About Mother
Meng Qishui witnessed Meng 'er drip her blood on the jade token to recognize it as her master. Then, Meng' er put the jade token into her Dantian. Meng 'er then used the connection between her and the jade token to adjust her appearance.
All of this was done under Meng Qishui's nose. After he was done, his daughter's body fluctuated, but her appearance did not change much. However, his eyebrows and eyes had become a little more ordinary, and his skin had also darkened a little.
Meng Qi was amused by the thought of darkening his skin. This girl was really meticulous. She was still so young, but she could already think so comprehensively. Should he be more assured?
Meng Qi stared at his daughter's face for a while. She looked more like Shang 'er now! Not only was he a little dazed.
Meng 'er was used to her father staring at her face from time to time. She knew that she didn't look like any of her sisters or brothers at home. She most likely looked like her mother.
However, she had never seen her mother since she was young. No one would mention her. Sometimes, she would pester her father, wanting to know what her mother looked like and some things about her.
However, whenever his father mentioned his mother, his eyes would always be filled with grief. She had been too young to understand her father's gaze, but slowly, she learned that it was a feeling of grief that reached deep into her bones.
That was why she did not dare to ask her father about her mother. In this family, no one could say anything about his mother. Even his grandfather, who loved him the most, could not say anything about his mother.
This was a huge question, and it was also a shadow of her childhood. Other children had mothers, but she was different. She only had a father. Her grandfather had warned her not to mention her mother in front of her father. This was also something she had discovered when she was very young.
However, at this moment, it was obvious that her father was thinking of another person through her-her mother. She wanted to ask her father about her mother today.
" Father…" She opened her mouth and pulled her father back from his deep thoughts.
Meng Qishui knew what her daughter wanted to ask when he saw her hesitant expression. But he couldn't say anything. He didn't want to lie to his daughter.
Meng Qishui awkwardly changed the topic again. He praised the jade plate again and again. The original effect of this jade token was indeed heaven-defying, but now it was no different from ordinary jade.
Meng Qishui warned Meng 'er solemnly," This is our family heirloom. Although it's damaged now, it's hard to say when someone will be able to repair it! Therefore, you must cherish and protect it.”
This was something that every generation of the Meng family would be warned and warned about when they received this jade token.
Meng 'er tidied her clothes and nodded solemnly. Although it was a little funny for such a small person to do such actions. However, he could also see how much Meng 'er and the family valued this jade token.
At this moment, the jade tablet seemed to have sensed something. It vibrated in Meng 'er's dantian. The reaction was so weak that Meng 'er did not even notice it.
After he had done what he needed to do and what he needed to tell her, Meng Qi drove his daughter back to rest. Meng 'er turned back to her courtyard.
The person who welcomed her was her maidservant Xiangcao. She had already grown to the size of a normal young lady. She walked up to Meng 'er and saw her unhappy expression. She was considerate enough not to say anything.
It was already late, and Xiangcao felt that Miss didn't look too good. She must have cried. She did not notice that her young miss had adjusted her appearance.
Meng 'er went into her room and closed the door. She was really in a bad mood. She was about to leave home. And her father's repeated evasion of her mother's questions made her feel uncomfortable.
She always felt that her mother was not dead. Of course, no one had told her that her mother was dead. However, she could not get any information about her mother.
This was too depressing. In the end, she had no choice but to put this matter in her heart. However, there was still something to be happy about today. She could go outside and take a look.
He had heard his eldest uncle mention that his father had gone out to make a living when he was young. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been outside and only returned after successfully establishing his foundation. Meng 'er had wanted to ask her father more about what had happened back then, but her uncle had changed the topic immediately.
It seemed that everyone would change the topic whenever they mentioned something related to her mother. The sensitive Meng Zhimeng knew that everything related to her mother was taboo in his family.
Meng Zhimeng was still young, even though she had matured early without her mother's company and knew how to read people's expressions. However, the impact of today was still quite big. She cried sadly again. She was tired and quickly fell asleep.
The next morning, Meng Zhimeng got up to pack her things. She did have a small storage bag, and all the things she often used were in it. Therefore, she didn't need to pack her other things. She tidied up a little and left the room.
Vanilla stood at the door with two little girls who were doing odd jobs. Vanilla called her Miss and lowered her head. Meng 'er was usually indifferent to everyone except her father and grandfather.
She nodded at Vanilla and walked out of her courtyard.
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