as their elves returning to the arms of the Mother Goddess, but did the mother return to the arms of the Mother Goddess?

Mom is human!

Humans also have a mother goddess, right?

Linlang couldn't figure it out.

She choked up and looked at the beautiful little brother, before she went to bed, her mother seemed to say that she had gone back to her own home, and she was going home to her mother, and the one burning on the fire did not have the breath of her mother, so she was not a mother!

Linlang flattened her mouth, unhappy.

Nan Chengyu was distressed when he saw the baby in his arms crying so pitifully.

But at this time-

"Mom, my sister is so pitiful, let's take it home and raise it."

A sweet little girl's voice sounded, it was the one who was wearing a small skirt before, and the alarm in Linlang's mind sounded instantly, bad guy!

She was on guard.

It's her who bullied her beautiful mother!

Hearing this, Feng Mingdong, who quietly wiped his tears, his eyes lit up, and he took Sister Linlang home to raise him!

Are you sure?

He looked at his mother Bai Xiaoling expectantly.

Bringing his sister home, raising her like his little sister Mingyue, he must not let her work, then it is not a loss of money.

Aunt Feng Bai Xiaoling frowned, what are you raising, there are four babies in the family, and let her raise a child for nothing?

The second family was divided, and if you brought it back, wouldn't it be for nothing?

But—

Seeing the expectant gaze of the youngest daughter who was most like her, even the eldest son who made her proudest the most, the eldest grandson of the third room of the Lao Feng family, had the same expression, and she was a little unsure.

However, how could Nan Chengyu do what these people wanted?

"No, I can take care of my sister."

He hugged Linlang tighter, as if he was afraid that Linlang would be snatched away by them.

He remembered that these people were the ones who abused Linlang in his previous life, the people who had three rooms in the old Feng family.

The little girl who spoke, and the flower skirt that was born prematurely was even more harmful!

Hearing Nan Chengyu's words, Feng Mingyue's eyes flashed with viciousness, and she glared at him viciously, an eyesore, a short-lived ghost!

How could Feng Mingyue easily give up such a good opportunity?

She pulled Bai Xiaoling's clothes and continued to be coquettish: "Mom, Mom, look how pitiful your sister is, let's raise it......"