Chapter 2073: Real world 2

Chapter 2033 Real World 2
The boy looked at the same girl and painted Danqing. I saw a row of seats. Men and women sat together. Some of them were wearing military green clothes. The style of the clothes was very strange.
No, it’s accurate to say that everyone’s clothes are very weird.
In the crowd, the kid noticed a pair of men and women at a glance, and the man’s looks were cold, especially the fierce scorpions, which made him notice his presence at a glance.
As for the woman, the woman looks good, the only thing that attracts attention is the eyes. The pair of scorpions gave him a very familiar feeling, as if he had seen it.
The boy's ink eyes contemplate, and suddenly his eyes suddenly brightened.
The eyes...
Kid ink looks at the mother side.
That's right, it's the same look, even the plain face is no longer so ordinary because of these eyes.
Why did the mother kiss this, and the characters in the painting and those strange scenes made him very confused.
When the northern rain 棠 painted the last stroke, the whole person was like a collapse, and fell to the chair.
Xiao Moer remembered the toes and used his sleeves to wipe the sweat from the mother's forehead.
The northern rain owl returned to the gods and looked at the small steamed buns in front of him, showing soft light in his eyes. She glanced at the sky and didn't expect it to be so late.
"Go, use dinner."
On the dining table, the three people sat around a table. Xiaomoer noticed that there was very little food in the north rain. He couldn’t help but ask:
Mother, isn’t the food different for your taste?

Musk also put down the tableware and looked at her. "Mr. Wood, what do you want to eat, I will give it to you again."
"You don't have to be nervous, I just don't have an appetite."
After the rain, he forced himself to take two sips before putting down the tableware. The kid ink also put down the tableware.
"I'm stuffed."
Xiao Moer saw that the mother had eaten so little, and the little brow wrinkled tightly.
After dinner, Xiao Moer saw her mother in the study room and read the lights at night. When he walked in, the mother did not notice that the whole person was focused on his own world.
Xiao Moer took the book from the side, did not bother her, but quietly stayed by her side to accompany her.
Muxiang was hungry for the rain, went to the kitchen to make a few snacks, and gave them a pot of tea. She was sitting at the door, waiting to see the mother and son in the house from time to time. The two of them were focused on their own affairs under the candlelight. It looked so harmonious and warm.
Look at them, look at the moonlight outside, and yawn from time to time.
Xiaomoer looked up and saw her yawning again and again, put down the books in her hands, looked up at the sky outside, and it was already two days. He glanced at the rain that was still being written, and went to the front of the musk, whispered: "Sister Xiang, late at night, you go back to rest earlier."
"Nothing, I am waiting for you."
Xiaomoer shook his head in disapproval. "We have nothing to do here. You don't have to be here, take a rest early."
Muxiang looked at the house in the middle of the busy North Rain, and then look at the little master in front of him, and nodded, "Little son, you also rest earlier."
"Ok."
After the musk left, Xiaomoer returned to the desk and opened the book to continue watching. From time to time, she looked up at her mother. I don't know if it is his illusion. I always feel that my mother has woke up after this time.
Seeing that they are all three days, the mother has no signs of stopping.
(End of this chapter)