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Yesterday, I dreamed again Mom was standing by the shelf in my room, with a stool under her feet, standing tall. There are some objects similar to small purses in a small area on the second floor of the shelf next to it. The door of my bedroom is open, and my mother is setting up a stall for business.
I went up to check those small purses, and found that they could be opened and some small change could be contained inside. I think it's not bad, so I'm going to pick one to keep for myself. After picking and choosing, I found one with the same pattern and color as my bag, and I'm very satisfied. But my mother was a little unhappy. First, she thought it took me a long time to choose, and second, she thought I was taking advantage of it for nothing. I felt strange and speechless, wondering why my own things left me so carefully.
I walked out of my room silently and prepared to go downstairs. In the corridor at the door, I met Brother Wan (pronounciation) who had just come up from downstairs. After saying hello, I continued to go downstairs.
When I met Wan Ge again, Wan Ge told me that my mother had passed away. I didn¡¯t expect that when I took the purse away, it was the last time I saw my mother. According to the time, it should be the time when Wan Ge went upstairs. of. Me, Wan Ge and Sister Lin (pronounciation) were lying on the floor of my house with a bunk on the floor. The three of us planned to sleep here, and I was lying between them. They both mourned my mother's death and consoled me deeply. I stretched my right arm into the air and moved it slowly, looking at my moving arm, in fact, I didn't feel excessive sadness in my heart, nor did I shed tears, only regret. I think that the departure of my mother is the end of our fate, and when the time comes, we must leave, because of fate. Unfortunately, the time was short, I was still so young, and my mother was so young, the scenes that should have existed were abruptly ended. Thinking of the things my mother could do for me when she was there, I will no longer be able to do it in the future, and I will have to rely on myself in the future. I need to adapt and get used to it. There is also thinking about the funeral matters that need to be dealt with next.
Brother Wan felt sorry for me, afraid that I would be too uncomfortable, so he hugged me and left two light kisses on my forehead. They seem to be more sad than me for me. I am grateful to have their company. I am fine. The dead are gone, and the living are mourning. I understand that I can also understand the principles and understand the general principles.
Brother Qiang (named by name) was driving my family¡¯s big red electric tricycle, and Brother Qiu (named by name) and Brother Hu (named by name) and I were sitting in the back, and we went to escape together. . The surrounding area was also crowded with people and panicked.
I took a small umbrella to chat and laugh with Brother Qiu and the others. Brother Qiu likes me. Brother Hu and Brother Qiang also treat me dearly. We have a very good relationship. Suddenly my hand didn't hold it firmly, and the little umbrella was thrown out of the car. It was a thought left by my mother.
After hesitating for a moment, I jumped from the rear of the moving car and got on the road safely. Then he ran towards the direction where the umbrella fell, and was ready to pick it up and chase the car. Fortunately, the little umbrella was still there without being stepped on. After I picked it up, I tried my best to chase in the direction of the car. Unexpectedly, Brother Qiang and the others parked the car not far in front, waiting for me. Knowing how hard it is for everyone to stay here for me at this stall, which is so busy running to escape, I felt warm in my heart and ran towards them even faster. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com