Accidentally turned waste material Zijiao into a regent

Chapter 127
Dou Niang is also a person with a hard life. Gu Bao was only one year old when his father died of illness. It was Dou Niang who worked so hard to bring up the child.

So Niang Dou went to the river to confirm that it was her son, and she went crazy from then on.

"Then why did Gu Bao go to the river?" Mo Xi asked.

"That child is sensible. At what time does a woman give birth, sometimes Gu Bao wakes up and doesn't see his mother, so he will come out to look for it. Anyway, it's such a big village, and every family gives birth to a lamp, so he can find it."

Speaking of the old woman's sobs, "Maybe the princess gave birth that day, there were many guards, Gu Bao was a child less than ten years old after all, maybe he didn't understand the situation for a while, went the wrong way in the dark, and fell into the water. "

The old woman couldn't help but shed tears when she said that she didn't have any children, which shows her desire for children, so her words are full of sympathy for Dou Niang.

"Little Monarch!" Dou Niang stared at Mo Xi's face foolishly, and called out again.

"Then why does Niang Dou always call my master the little monarch?" Mu You blinked her watery eyes, puzzled.

"Ah! Niang Dou is talking about the little princess!" said the old man who was silent for a while.

It's not a "little monarch" but a "little princess".

Mo Xi was taken aback, did he regard her as Diao Youning?

Both myself and Diao Youning were delivered by Mother Dou, but even if it was my own mother, it would be difficult to recognize the newborn child after a month or two, let alone more than ten years later.

"Has Mother Dou ever called someone else like that?" Mo Xi asked.

The two old men hesitated for a while, then shook their heads!

Ok!

This is the fate!
She can watch it if she wants, and she can call it whatever she wants!

In the evening, after Mu You discussed for a while, Dou Niang agreed to sleep in the room next to Mo Xi.

Perhaps it was the place of birth, but Mo Xi didn't feel sleepy.

She left the room, in the middle of the night in the mountains, there was only the soft chirping of insects, and the sound of gurgling water from afar.

Mo Xi walked out of the courtyard thinking about the scene of Princess Yubei's birth that the old couple described in the evening.

We arrived at the house where the princess described by the couple gave birth.

The moonlight was dim, but the old house could be seen clearly.

The old couple said that the owners of this house were newlyweds, and the princess went up the mountain to collect herbs the next day after giving birth, and both of them fell off the cliff and died.

People in the village are superstitious, so no one dares to live in this house anymore, so for 14 years, this house has been vacant.

Mo Xi took the flashlight from his veterinary medicine box, opened the door and entered the room.

The door was old and creaked, and it was harsh. The room was dark, and the light of the flashlight swept across it. Dust and cobwebs were everywhere.

The furnishings in the east room are simple, with only a bed and a table around it.

Mo Xi took a look, the princess lived there for three days after giving birth, so she could still see the thick curtains on the bed, but it was all black and gray.

The windows are also covered with curtains, the concubine gives birth, and the outsider must stay far away.

Mo Xi went to the west room again, which is logically the place where she was born.

The beds are no different, they are all surrounded by curtains, but the windows are not as tightly covered as in the princess's room, the window paper has long since disappeared, only the window edges that have been weathered.

Mo Xi turned around and looked out. With the light of the moonlight, he could roughly see the blurry scene outside.

But one thing is particularly clear, as if painted on the window.

That is a high stone platform directly facing the window of the west room.

This house is located in the west of the village, and only the east side of the house has houses, the west side is open land, and the south side is a wide river downhill.

This section of the river is smooth, and under the moonlight, it looks like a mirror, just filling the entire window.

The house is on a gentle slope, and it is actually several tens of feet away from the river, but from the window, it seems to be right in front of you.

And the protruding stone platform is reflected in the middle of the window, above the river.

Suddenly Mo Xi became interested in that stone platform.

When she walked out of the dilapidated house, it was less than a hundred meters away from the stone platform.

This is a large rock that stands naturally on the river bank. It is very high, and it has been weathered and washed smooth by the rain all year round.

Mo Xi stood up, the breeze was blowing, and the cool air from the river was blowing over his face.

Turn around, and the houses in the whole village can be seen.

Moreover, the houses in the village are all facing south, and this big stone is facing the direction of the window.

One or two candles were lit because of the crying of the children. Mo Xi could clearly see the shadows reflected on the windows when he stood on the stone platform.

There was another house with the window open, and Mo Xi could even see the man bringing a glass of water to the mother who was leaning on the bed and holding the child.

Mo Xi glanced lightly, and saw the house where the original owner was born.

The window of the west room is directly opposite, and this distance is much closer than that of the house just now. Presumably, if the lights are turned on in the house and the windows are not blocked, the scene inside can be seen clearly.

"Princess!" The handyman actually followed the ugly princess from a long distance. He protected the ugly princess according to the king's order, so he couldn't make any mistakes.

Although Mo Xi walked very lightly, he didn't deliberately use light work, so it could still be heard by martial arts masters such as handymen, cooks, and coachmen.

But they didn't bother Mo Xi, they just followed from a distance.

They have really learned the foolishness of their own princess. They went to a dilapidated old house that had been empty for more than ten years in the middle of the night. This is something that ordinary little girls dare to do.

"It's cold in the middle of the night, the concubine should go back and rest first!" This small body has nothing but brains, if the body gets cold again, it will be difficult for them to deal with the prince.

Mo Xi responded lightly, and walked down the stone platform.

After breakfast the next day, she wanted to leave, but this Dou Niang kept staring at Mo Xi.

Even if it is Wen Po who has delivered her own baby, she can't just bring someone with her.

Just when Mo Xi got into the carriage, Mother Dou cried, "Bao'er, don't you want your mother anymore?"

...Mo Xi: This is Pengcier...Pengniang's...

With tears in her eyes, Dou Niang followed the carriage all the way, and when she reached the stone platform in the west of the village, she shouted again: "Bao'er! Bao'er!" and hugged the stone.

"pitiful!"

An old man with white hair and beard by the road couldn't help sighing when he saw Dou Niang's crazy appearance.

Mo Xi's face was calm, but his heart was dull and painful.

In her previous life, her mother passed away early, and she had never tasted the taste of mother's love. Seeing Dou Niang missing her son now made her feel very uncomfortable.

She got out of the car and watched from afar, not knowing how to comfort Dou Niang, after all the child was dead.

"As soon as Dou Niang went out to deliver the baby, Gu Bao couldn't find his mother, so he would go to this stone platform to see which house was brightly lit, and he would look for it."

The old man with the white beard sighed, and said: "The night Bao'er died happened to be the birth of the little princess of the princess, but the little princess passed away at birth. It was Dou Niang who carried her to look for the doctor, and the doctor saved the little princess. Lord, but her son was drowned.

(End of this chapter)