Fast-wearing female supporting roles: the villain is pretending to be pitiful again

Chapter 1757 We Are Really Fleeing Famine, Not Bandits (39)

"enough!"

There was a 'crash', and the sound of teapots and cups falling to the ground came from the west wing.

At the same time, Qiao's youngest son was suppressing his angry and anxious roar.

"Huiniang, An'an, come in, come in quickly."

"Father!" Xiao An's face turned pale, and he hurried to the Westinghouse.

Hui Niang was also anxious, but she still knelt down in front of the old lady again in grief, begging:

"Father, mother, the third child is also your own son, please show mercy and save him, he is still so young, we cannot let him lie paralyzed on the bed for the rest of his life!"

"I beg you, I beg you, as long as you can save him, you two elders can ask me to do anything in the future, even...even if I really divorce, I just ask you to save him, save him Save him!"

Hui Niang kept kowtowing, but Mr. Qiao remained silent in the room, and the old lady was unmoved by it.

Joe's boss, Qiao Dashu, stood aside with a face of embarrassment, while Qian was gloating, as if watching a play.

Joe's second brother, Qiao Wenzhou, and his wife have been hiding in the house and have not come out. The two sons of Qiao's eldest son and the two daughters of Qiao's second family will go to the mountain with the people in the village.

For a while, only Hui Niang, crying and begging, and the old lady's sharp abuse were left in the yard.

"Damn, you're crying. Is it because the old lady refuses to save him? Is it because the old lady is reluctant to give up the money? The doctor said that his leg is completely useless, and he won't be able to stand up in the future. He will be a waste in the future. You let him How can I save it?"

"Spend all the money on him, a waste who can't even stand up, so our family doesn't have to eat, drink, or live? My two grandchildren don't have to go to school?"

"Damn, bastard, you'd better keep your mouth shut and don't disturb my mother to rest, otherwise my mother will let the third child divorce you immediately."

Hui Niang's face was pale, her body was staggering, and she almost fell down.

She was about to open her mouth to beg, but unexpectedly there was a 'dong' sound from the Westinghouse, followed by the sharp and trembling cry of her son An An.

"father!"

"Father, no, you can't move, we don't beg them, we don't beg them, my sister said, your leg will be cured, she can be cured, she went to the mountains to dig herbs, and she will be back soon Now, when she comes back, you will be saved."

"We don't beg them, we don't beg them, let's wait for my sister to come back, wait for my sister to come back."

"The head of the house!" Hui Niang's face turned even paler, she got up with her hands and feet and gritted her teeth, and rushed towards the west room.

Walking to the door, the door just opened from the inside.

The son was squatting aside with tears all over his face, and the husband was crawling on the ground in cold sweat and embarrassment, with two blood marks behind him.

Probably because it was too painful, the expression on his pale face was a little ferocious and distorted, and his hair was drenched with sweat.

"The head of the house!" Hui Niang screamed, trembling and rushed over.

Qiao Laosan was so painful that he was about to faint, so he bit his tongue hard, and then he held on.

Stretching out a trembling hand, "cough cough cough... Hui Niang, Hui Niang, you come in, you enter the house."

With tears in her eyes, Hui Niang supported his shoulders with trembling hands, her voice choked with sadness, "Okay, I'll go in, I'll go in right now, head of the house, don't move, don't move."

"An'an, hurry up, help your mother, let's help your father to bed."

"it is good."

Xiao An vigorously wiped the tears off his face, gritted his teeth, supported his father's arm, and helped his mother slowly move him back, and then helped him onto the bed.

(End of this chapter)