Tianshi Fubao is three and a half years old, spoiled by the tyrant father

Gu Zhaozhao and Yimei followed the woman all the way to a residential house in the outskirts of the city.

It was a small thatched cottage, and the yard was surrounded by simple fences, which looked dilapidated.

The woman looked around, stuffed the bag just now into her arms, and sneaked into the room.

Gu Zhaozhao raised his head and glanced at Yimei, "Uncle Yimei, why do I think she is doing something bad?"

One eyebrow gave a thumbs up, "Master has good eyesight, I also noticed it, if I'm not mistaken, it should be a bag of poison."

Gu Zhaozhao's pupils dilated for a while, and his pink mouth opened, "Uncle Yimei, is what you said true? Is it really poison?"

He stroked his beardless chin with one eyebrow, squinted his eyes slightly and nodded, "It's not wrong, according to my many years of experience in the rivers and lakes, this kind of packaging is either poison or silver taels.

But I saw that the movements she held were light and light, definitely not the weight that silver taels should have, so I concluded that it was poison. "

Gu Zhaozhao frowned slightly, rubbing his two small hands anxiously on his chest.

"Then let's go in and have a look, this sister must be trying to do something bad."

She didn't even dare to think about what it would be like if her sister, who looked like her mother, was actually poisoning and killing people.

Yimei pulled Gu Zhaozhao behind him, then hunched over and tiptoed into the courtyard bit by bit.

The dilapidated yard was overgrown with weeds, and there was only one trampled path leading to the thatched cottage.

Little Naituan worked hard on tiptoe, with two little hands pawing at the broken window, looking inside with blinking eyes.

The sun shines through the cracks in the wall and hits the dark bed.

Gu Zhaozhao saw a white-haired old man lying on it.

And the woman just now seemed to be cooking something.

The old man struggled to prop up his upper body, stretched out a trembling hand towards the woman with difficulty.

"Xiaoying, how is your marriage with Liu Er in the next village going? Did you delay because of your mother's illness?"

The woman called Xiaoying was slightly stunned, and the hand that was stirring the soup began to tremble uncontrollably.

But she still forced a smile, "Mother, you think too much, my marriage with him has been settled long ago, how could he go back on his word.

What's more, Liu Er is now the village head, and he has many eyes watching him when he does things, so he must not do such a treacherous thing. "

Only then did the old man lie down on the bed with a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good, mother only hopes that Xiaoying can marry well, so that I can feel at ease even if I die."

Xiaoying frowned tightly, with a hint of impatience in her eyes, "Okay, hurry up and take the medicine, and you can sleep well after taking the medicine."

The old man shook his head helplessly and sighed, tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, "It's all your father's gambler's fault, a good family has been ruined by him like this, originally we were rightly matched.

Mother doesn't have anything to give you as a dowry now, I'm afraid you will be bullied by your husband's family when you marry. "

Hearing this, Xiaoying couldn't bear it anymore.

She turned her head sharply, and shouted viciously: "Isn't it all your fault that you failed to give father a younger brother, which caused him to go out to find a concubine and lose all his family property, leaving us mother and daughter in this dilapidated place.

Fortunately, Liu Er and I have already had some friendship, otherwise, would you think he would let me in? "

The old man was stunned, his cloudy eyes filled with crystal clear tears.

Her pale lips trembled slightly, "Xiaoying, it's mother's fault, but mother is doing it for your own good anyway, mother doesn't want to keep you by that bastard's side, you have to know that your father and mother are not kind."

Xiaoying was sitting by the bed with a medicine bowl in her hand, and suddenly reached out to help the old man up.

"I don't know you yet, don't you just want me to serve you by your side.

Okay, okay, anyway, I'm going to get married soon, you hurry up and drink the medicine, everything will be fine after drinking the medicine. "

The old man nodded with tears all over his face, and leaned forward a little bit towards the medicine bowl.

Gu Zhaozhao outside the window was about to get up.

But when he found that the old man was about to touch the medicine bowl, he stopped suddenly.

She suddenly raised her hand and grabbed Xiaoying's wrist, "Xiaoying, you...you really want to do this, I'm your mother!"

Xiaoying seemed a little flustered, and the hand holding the medicine bowl began to shake non-stop.

Her eyes were erratic, and she didn't dare to look into the old man's eyes.

"Mother, you... I don't understand what you mean by that."

The old man's voice was filled with sorrow, "Xiaoying, I'm afraid you have forgotten that my mother was a helper in a pharmacy when she was young. I can smell the arsenic just by smelling it."

Xiaoying lowered her head in a trance, her eyes fluttered and her attitude changed abruptly.

She put down the medicine bowl and hugged the old man, "Mother, I'm sorry, don't blame Xiaoying!
In fact, I lied to you just now. Liu Er didn't want to marry me at all. He saw that I was a burden with my mother, and he insisted on waiting for your mother to die before letting me in.

But I have already inquired about it, and there are endless people who propose marriage to him. I am afraid that it will not take long for him to get married. "

Xiaoying suddenly raised her head, her delicate face was stained with wet tears.

She gently shook the old man's shoulders, "Mother, I am your biological daughter, you don't want to see me living alone in this world with no one to take care of me."

The old man was crying so hard, she stretched out her hand to pat Xiaoying's back, but she didn't give up the real force.

"Xiaoying, what do you ask your mother to do? Is it true that you can live happily ever after your mother dies?"

Xiaoying bit her lip and nodded to admit, "Then Liu Er said that if you pass away in a few days, he will marry me as promised.

At that time, I will bury you in a grand manner and build the best mausoleum for you. "

The old man was stunned, looking at Xiaoying with disappointment in his eyes.

She shook her head, leaned back slightly and fell on the bed, "That's all, you and my mother and daughter just treat it as what I owe you in my previous life.

Since you want my old life, I will give it to you. I hope you will not regret living the rest of your life well. "

Xiaoying cried and nodded while lying on the bed, "Mother, I will, I will live a good life and go to your grave every year in the future."

At this moment, the old man's sorrow is greater than his heart's death.

What could be more tragic than the fact that the daughter I had worked so hard to bring up had to end her life in order to get married?
Thinking about it, now that she is seriously ill, and her life is useless, she might as well fulfill her daughter and do one last thing for her.

The old man picked up the medicine bowl tremblingly with his withered hands, and moved it towards his mouth bit by bit.

"You can't drink it!" There was a sweet voice of drinking milk, and then the door was kicked open.

Gu Zhaozhao and two figures with one eyebrow, one big and one small stood by the door, and the sun behind them stretched their shadows long on the ground.