Rebirth Era's Petite Wife

Chapter 878 Chapter 875 Poisonous Medicine
Shen Jiao thought of an ancient prescription she heard in her previous life, and then thought of what Han Qixiu said just now, she had a bad guess in her heart, and asked carefully: "Is the material of this medicine very sinister?"

Han Qixiu nodded: "Yu Xilin is so suspicious, but he has no evidence, so he called me."

Shen Jiao was so angry that her brows stood on end, she scolded: "What does this Zhao Guangxiu want to do? How dare he make this kind of pill? Does he still have humanity?"

Han Qixiu sneered: "This kind of person can't do anything in order to climb up? Human nature can be discarded at any time for them!"

Compared to the anger of Shen Jiao and Yu Xilin, Han Qixiu was much calmer. He was a little angry when he first heard it, but he has calmed down now. He has seen countless dirty things over the years. Zhao Guangxiu's medicine is really only for pediatrics.

Shen Jiao vented her anger by cursing a few words, and asked, "How did Yu Xilin know about this?"

"This longevity pill is very popular in their circle, especially those officials and wives. Almost everyone has a bottle. Someone recommended this longevity pill to Yue Siyan. Yue Siyan felt that something was wrong, so he went back and told Yu Xilin, Yu Xilin was proficient in this way, and he knew something tricky when he heard it, so he sent someone to inquire about it."

Shen Jiao spat and said angrily, "Why didn't the police arrest this bastard?"

Han Qixiu said coldly: "Most of Zhao Guangxiu's clients are high-level people, and some of them are in charge of the police. Who dares to arrest him?"

"Is this villain allowed to do evil? I don't know how many children he will harm?" Shen Jiao was indignant.

This so-called longevity pill, if she guessed correctly, the raw material should be related to the body, just like the ancient emperors and concubines always loved to use lamb for tonic.

But even the emperors in ancient times would not do things that were too harmful to their morality, fearing retribution, and only used lambs for supplements, but Zhao Guangxiu, a bastard, dared to risk the world's shame, what audacity!

Han Qixiu comforted: "I'll go and investigate, as long as there is evidence, I will respond with the above."

"Never let this villain go!"

Shen Jiao didn't know why she was so angry. If she had heard about this before Yuanyuan Zhuangzhuang was born, she might not have been so angry. At that time, she didn't care much about other people's lives, she only cared about herself. Attentiveness.

But after having a son, Shen Jiao felt that her heart was much softer, especially when it came to children, she couldn't see them suffering at all, just like the woman kidnapped before, and Yan Jiu, she felt that such people should be punished Cut to pieces.

Young children are so cute, so innocent, and they haven't had time to be contaminated by the filth of this world. How can these villains be so cruel?
Shen Jiao would often compare these children with Yuanyuan Zhuangzhuang, but she didn't even dare to think about it, as long as she thought about it, she would feel pain, her heart ached.

It is conceivable that the parents of those children who were hurt, if they knew that their children were treated so cruelly, how could they bear it?
"Mom, eat meat, not carrots!"

Zhuang Zhuang in his sleep talked about raving again, probably because Shen Jiao stewed radishes every day these days, whether it was stewed with beef or mutton, or ribs, it was just cold, and it was a good time to eat white radishes Eat radish in winter and ginger in summer, and you don’t need to see a doctor all year round. Although this is a bit exaggerated, it is not unfounded.

White radish is commonly known as native ginseng. Shen Jiaxing prefers this one. It is served with cold sauce, stir-fried, stewed soup and dumplings for snacks. Once winter comes, the old man will ask Shen Jiao to make radishes in different ways. He said that this is the most nourishing way, and so, Carrots often appear on the menu of the Shen family in winter.

Shen Jiao went over to cover the little ones with quilts. Yuanyuan sleeps very straight and never kicks the quilt, but Zhuang Zhuang is a restless person. There is never a night when she does not kick the quilt. No matter how thick the quilt is, you can't fall asleep. For an hour, he was able to kick the quilt aside, his body was naked, and the bigger he got, the more restless he became. Shen Jiao got up several times a night, and just like this, the little guy always had to clear his nose.

The strong buttocks are raised high, like an ostrich, with his head stuck on the pillow, sleeping on his stomach like this is sweet, every time Shen Jiao sees his youngest son's strange sleeping position, she is always in admiration.

He can fall asleep just like that, isn't he just a little pig!
Gently turned the little son over, made a few clicks, a big smile appeared on her lips, she didn't know what delicious food she dreamed of, Shen Jiao covered the little boy with the quilt that was kicked to the side, and wrapped it up, Tucked the quilt of the eldest son again.

"Baby, mom and dad will definitely protect you!"

Shen Jiao kissed the little guy's milk-scented face a few times, and whispered something in their ears.

京都
In the dead of night, on the wide avenue in Kyoto, a black car sped past, heading towards Jingxiao, and the person sitting in the car was Zhao Guangxiu, leaning on the back of the chair with his eyes closed and rested.

The car arrived at a house in the suburbs. This house is very large, with tall walls and a deep courtyard. It looks like a big family in the past. There are no other houses around, and it is lonely.

Zhao Guangxiu got out of the car and followed the driver into the house. The inside of the house looked bigger and dark, with no light to be seen, but there was no moonlight tonight, and it was so dark that there were no shadows.

Rao has been to this house many times, every time Zhao Guangxiu came to this house, he felt uncomfortable, gloomy, like a ghost house.

"I said your boss can't install a few streetlights? It's so dark that I can't even see the road clearly, I'm afraid I'll fall into a ditch!" Zhao Guangxiu couldn't help complaining.

The driver was a thin middle-aged man with a pale complexion, his eyes were more white than dark, and he glanced at Zhao Guangxiu a few times, and Zhao Guangxiu's back was sweating coldly due to the pimples in his eyes.

At this time, he belatedly remembered the illustrious reputation of the man next to him, who could have been crushed into mud with a single finger, and regretted that he had been quick-spoken for a while, he quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Director Mao's frugal and simple style is a A role model for my generation to learn from, a role model!"

The driver glanced at him again, and said blankly, "There is a ditch ahead!"

Zhao Guangxiu froze for a moment, stepped on the ground, almost fell into the ditch, and was caught by the driver.

Honestly followed the driver to the deepest part of the house, a yard full of bamboos, with a very quiet name - Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Of course, it is absolutely impossible for Sister Lin to live in it, but the owner of this courtyard should be a fan of Sister Lin, and the layout of the courtyard is exactly the same as the description in the book.

Xiuyu has just become a reality, and it can be declared to be a phoenix. The poles are green and green, and they are all green and cool. Entering the building blocks the water on the steps, passing through the curtains to block the fragrance of the tripod, don't shake the broken shadows, and the dream is long.

The driver came to the door curtain and reported in a deep voice, and a slightly shrill voice came from the inner room: "Come in!"

Zhao Guangxiu curled his lips secretly, such a weird person living in such a good yard really ruined sister Lin's good bamboo, alas!
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