Chapter 1797: Did not indulge in sadness

"Mother-in-law, my father is really closed?" Shen Nianmo finally asked what he had always wanted to ask.
"……Ok."
The forced laughter is like a balloon, and his son's random words are like a needle to her. There is danger of breaking if he stabs lightly.
The pain seemed to spread anytime, anywhere, to drown her whole body ...
She struggled and smiled, and got up: "Go, read Mo, let your mother see your homework!"
...
Missing like weeds, a little stimulating, then flooded into disaster.
People want to get drunk and relieve their worries, and want to use sleepiness to numb themselves and coax themselves.
But for Ning Xuemo, she couldn't do it because she had a son and she didn't indulge her sadness.
All the hardships were in her heart, and she tried to keep herself busy and paralyze herself with her busyness.
It's just that she has a moment of leisure, she will be fascinated, and she will be fascinated for a long time. At this moment, she is looking at the bookshelves of that bookshelf.
Almost all of these books were hand-written by Shen Jiuli. Opening one randomly was his free and easy handwriting.
They are new and old, and the new ones are obviously prepared for Shennian Mo, because the content inside is completely aimed at his physical characteristics.
As for the old ones, they are neatly arranged. There are Buddhist scriptures, poisonous scriptures, medical scriptures, etc ...
A person lives too long, and his kung fu is too high, which can be a bit boring. Therefore, the study of Shen Jiuli is very complicated, and his interest often shifts. When he has learned the peak of a skill, he will write a summary and throw it away These books are his summary.
Shennian Mo was endorsing, and Ning Xuemo sat here and looked around casually.
In her current state of mind, in fact, nothing can be seen, but it is also good to see his handwriting here.
She remembered that when she was watching "You From the Stars", the heroine was thinking madly after leaving the heroine, and desperately sought out those who knew the heroine, and told them to talk about the heroine again and again Cry over and over ...
She looked puzzled at the time, and everyone was gone. Is it still useful to listen to those trivial matters?
Now she finally understood the mood.
In fact, she also wanted to hear more about God Jiuli from other populations.
Like just now, she teased and spoke to God, talking about those things when he got along with his father ...
It's not enough to listen to it again. I want to listen to it again ...
She could laugh even if it wasn't funny, tears almost burst out.
It's almost like hysterics!
It wasn't until the goddess Mo asked was almost suspicious, that she forced herself to stop, pretending to sit by this bookshelf without a problem and read the book written by God Jiuli.
The sun outside is just right, and the bright light hits the house, projecting a silhouette on the people indoors.
Such a fine afternoon, such bright sunshine, if he is still ...
My heart hurts like a tear!
She clenched the scroll in her hand and bent down slightly, waiting for the pain to pass.
Inadvertently glanced at a corner of the bookcase, a book looks a little bit special, and seems to be often taken down to read.
What kind of book is often taken down by God Jiuli?
She walked in curiously, raised her hand and went to get the book. It didn't feel right when she took it. This is not a book, this is an institution!
After all, she had been a special agent, and was not generally skilled at destroying institutions. Holding the book slightly turned, the bookshelf suddenly moved away from both sides, exposing one of the passages.