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Chapter 1864
"Where did Xu Qing go?" At night, Mu Ling frowned uncomfortably, then turned to look at Wei Huan and asked.

"It seems that something happened outside." Wei Huan guarded Beiming Ruihua but didn't pay attention. Mu Ling frowned slightly thinking that Xu Qing had gone outside and didn't think much about it. It's fine if Xu Qing isn't there. many questions.

Seeing that Beiming Ruihua was accompanied by Wei Huan, Mu Ling turned around and entered the room. He took out the paper and pondered for a long time before starting to write. This kind of parting cannot be simple no matter what. Mu Ling wrote a few words I stopped writing.

Looking up at the scenery outside the window, after thinking for a long time, I finally continued to write. It seemed that I heard Beiming Ruihua's voice from a very long distance in my ears. Mu Ling's eyes were a little red, but she lowered her head slightly Yes, keep writing.

Once I started writing this, I had too much to say in my heart, and I also wrote a lot without knowing it, and when I finally wrote, Mu Ling couldn't control the uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

"Mother! Look at the pony I made!" Mu Ling hid the letter after wrapping it up, turned around and walked out the door, and saw Beiming Ruihua running excitedly, holding a weaving grass ring Little pony-shaped thing.

"Hua'er is so powerful? Who taught you to weave this pony?" Mu Ling looked at the clumsy and twisted pony, and couldn't help but turned around with a smile and asked.

"Uncle Wang taught me to make it up! Give this to my mother, Uncle Wang can also make butterflies!" Beiming Ruihua happily handed the pony to Mu Ling, then turned around and ran away again. Still yelling, I want to learn how to weave butterflies, and then bring them back to Mu Ling.

Mu Ling watched the pony in his hand burst into tears, lowered his head with sobs, carefully put the pony away, and took a last look at the house, this simple courtyard did not alarm anyone, Mu Ling Ling just got dressed rashly and left without taking anything.

Beiming Ruihua was still squatting there, staring earnestly at the little butterfly that the old man was weaving, and learning how to do it clumsily. The butterfly seems to be very complicated. It's been a long time since Beiming Ruihua finally made it up when the sky was dark.

That little hand was red from being strangled by the weaving belt, but she didn't seem to care at all. When she saw the butterfly she had woven, the first thing Beiming Ruihua thought of was her mother, and she ran back to the yard excitedly .

"Mother! Mother! Look at the little butterfly I made up!" Beiming Ruihua ran into the yard quickly holding the butterfly in his hand. He didn't see Mu Ling in the yard, and ran into the house again, only to find Also empty.

"Mother?" Beiming Ruihua was a little stunned, why wasn't Mu Ling in the yard.

"Mother! Where are you!" Beiming Ruihua stared and ran out again. Standing at the gate of the courtyard, he didn't see Mu Ling. When he turned his head, he saw the aunt coming out from the next door. He leaned over and asked, "Auntie Lian, have you seen my mother's kiss?"

"I didn't see it, maybe I went out." The middle-aged woman replied.

After Beiming Ruihua thanked him, he grabbed the butterfly in his hand and ran out to the river again, but there were several people coming and going, none of whom were Mu Ling. At that time, Wei Huan also found that Mu Ling was missing and was looking for it.

(End of this chapter)