Pan Jiaojiao walked out of the Governor's Office with a needle and thread basket, her eyes a little dull.

She was not like this originally. Although her husband died and her family was not as good as before, she still had a son. She was by her side. Seeing him growing up day by day, Madam Pan felt extremely at ease and had a bright future in life.

But who knew that the child had always remembered his father's hatred and actually took revenge to Shi Saner! Shi Saner had defected to the government, turned into an officer and soldier of the court, and became a halberd leader. How could that stupid child dare to assassinate him?

These father and son are just as stubborn!

Pan Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and cursed her dead man hatefully. That dead ghost, even though she knew that Li Xiaochang had rebelled, even though she knew that Shi San was a lawless soldier under Li Xiaochang, she was given away for nothing, but why wasn't he worth his life? She made her son leave with him.

Now Madam Pan is only thirty-four or fifteen years old, but her energy is like an old woman in her sixties or seventies. She has no hope and will only be alive if she lives.

"stop!"

The halberd soldier at the gate of the Governor's Office suddenly pushed the halberd across and blocked her.

He stared at Pan Madam with his halberd and said, "You have a bulging waist, what's stuffed? Stop and check!"

"Meat! That's meat! My own!"

Madam Pan was angry, pinched a piece of flesh on her waist, and shouted at the halberd hand: "It's not the first day that I've been working in the Governor's Office. Have you never seen it? Ah! You said what is hidden in my waist! Come on, touch it!"

Pan Madam pressed her step by step, and the halberd holder was only seventeen or eighteen years old. She was not her opponent. She was so scared that she retreated repeatedly.

"Okay, OK, Madam Pan and Xiao Ding also follow the official duties!"

Qiao Erlang, the head of the halberd, rushed over, glared at the halberd hand, and turned to Pan Madam: "Xiao Ding is new, there are many people coming in and out of the mansion, he doesn't recognize it, haha, don't blame it! Don't blame it!"

Madam Pan glared at Xiao Ding fiercely: "You kid, have some eyes in the future. Don't think that if I die, the man will be bullied if I have no son, hum!"

Madam Pan left the mansion hatefully and vaguely heard Qiao Erlang scolding Xiao Ding behind him: "You boy, you messed with that woman, the woman died, her husband, and her son had just been cut off by the court. She was a family, but no one was afraid of it!"

Mrs. Pan snorted and took a few quick steps. Suddenly the tears flowed down. The dead ghost was killed for the sake of a pair of boots, and the stupid son was cut off by the court to avenge his father, leaving her alone and alone. How could he endure this life?

Mrs. Pan walked along the way, crying all the way, her eyes swollen like walnuts. When she arrived in front of her home, Mrs. Pan suddenly saw that the fence was open, and her heart was tight. There were still a few old hens in the yard, so why didn’t you catch a thief?

Mrs. Pan hurried into the yard a few steps, and saw a beggar in rags sleeping under the persimmon tree. Mrs. Pan threw down the sewing basket, picked up a stick from the corner of the wall, and then rushed over with his eyes. Before the person had arrived, the cry of crying sounded first: "Oh my God, what a beggar who is heartless and heartless, bullied me..."

The crying stopped abruptly. Pan held up a stick and looked at the face of the beggar sleeping under the persimmon tree in shock. He whispered like malaria: "You...you..."

Li Yu was awakened by her crying. When she opened her eyes, she saw a middle-aged woman standing in front of her. In an instant, the memory of Li Yu rushed to her heart like a tide.

Six or seven years ago, Pan Madam was still a famous beauty in the alley. Although she was over thirty years old, she was still charming and charming. But after she beat her husband to death, she pulled her son alone, so she could not even bother to describe her dressing.

A 12 or 13-year-old boy is the time to eat the most. People in later generations absolutely imagine that a young man with a big appetite and can eat it, which is enough to make a poor family difficult to eat.

Children from poor families should come out to work at the age of twelve or thirteen to help the family. However, Li Yu didn't know which evil he had hit him, so he just asked around. Whenever he heard that someone was good at fist and kicking, he would flatter him and learn martial arts. He did nothing else, so he would be more edible.

But Mrs. Pan's beautified son and would never let her son suffer any hunger and coldness. She sold makeup mirrors, used as jewelry, cloth clothes, hairpins and skirts, and made money by working. She forced her son to become a young man, but her face grew older and her body became bloated.

Neighbors say that Pan Madam's hard life has finally come to an end. Who knows that Li Yu's first thing to do to kill people when he grows up is to kill people. He killed people for the sake of filial piety, but when he was escorted to the prison of the mansion, he didn't know how many neighbors pointed at his nose and called him unfilial and unsanctified.

All kinds of memories surged into my heart. Although the person who dominated this body was Yang Bing's memory, the unforgettable maternal love for his son could not help but affect him. Li Yu's nose suddenly became sore, and he couldn't help but turn over and kneel down, and said tremblingly: "Mom! Unfilial, I'm back!"

Madam Pan took a step back tremblingly, and the wooden stick in her hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Mrs. Pan stared at her son like she was lost, her lips trembled, and after a while, she suddenly cried with a shrill voice: "Little Fish! My son~~~"

Pan cried loudly, rushed over and hugged Li Yu, crying so hard that the sky and the earth broke: "My son, you are coming back to see my mother! You are unfilial little beast! Why are you killing people for the sake of the dead ghost? How can you live by leaving me alone~~"

Mrs. Pan hugged Li Yu and cried, but her arms were tightly held, fearing that her son would disappear if she let go.

Since her son was sent to the capital, the day of the September 9th autumn of September was like a knife hanging in her heart, which cut her heart blood all the time. On September 9th, she was in a state of despair and sat alone at home. When it was time to be executed at noon, she suddenly couldn't help crying, crying until she fainted. She knew that her son, the piece of flesh that fell from her body, would no longer exist from this moment.

Now, her son has come back to see her. Before he was reincarnated, he is still thinking about her mother, so he has come back to see her.

Mrs. Pan was both sad and happy, and cried with her son so angry. Li Yu was a little surprised at first. After hearing what Mrs. Pan said, she realized that she thought she was just returning from her soul. Li Yu felt both funny and sad. If the memory of Yang Bing in his consciousness was still so uncomfortable and alienated to Mrs. Pan, she would have disappeared at this moment.

Li Yu was moved to Madam Pan's ear: "Mom! I'm not dead! I'm back alive!"

As if struck by lightning, Pan quickly let go of Li Yu, looked at him carefully, and said in disbelief: "My son, you...what did you say? You are not dead? You are not dead?"

Li Yu's nose was sour and said to Pan Madam: "Of course it's not dead! Mom, it's not dark yet. If I were a ghost, how could I show up?"

"Not dead? None dead! My son is not dead!"

Pan Madam pinched Li Yu's shoulder in surprise, touched his cheeks, and suddenly changed his face. She looked around in horror for a few glances, and pushed Li Yu and said, "Son, have you escaped from prison? Go quickly, you can escape as far as you can. As long as you are alive, go quickly! Go quickly!"

Pan's eyes were full of fear, fearing that a minute later, the government sent someone to rush in and catch her son. Li Yu was amused and crying, grabbed Pan's hands hard and said seriously: "Mom! Don't worry! I'm not dead! I'm not running away from prison! I'm..."

Li Yu hesitated for a moment and then said, "I am... because I killed someone for my father to fulfill my filial piety! So the emperor gave me kindness and forgived my sins! Mom, I am now a sinless person, I am alive and have no sins, do you understand?"

"Living? Isn't guilty? My son, alive?" Pan looked at Li Yu straight and murmured.
Chapter completed!