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Chapter 14 You are not my biological father
"Mu Mu, you want to fulfill your father's filial piety and prescribe a painless medicine for your grandmother so that she can find her grandfather in peace, okay?" Meng He didn't even look at his mother.

He looked at his daughter tenderly, it was time to take a step forward.

"Okay! Take this medicine and you will fall asleep quickly. You will pass away in a quarter of an hour without any pain. Hey, here you go!" Su Mumu smiled at Mrs. Meng and handed it over.

Princess Xiaoyao and Meng He all looked at Mrs. Meng together, their expressions seemed to say, eat quickly, you can die after eating.

Mrs. Meng looked at her son and then at the princess. She couldn't hold herself any longer. She walked away quickly and shouted loudly, "I'm sick, I'm old, and I don't care about anything anymore."

"Seal my yard so no one can come in. I will not step out of the yard in the future."

Meng He looked at his mother's back and smiled, his eyes red.

"Mr. Meng, if it is inconvenient for Mumu to be here, I will take her back to live for a while, and then come back after you have settled the matter here!" Princess Xiaoyao felt that the situation in the Meng family seemed unfriendly to the little girl.

"Aunt Princess, I live here to take care of dad. You don't have to worry about me, I won't be bullied or sad." There is absolutely no way Su Mumu would let go of his dad who was protecting him at this time.

"Mu Mu, be obedient and go back with the princess. Kang Bo and Ah Xing will take care of me." But Meng He didn't want his daughter to stay.

In the past few days, he will thoroughly manage the entire Meng family. As for his mother, if she finds trouble again, the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha is also very suitable for her.

"Little miss, please leave the medicine to the old slave. The old slave will take good care of the young master." Kang Bo was very distressed. The young master was beaten like this, and he even hated the old lady.

"But I want to take care of daddy..." Su Mumu lowered her head and rubbed her hands together.

She has never had a father, but now she finally has a father who is really good to her, and she wants to spend more time with him.

"Mr. Meng, let Mu Mu stay. She is a good child. I will go back first." Princess Xiaoyao was now relieved that Master Meng would take care of Mu Mu.

"Thank you, Princess, for your help." Meng He bowed and saluted.

"My lord, just don't blame me for meddling in other people's business." Princess Xiaoyao didn't want to meddle in other people's affairs at all.

But if it concerns the little girl, it is no longer a private matter, nor is it anyone else's business.

"I am very grateful to the princess for her care for Mu Mu." Meng He, a scholar, is already on the verge of collapse after being punished by his family.

But for the sake of his daughter's dignity, he still insisted on sending Princess Xiaoyao off for a few steps.

After Princess Xiaoyao left, he fell heavily. Su Mumu instinctively took a step forward, faster than Ah Xing.

She used her young back to hold her father up steadily.

"Ah Xing, hurry up and carry the young master. How are you, little lady? Are you suppressing me?" Only now did Kang Bo understand why the young master was willing to give everything for the little lady.

Who wouldn’t want such a good daughter?

Ah Xing hurriedly carried the adults to the house. He admired the young lady from the bottom of his heart.

Su Mumu didn't pay attention to their looks and followed her to her father's room, "Grandpa Kang, cut all of my father's clothes and be careful."

"Uncle Ah Xing, go get a basin of clean water."

Dad's wound must be cleaned and medicated, and he must lie down for two days to let the wound scab.

Kang Bo immediately followed the instructions. The young master said that the young lady has very strong medical skills and Taoist skills. Now it seems that her martial arts skills should also be very strong.

With such a young lady, the young master is finally free from his wife's control.

When Meng He woke up, it was already an hour later. He saw his daughter lying beside the bed, the milk on her face was squeezed out of shape, and there was drool at the corner of her mouth.He stretched out his hand to wipe it, and looked into his daughter's foggy eyes, "Mu Mu."

"Dad, are you feeling better? Do you still feel pain?" Su Mumu raised her head and wiped her saliva with her sleeves nonchalantly.

"It doesn't hurt. Daddy doesn't feel any pain at all. It makes Mu Mu worried." When Meng He spoke, blood appeared on his chapped lips.

Su Mumu dipped the cotton cloth in water, and then carefully wiped it for her father, "Dad, in fact, you are not worth it for me. What is the story between my mother and you?"

At this moment, she wanted to know.

What kind of love could make her father risk his own life, even leaving the Meng family, to have her.

"There is a world of difference between a goddess and a poor boy. She saved me. Without your mother, I would have died a long time ago. Therefore, I will protect you desperately. Everything I do is worth it."

"What's more, Mumu is so cute and kind, and I would be willing to give 30 years of my life in exchange for being your father." Meng He looked at her tenderly.

So you are not my biological father. She did not say this. Su Mumu looked at him steadily, "Can I see my mother's portrait?"

"Of course! You come with me." Meng He mentioned the portrait, rubbed it and got up.

Yes, the injury on my back no longer hurts!

Su Mumu: Actually, you don’t have to be so anxious.

In the study, Su Mumu watched her father open a cabinet first, and then take out a box. There was a layer of velvet inside the box, and then...opened...

It probably covered seven or eight floors. Su Mumu went from looking forward to it at the beginning to becoming numb later on.

Finally opening it, her little head came closer to her father's longing expression as he recalled it.

The woman in the portrait is dressed in red, with a huge sword behind her and a bright smile on her face.

"Your mother is like the sun, she can shine into every corner and make us mortals feel warm. Mu Mu, you are very much like her, kind and just." Meng He did not dare to touch the face of the person in the painting with his hands. .

He hung the portrait up for Mu Mu to see enough.

Su Mumu looked at her, "But she doesn't want me. My fate is not good."

At this moment, Su Mumu was like a child abandoned by her mother, and her eyes were red with grievance.

"Mu Mu, I believe your mother must have her own reasons and will not give up on you just because of your fate." Meng He comforted his daughter, and then he reluctantly said, "I will give this portrait to you now. "

Su Mumu shook her head, "No, dad, please put it away."

She didn't want a portrait, she wanted a living mother who would hold her in her arms and tell her that she didn't have to be afraid of anything, that she had a mother for everything.

Looking at his daughter's disappointed face, Meng He, a grown man, didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only silently put away the portrait.

"Dad, do I look like my mother?" Su Mumu covered her face and exposed her facial features, which should make her look more like her.

Mom is very thin, she is too fat!

"It looks exactly like the one carved from the same mold. The first time I saw you, I felt like you! Especially the confidence in your eyes, the temperament on your body, and the look from the inside out." Meng He praised his daughter. , touched her little head, and pinched her little face.

(End of this chapter)