Five-year-old little girl: Mom has thousands of acres of material space

Chapter 74 Mrs. Zhao who was subjected to domestic violence

"Uh, yes, civet cat..."

Jiang Xiaoxiao quickly covered the three horizontal stripes on the little tiger's forehead with her sleeves, leaving only the little tiger's cat-like body exposed.

The old ladies are quite old, so it’s best not to let them know that this is a tiger, so as not to be frightened.

"Auntie, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

After saying that, Jiang Xiaoxiao hugged the little tiger cub and rushed to Sister Zhao's house, but she felt a little worried. She didn't know if the gossip those old ladies were talking about just now was true...

If it is true, Mrs. Zhao is so pitiful. This scoundrel Zhao is both domestic violence and cheating. He is really not a man!

As she walked, her heart became heavy.

The little tiger in his arms seemed to be unconscious, raised his paw to his mouth, licked it, and yawned lazily.

"You're quite comfortable." Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but get angry. She carried it all the way here, and she couldn't hold it anymore. But it was fine, nestling comfortably in her arms. "You come down and walk by yourself. I can't hold it anymore." Moved."

"Ow~"

"...It's no use acting like a baby."

The little tiger who was left behind quickly followed Jiang Xiaoxiao's footsteps and chased her, calling out "oooo" and "oooo" all the way, sticking to her feet and spinning around, unable to stop acting coquettishly.

Jiang Xiaoxiao looked down at it and said, "You can walk by yourself."

The tiger cub was still young at the moment, and although she was only five years old, she could barely hold it. But in a month or two, when the tiger grew up, she might not be able to hold it.

So, one person and one tiger came to Zhao Lai's house.

From a distance, Jiang Xiaoxiao saw a figure kneeling on the ground in the yard. When he got closer, he saw clearly that it was Chun Miao kneeling on the ground, knocking her head constantly and pleading:

"Dad, please, please find a doctor to look after my mother..."

"Look at it, that woman brought this upon herself!" Zhao Lairai walked out of the room and cursed.

Seeing Chunmiao kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to beg Zhao Rascal, Jiang Xiaoxiao felt filled with sadness. This scene seemed familiar. She had also lived like this in Lao Li's house...

"Dad, please, I will do whatever you ask me to do from now on..."

In the yard, Chun Miao's head was knocked heavily on the sun-dried and solid soil, and it was covered with bruises. "Mom will die if she continues like this, can you just bear it..."

"It's just the right time to die!" Zhao Laihai interrupted her cruelly, "This yellow-faced woman is dead, so I can just bring in a new one!"

"Dad!" Chun Miao shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Damn girl, you're yelling at me, you're making so much noise!" Zhao Rascal seemed to be annoyed and impatient, so he kicked Chun Miao.

Chun Miao's thin body was kicked to the ground. She cried desperately, tears falling down her cheeks.

"Shut up! I cry all the time, just like your mother, it's so annoying!"

Zhao Laiyi cursed and walked out of the yard. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he caught a glimpse of someone hiding outside the yard and peeking towards him. A lewd smile appeared on his face: "Hey, girl, what are you doing in my house? You're not here to see my uncle." Bar?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao was caught off guard and took a step back: "I, I'm looking for Sister Chunmiao."

"Hey, girl, what are you afraid of? I just want to say a few words to you." Seeing Jiang Xiaoxiao retreat, Zhao Rascal frowned, but his eyes swept over Jiang Xiaoxiao's fair and delicate face unscrupulously.

Not to mention, this little face is good-looking, but he is a bit younger...

He was thinking about the pity, but his eyes fell on Jiang Xiaoxiao's clean clothes again. He couldn't help but said greedily: "I said, girl, has your family become rich recently? I'm afraid the clothes you are wearing cost a lot of money." ?”

As he spoke, his hands grabbed Jiang Xiaoxiao's clothes directly. Jiang Xiaoxiao frowned. She didn't expect that Rascal Zhao could be so shameless. He was surrounded by neighbors, but he dared to attack her in broad daylight. Just as she was about to scream, something suddenly jumped out from behind her.

"Ouch——"

With a low roar, Rascal Zhao screamed in pain: "Ah——!!"

He threw his hand away and felt as if the flesh on his hand was about to be bitten off. When he lowered his head, he saw clearly what was biting him, and his face suddenly changed with fear: "Big, big insect!! "

"Ouch!!"

The little tiger stepped forward, its body collapsed tightly, and stood in front of Jiang Xiaoxiao, baring its teeth at Rascal Zhao, revealing its sharp teeth.

The small tiger cub was not nearly as scary as the king of beasts in the forest, but its ferocious look and bared teeth scared Rascal Zhao to the point where his legs went weak.

"Why are there worms here!?"

Zhao Laiyi took two steps back in horror. When he saw Jiang Xiaoxiao being protected by a tiger, he seemed to understand something, and his face suddenly turned ugly, "Damn girl, how dare you let the worm bite me! Are you looking for -"

Before he finished speaking, the little tiger let out another low "oow" sound at him.

Zhao Laihai was so frightened that he immediately closed his mouth. He swallowed his saliva and, ignoring his bitten and bloody hand, said harsh words to Jiang Xiaoxiao: "Wait for me!"

After saying that, he ran away.

The little tiger wanted to chase him, but Jiang Xiaoxiao stopped him: "Little tiger, forget it, come back."

"Ow~"

The little tiger bared his teeth and barked, as if he was very dissatisfied with the escaped Zhao Rascal.

"Forget it, it wouldn't be good if someone died."

Jiang Xiaoxiao bent down and touched its head soothingly. The fact that her family raised tigers was shocking enough. If others knew that the tigers she raised had killed people, they would definitely get into trouble.

After comforting the little tiger, Jiang Xiaoxiao got up and entered the yard.

At this moment, Chunmiao was still lying on the ground crying, huddled up in a ball. She seemed to be immersed in great grief, unaware of everything happening outside the hospital.

Jiang Xiaoxiao sighed helplessly, squatted down, and called out in a soft voice: "Sister Chunmiao..."

Chunmiao raised her face full of tears, and her voice was still crying: "Xiaoxiao... why are you here?"

"Let me see what happened to you... I heard it outside just now. What happened to your mother?"

"Xiaoxiao..."

Chun Miao seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, so she rushed up to hug Jiang Xiaoxiao and cried bitterly, "My mother is dying, wuwuwu, Xiaoxiao, what should I do..."

"Sister Chunmiao, don't cry yet. Tell me, what happened to your mother?" Jiang Xiaoxiao patted Chunmiao on the shoulder and comforted her softly.

However, when she followed Chunmiao into the house, she saw eight-year-old Chunmiao kneeling beside the bed and crying heartbrokenly. However, Sister Zhao who was lying on the bed was motionless and her eyes were closed. , his face turned gray.

But the injuries on his forehead and corners of his eyes were extremely conspicuous.

Jiang Xiaoxiao frowned and stepped forward to lift the quilt covering Sister Zhao. The next second, she couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

(End of this chapter)