80 military doctor's little wife

Tang Zhinian threw the farm tools in his hand and ran inside. When he ran into the house, he saw sang Weilan standing on one side like a fool, while Tang Yuxin's small body was lying on the ground like a small ball, crying loudly.

"Xinxin..." Tang Zhinian's eyes were almost red. He ran over three steps and two steps. He hugged his daughter and saw a big lump on Tang Yuxin's forehead. He was about to break his breath.

"Don't cry, don't cry, dad is here."

Tang Zhinian said that he could not help but shed tears. He raised his daughter as an eye. He was very careful from childhood to adulthood. Even when sang Zhilan said that he wanted to go to work, he left him and gave him a baby to drink milk. However, the man borrowed milk from the East and asked for it from the west, and then raised his daughter with goat's milk, But he didn't let Tang Yuxin suffer a little, suffered a little hurt.

But now, the child's head is swollen with such a big bag.

"What did you do? Why did you push my daughter?" Tang Zhinian's eyes were almost red with anger, and his voice almost roared out.

"I didn't, I didn't..." Sang Zhilan was so scared that she even forgot to help Tang Yuxin. I just wanted to get the clothes, but she wanted to explain, but she explained again, Tang Yuxin still fell. This is the fact, this is now.

"Why do you take my daughter's clothes?" Tang Zhinian directly pulled the small clothes that sang Zhilan was holding. "Sang Zhilan..." he clenched his teeth, and his eyes were red. "OK, you want a divorce, I'll leave you, but, heart, I'll never give you. Have you fed her a mouthful of milk, raised her, washed her diapers, and when she grew up, she asked for her mother, where are you? The first thing she learned was to call her father, not her mother. My daughter, who I raised so hard, you said you had to go. You can go as long as you are kind to her, but you say, "what did you do, what did you do?"

Tang Zhinian held his daughter more tightly. The little child was only a little big. Now he was still choking. There was such a big bag on his forehead. It was red all around, almost shocking.

Tang Zhinian picked up his daughter and strode out. Tang Yuxin pulled his clothes.

"What's the matter? Does it hurt?"

Tang Zhinian gently touched his daughter's small face. His eyes were red and he was about to cry.

"Dad, if you don't take the clothes away from your mother, she's bad." she leans her little head on Tang Zhinian's shoulder, and her drooping eyelashes also block the coldness of her eyes.

Her things, this life, Wei Jiani a also don't want to get, even if it is a line is not.

"Zhijun, put away your clothes. Don't take them away easily."

Tang Zhinian carefully held his daughter and told his younger brother. Before, he could have been afraid that his daughter would go with Sang Zhilan, because her daughter might still love her mother. If that was the case, he would let sang Zhilan take her away, no matter how hard he felt or refused to give up. But now, he found that what he thought was really wrong, Sang Zhilan doesn't deserve to be a mother at all.

No, he is still wrong. He thinks sang Zhilan is not worthy of being a mother, but he is not Tang Yuxin's good mother.