My Aunt is Three and a Half Years Old. She Holds a Milk Bottle and Tells Fortunes. the Whole Interne

Chapter 573 A baby who is almost four years old cannot listen to this

 In her lingering dream, she was playing on the swing with her parents.

Dad pushed the swing, and her mother held her in her arms. She flew so high with one push.

 The swing at home is on the edge of the cliff. When you swing forward, you can see the changes in the clouds and mist. The scenery is very good. Sometimes the sun has just risen in the morning and is very close to the clouds.

 “Hahaha, daddy, push it higher!”

Mianmian said happily.

Hearing this, the swing swung higher.

　　Laughing happily, the laughter echoed in the valley.

 Smiling and smiling, suddenly the sun in the sky was wrapped in black mist. Without the sunlight, the entire valley was pitch black.

 Her parents were gone, and she seemed to be the only one sitting alone on the swing. I don't know who pushed her from behind, causing her to fall towards the valley.

Mianmian wanted to use flying swords, and also wanted to use spells and charms, but nothing could be summoned.

 She kept falling until she was shattered to pieces when she hit the ground.

The strange thing is that the body should be in pain all over the body, but Mianmian feels pain only in the heart.

The sweet dream suddenly turned into a nightmare. Mianmian suddenly opened her eyes, and when she touched her forehead, she felt sweat.

She turned on the pink bedside lamp beside the bed, fumbled for the bottle and water cup, and took a gulp of water.

Mrs. Su woke up when she heard the noise and called out warmly: "Little aunt, why are you awake?"

 Mianmian finished drinking the water and said with a milky voice: "Niece-in-law, Mianmian is thirsty."

Mrs. Su didn't believe Mianmian's words. She took out the handkerchief on the bedside and wiped the sweat from Mianmian's forehead. She felt extremely distressed. But she still said: "Little aunt, do you still want to drink water? My nephew-in-law will pour you some more."

Mianmian shook her head, returned to the bed, and snuggled into Mrs. Su's arms.

“My niece-in-law misses Mianmian? So she comes to Mianmian’s room to sleep with Mianmian.”

Mrs. Su gave a soft "hmm" and patted Mianmian on the back: "My nephew-in-law hasn't seen my little aunt for a long time, so she came here by herself. Isn't my little aunt angry?"

Mianmian quickly expressed her position: "Of course I won't be angry."

 She thought she was sleeping alone in the bed, but when she woke up she was scared. If it was just a nightmare, she wouldn't be so scared. Mainly because the scene in the dream where I was playing with my parents was so beautiful. Just when I was happy, the beautiful scene was instantly eroded by the black mist, and my home was destroyed. This kind of contrast, put together, really made her feel a huge gap in her heart.

Thinking of this, Mianmian felt her back being patted gently.

Mrs. Su also hummed a tune her father used to put children to sleep, which she felt was very familiar.

So, after a moment of silence, Mianmian spoke in a muffled voice: "Niece-in-law, Mianmian just lied. Mianmian only woke up from a nightmare."

Mrs. Su didn't blame Mianmian, she just said with a smile: "My niece knows that my aunt didn't want her to worry, so she just said that because she didn't want to say anything. Besides, our aunt had a nightmare. When she woke up, she really wanted to Drink water, that’s right.”

"Niece-in-law, you are so kind." Mianmian nuzzled into Mrs. Su's arms, and the small warm ball moved back and forth.

It was quiet for a while, listening to the subtle chirping of insects outside, and Mianmian said again: "My nephew, my father always hums this song. He said that the children in the Su family all grew up listening to this song. This song, Did you learn it when your eldest nephew was coaxing your grandnephews and grandnephews?"

Mrs. Su blushed. What did she learn when Mr. Su was coaxing their son? She learned it when the old man coaxed her to sleep when he was young! It's just that it's not easy to explain this kind of thing to my little aunt in detail. The almost four-year-old baby can't listen to this.

"Well, I did learn it at that time." Mrs. Su changed the topic, "My little aunt goes on to sleep, and my nephew-in-law coaxes you."

"Niece-in-law, Mianmian's little bottle is almost full. It's already half full." Mianmian didn't want to sleep yet, so she poured out her thoughts to Mrs. Su like peas, "Mianmian was very happy originally, but I dreamed at night that the mountains were all eaten up by black mist, the woods became bare, and the sun disappeared...the dreams are all fake, right?"

When asked this question, Mianmian felt very uneasy.

  She does not dream often, or in other words, practitioners generally do not dream. Once you have a dream, it must be God giving you a warning.

 She was just happy because the bottle was half full, but God asked her to have this dream. She was really depressed.

"Of course the dream is fake." Old Mrs. Su had already replied to Mianmian, "Our little aunt is still nervous, right? She is afraid that her uncle and great aunt will not wake up. However, my niece and daughter-in-law feel that they will definitely wake up. , No one is willing to make my little aunt sad, not even God!"

Mrs. Su's words were so categorical that Mianmian believed her immediately.

She nuzzled Mrs. Su again and said happily: "Yeah, Mianmian is going to bed. Mianmian has to go to school tomorrow."

　　It’s really been a long time since I went to kindergarten!

This time when she arrived at the kindergarten, Mianmian discovered that Pan Li had come to school.

 When she entered the class, Pan Li ran over immediately. With a hesitant expression on his face, he finally said, "Mianmian, I, my mother told me to thank you."

Mianmian thought for a while about what Pan Li's mother wanted to thank herself for, and then suddenly it occurred to her that she had found an animal caretaker for her zoo in advance. Before going to the beach variety show, Pan Li's mother was still in a lawsuit with Pan Li's father.

 “Is your mother’s lawsuit over?”

“The fight is over, the fight is over!” Pan Li seemed very satisfied with the result. “The judge sentenced me to my mother. My mother said it was because of your family’s help that I could follow my mother.”

"You don't like your dad very much?" Situ Zha's voice suddenly sounded, "Why are you happy now because you are following your mother?"

Pan Li was so scolded by Situ Zha that he forgot what he had been thinking about for many days. He thought about his thoughts and stammered: "Dad, after my father filed a lawsuit with my mother, he kept telling me that my mother is not my biological mother."

"But, but I thought about it carefully, my mother is very good to me. On the contrary, my father is always not at home and unwilling to play with me."

"My mother has taken me to take care of small animals these days, and she also introduced me to a brother whose birthday is the same as mine. She said that I will live with my brother, and if I still want to do things like my father, I will I'll send it to daddy..."

 Pan Li's words were a little incoherent.

After listening carefully to what Pan Li said, Mianmian probably knew what was going on.

Pan Li's mother Li Cuihua decided to bring Pan Li to her side to raise her. Even if they were not related by blood, she still wanted to raise Pan Li, but she just didn't want Pan Li to become a bad guy like his father.

 Originally the judge disagreed because Li Cuihua and Pan Li were not related by blood. But the lawyer argued hard and presented many documents and cases to prove that people like Pan Li's father were not qualified to raise children.

 Now, Li Cuihua, Pan Li and her biological son live together and are happy every day.

"Mom asked me to ask you, um, um, are you busy recently? If you are not busy, contact her so that she can work for you!" After Pan Li said what he wanted to say, he thought of what his mother had told him to convey. .

 After speaking, Pan Li waited very seriously for Mianmian's answer.

 (End of this chapter)