ebookland Chapter 887 Who is this person who looks like a young lady?
Chapter 887 Who is this person who looks like a young lady?
Li Moer ignored the group of drunkards who were toasting each other, and instead spread out his mind, searching for the storage room they mentioned.
Suddenly her eyes lit up. At the foot of the mountain two hundred meters away from the small building, there was an adobe house. There were no less than thirty or forty holes of various sizes on the walls of the house. The cold wind blew in through the holes, making a humming sound.
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There were many farm tools piled up inside the adobe house. In the innermost part, there was a bed made of broken wooden boards with a layer of straw on it. On the straw lay an old lady who was about to die. The old lady was in her seventies, with a face full of wrinkles and chapped lips.
The old lady was covered with a thin blanket. The blanket was black and had more than ten holes of various sizes.
At this moment, a small head popped out from the gap between the old lady and the wall. It looked around, then climbed onto the old lady. After looking for a while, it jumped off the old lady and crawled out through a hole in the wall. It was actually a mouse.
When Li Moer saw this scene, tears immediately fell from her eyes.
He never expected that there would be such a beastly son in the world, who made his mother lie in the storage room and hang out with rats. At this moment, she hated these two demons in human skin.
Zhao Yunting saw Li Moer's tears and felt distressed. He took out the tissue Li Moer had given him from his pocket and gently wiped her tears. However, the more he wiped, the more tears came. He hurriedly tried to comfort her.
Zhao Yunting knew that Li Moer must have seen the old lady's condition and was crying with heartache.
Li Moer pulled him and flashed into the space, then appeared outside the adobe house. He lifted the straw curtain door made of weeds, and immediately a foul odor filled his nose.
At this time, the old lady seemed to be living in her own world, with no perception of things outside.
Li Moer and Zhao Yunting heard the old lady mumbling unconsciously: "My daughter, Yu'e, come back, don't abandon your mother, you old man, you dare to sell my daughter, you will not die well, God will take you away. Yu'e, my daughter, where are you? Mom misses you so much, wuwuwu..."
Seeing this scene, not only Li Moer's tears fell, but even Zhao Yunting's eyes were red.
Li Moer grabbed Zhao Yunting's arm and said bitterly, "Brother Ting, I will make them lose everything and become the poorest people. I will make them even more miserable than grandma when they are old. I swear!"
Zhao Yunting nodded vigorously: "Yes, I support you. If they can treat the mother who gave birth to him and raised him like this, they can't be called human beings, they are worse than animals!"
Li Moer took out a glass of water from the space, and Zhao Yunting sat next to the old lady's head and helped her sit up.
The old lady seemed to have regained consciousness. She looked at Li Moer and Zhao Yunting in confusion and asked, "Hey? Who are you? Am I dead? Why am I seeing the golden boy and jade girl?"
Li Moer cried and said, "Drink some water first, then I'll tell you who I am."
The old lady was probably too thirsty, so she gulped down the whole glass of water.
After drinking the spiritual spring water, the old lady's spirit became better and better, and her eyes became clearer and clearer.
She looked at Li Mo'er, and the more she looked, the more excited she became. "Are you my daughter, Yu'e, are you back? No, Yu'e is almost forty now, it's impossible for her to be so young. Who are you? Why do you look so much like my Yu'e when she was a teenager?"
Grandma also said that Li Moer and her mother looked very similar when they first came, especially their noses and eyes, which looked like they were carved from the same mold. However, Moer's mother was very dark and had rough skin at that time.
Li Moer said: "Grandma, my name is Li Moer, I am your granddaughter, my mother is Wang Yu'e. You are my grandmother."
The old lady was stunned. She grasped Li Moer's tender white hands with a pair of hands as thin as dry branches, tears streaming down her face. "You are Yu'e's daughter, my granddaughter. Is this true? Am I dreaming?"
Li Moer said, "Grandma, you are not dreaming. This is real. I have come to find you. All your suffering is over."
The old lady looked at Zhao Yunting again and asked, "Who is this person who looks like a young lady?"