Mi Bao was three and a half years old, and was favored by the big bosses in the capital

The night goes on.

The Su family fell into silence again, but several people could not sleep.

Su Guang turned over again, endured and endured, and couldn't bear it anymore.

He said: "Daughter-in-law, our Xiuxiu is not just because of Zhong Xiong, is it?"

There was a moment of silence.

"I regret it now, how could I have blindfolded my daughter to marry such a family!"

After Liu Wanjun finished speaking, Su Guang sat up abruptly.

"It's really the Zhao family?! Those bastards! Is it dead to be my father? How dare you..."

"If you have no power, what's the use of living? If people really treat us like green onions, will they bully Xiuxiu like that?"

Liu Wanjun also sat up, her tone was also very aggressive, and she was still a little choked up when she listened carefully.

When Su Guang heard it, his voice became hoarse.

The two just sat there, silent for a while.

Su Guang sighed, "I'm useless."

"You are not the only one who is useless." Liu Wanjun also sighed softly.

In the final analysis, they were both blind, picking and choosing, so why did they accept Zhao Wenqu's marriage proposal?
"Whether it's the Zhao family or Zhong Xiong, we can't call the door to ask for justice, otherwise Xiuxiu's reputation will be ruined before justice is obtained."

Liu Wanjun grasped the quilt tightly with her hands, and said through gritted teeth.

Su Guang was not reconciled, but he also knew that what his wife said was right.

"But I can't swallow this breath. I hold my daughter on the top of my heart and take care of her grown-up girl, yet I'm being bullied like this. When I think about Xiuxiu's behavior just now, I feel bad!"

"You think I'm strong?" Liu Wanjun said angrily.

Su Guang was silent, and said: "No, these accounts can be settled later, but I have to ask for the interest in advance, at least I have to get out of my mind first, otherwise I am worried that I will not live long!"

After hearing this, Liu Wanjun stretched out his hand and patted his hand lightly, and said, "Don't just go there foolishly."

the other side.

Meanwhile, in another room.

Su Wenxiu fell into a nightmare again, begging for mercy or angry words incessantly.

Mi Bao obediently sat by the bed, watching Su Wenxiu's appearance, this time, she did not try to wake her up, but quietly listened to her dream language.

"Zhao Changan... is the third uncle of the Zhao family?"

"Zhong Xiong? Who is it?"

"Wen Qu is Daddy, isn't Daddy dead? How could Mother ask Daddy to save her?"

"The lifeblood... what is that?"

"Broken... the root?"

……

While listening to Su Wenxiu's words seriously, Mi Bao frowned and tried hard to understand those words.

As he listened, Mi Bao gradually became drowsy and fell asleep unconsciously.

The next day, Mi Bao woke up from the heat.

She rubbed her eyes in a daze and sat up, then turned to look at Su Wenxiu.

But Su Wenxiu's face was pale.

She reached out and touched it, it was hot.

She is familiar with this matter, and my mother always had hot forehead like this before.

Mi Bao woke up instantly. She rolled over from Su Wenxiu, slid along the edge of the bed to the floor, and moved a small stool to open the door with her bare feet.

A cold wind was blowing in front of me.

Mi Bao shrank his neck in the cold, and curled up his toes.

"Mibao, are you awake?"

Da Lang, who was fetching water by the well, heard the door opening and looked over.

Meebo ran out.

When Da Lang saw her bare feet, he immediately put the bucket in his hand on the ground, ran over and picked up Mi Bao, holding her little feet with one hand, "Mi Bao, why did you run out without wearing shoes! I'm going to catch a cold!"

"Brother, my mother has a fever."