Heart Survey

Chapter 81 Letter from Heaven
See words like me:

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

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

I'm...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 remorse.

I regret that I went through such a lonely childhood, but I was so cruel to let you go through it too.

Regret that I got nothing from my mother, and when I became a mother, I gave nothing to my daughter.

Regret that I, as a mother, have also taught you nothing.

I didn't teach you how to protect yourself as a girl, I didn't teach you right and wrong, I didn't teach you how to love someone... Of course, I don't have such qualifications and abilities.

I think your brother will teach you.

Hopefully, your brother can teach you.

He is a very promising child, and you will be much better off living with him than with a useless mother like me.

This is the only place I can comfort myself.

An An, you are a good boy.

do you remember?

At the end of that year, the guys all went home on vacation.The medicine store had to change the goods again. I carried the medicine back and forth by myself, and moved dozens of times, and I cried when I moved it.

When I finished crying, I turned around and saw you stumbling back to the warehouse one by one.

A lot of herbs have been mixed, but my mother's heart is so warm.

At that moment, my mother felt extremely comforted, but at the same time extremely lonely.

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

Mother was devoured by this devil, so much so that she forgot how wonderful everything she had.So much so that everything was lost.

I am sorry.

Mother shouldn't tell you this.

The weather is already cold, have you put on more clothes?
Mother sewed a winter jacket for you and sent it to you with the letter.Originally there was a small hat, but it was only halfway done...that's all.

I am sorry.

I can't send you any more gifts in the future.

I am sorry.

I leave you again...

I am a shameful mother.But I have no way.

What I was after has disappeared from this world, and I can only follow it and go far away.

never come back.

I wanted to leave quietly, but I felt that I had to tell you something.Whether it's a mother's last warning, or an irresponsible woman, the last self-soothing.

I always have to say something.

Ann.

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

I really don't know what to say, it's the most appropriate.

Ann.

You have to take care of yourself.

You have to study hard, and when you grow up, just like your brother, you can also enter the Taoist academy, and you can also become a high official and a god.

No, mother should not ask you.

Mother does not have such qualifications.

Cultivation is too tiring, do whatever you want.

Sweets should still be eaten less, the teeth are broken and not beautiful.

My An An, she must be a great beauty when she grows up.How breathtakingly beautiful would that be?

Just thinking about it makes you feel like you can close your eyes.

An An, you have to be good.

You have to listen to your brother.

You have to grow up happily and peacefully.

Bullshit is useless.

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

I am sorry.

I don't know how your homework is now and whether you can fully understand these words.

It's okay to read it later.

Or if you don't want to read it, that's fine.

……

Writing here, my mother suddenly remembered the days when your father taught me to write.

I am sorry.

Miss you.

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In the 14th year of Yongtai, the first day of the winter month, Song Ruyi.

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Jiang Wang was in a very anxious state when he received the letter from Wangjiangcheng.Moreover, the letter was written by An An personally. Since it was a letter from Aunt Song, he did not go overboard, but directly forwarded the letter to Jiang An An.

An An jumped into the study room excitedly to read the letter.

Jiang Wang was thinking about his own problems.

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

There must be something wrong.But he had no one to negotiate.

He doesn't have a well-informed elder who can be trusted to support him at all times.

Dong Ah may be trusted, but with his upright personality, if he learns that Jiang Wang has a relationship with the side door, he might slap him to death on the spot.Righteous extermination.

As for Ling He and Zhao Rucheng, these two people can be completely trusted, but they have just started to practice, so there is really no need to have expectations.Zhao Rucheng may have a mysterious background, but when it comes to Zuo Dao, who is evil just by just hearing his name, Jiang Wang is unwilling to involve them.

He checked some Taoist books, secrets, including some event records, but there was no information about Baigu Dao.Either it never appeared in Zhuang, or its information was erased.

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

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

Is the "secret" that the woman in black gauze wants to know too illusory?What does that woman have to do with Baigu Dao?
If she is a person of the bones, what is her purpose?If not, if as she said, she also came from a certain orthodox sect, then why did she mention the Bone Dao?
He suddenly thought of the black candle in Tongtian Palace, which was obtained from the body of the devil who swallowed his heart.The Zhou Tianxingdou Diagram was passed down from the Unreal Realm, so there shouldn't be any problems.If there is anything special in the body, it is this black candle.

What is the origin of it?What's the secret?
While Jiang Wang was thinking, Jiang Anan ran out crying.

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

"Where is that far away?" An An held up the letter paper in her hand, and tears rolled down one by one: "Is my mother going to the sky like my father?"

Only then did Jiang Wang realize the seriousness of the problem. He hugged An An and coaxed her: "It's okay, An An doesn't cry, my brother is here, my brother is here. My brother is with you."

While coaxing Jiang Anan, he took the letter and read it quickly.

The letter paper was thin, but seemed suddenly heavy.

This letter took the normal route of transmission. Judging from the time of correspondence between Wangjiang City and Fenglin City, it must have been irreversible.

Jiang Wang couldn't say how much he had feelings for Aunt Song, but she was his father's wife and An An's mother.

She has irreplaceable significance to Jiang Anan and is a very important part of her life.

And she's gone forever now.

Although Jiang Anan is still young, it's not that children don't understand everything.

Jiang Wang himself came from that age. He understands the sensitivity and fragility of children.I understand how sad the little guy is.

On weekdays, when Xiao Anan fell, Jiang Wang was already distressed.

Not to mention that it would break his heart looking at her swollen eyes from crying.

"An An is good, An An does not cry. There is a brother, there is a brother."

"Wuwuwu, my mother she, she..."

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

Jiang Wang held her small head and said softly and firmly.

Whoever is involved, whatever the reason.

　Thanks to book friend A, B, C, Ding 42, and book friend Shen Ayao for the reward!Well, streaking next week.Keep up the good work~ I hope to write more excitingly.

　
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