Farming Little Hot Wife: dumb husband spoils nonstop

"Grass, are you hungry?"

Ji Lyric ink carefully looking at Du grass, some nervous.

Du Cao looked at Ji's cautious appearance and was really upset: "do you think I can eat now? Ji Shumo, our daughter is gone. Why are you not sad at all? Why are you not sad at all? Why? "

Ji didn't think that what he got in exchange for this period of time was such a question.

Why isn't he sad? Why isn't he sad?

But looking at Du Cao like this, how can he have time to be sad? How can he have time to be sad!

"Ducao, you've gone too far!"

After all, Ji Shumo couldn't help reddening his eyes: "you also said that it's our daughter, and I'm her father, don't you think that my daughter is gone, and I, as a father, don't feel at all? Am I not human? no I am! I'm also a person, I'm not made of iron, I have heart, I also have liver, I also have feelings, I don't hurt! "

Du Cao looked at Ji Shumo's collapse and laughed cruelly: "the pain is right! The pain is right! "

"Enough!"

Ji Shumo pinched Du Cao's shoulder: "when are you going to make trouble?"

"I want to kill my daughter. I can't survive, I can't die! I want him to regret in hell

Du grass gritted his teeth and looked at Ji Lyric Mo so straight.

Ji took a deep breath: "good! I'll do it! "

"No, I'll kill him myself!"

Du Cao's eyes were fierce and bloodthirsty.

Ji didn't know how to deal with such weeds.

Can only be silently nodded: "yes, you are so powerful, how can you need me?"

With that, Ji Shumo turned and walked out.

Du Cao knows that nian'er is gone, and Ji Shumo must be very uncomfortable, but what should he do?

She didn't care about it. She really didn't care about it.

Chest seems to be blocked up like a big cotton, painful.

Du Cao is sad, but strong.

Ji Shumo's heart is also severely hurt, so he chose to drown his worries with wine.

"Uncle Zhao, what should I do? You say, "what should I do?"

Ji Shumo looks at Zhao Chumu pitifully. He is really desperate and helpless. He doesn't know what to do. Under such circumstances, what should he do? What can he do?

Zhao Chumu looks at Ji Lyric ink this appearance also is this burst of helpless.

"I've already said that your road will be hard."

Zhao Chumu sighed and looked at Ji Shumo: "do you think that we opposed you to be together just because Du Cao was a member of Mu family? No, because you love duckweed too much. In your world, duckweed is the only one. But in the world of duckweed, you are not the only one. What she loves most is herself all the time. Do you know? "

"No, I've always been my favorite

Ji Lyric ink is very confident, also very sure, said with a little bit of pride!

Looking at Ji Lyric ink like this, Zhao Chumu is really speechless. He really doesn't understand. Where does Ji Lyric ink come from? Why do you say things that are beyond your capacity?

It's really strange.

But Ji didn't feel it.

"I know that some provincial enterprises in Xiaocao now blame themselves, but it's only temporary. It will pass. Uncle Zhao, who in the end killed my daughter? My nianer, she is so small and soft. How did she become like this? "

Ji Shumo drank too much wine and began to cry.

When Zhao Chumu knew that the child had lived so long and died, Ji Shumo must have a bad feeling in his heart. It was even harder to comfort Du Cao.

Now seeing Ji Shumo crying, Zhao Chumu put down his heart and sighed. Then he said in a low voice: "cry, a lot of things, just cry out!"

"Uncle Zhao, I hate myself, I hate myself! Why? Why didn't I take good care of my daughter? It's my daughter and my heart

Ji Shumo sobbed, covering his face with both hands, and his voice was shaking.

Zhao Chumu doesn't know how to comfort Ji Shumo. He can only accompany Ji Shumo and drink cup by cup.Ji Shumo cried and laughed. When he left the Zhao family, it was already late in the night.

Back to the general's house, Ji Lyric ink only feel that the atmosphere at home has changed.

Once upon a time, although ducao didn't care about the family's affairs, whenever he went home, Ji Shumo felt that the family was very warm. But now ducao suddenly began to manage the family, but Ji Shumo felt that the house had lost its original temperature and became cold.

Ji Shumo wobbles: "nianer, my nianer, nianer!"

"General, are you all right?"

A little girl came over, it seems that Ji Shumo was a little anxious: "general, you drink too much? This way, this way, the bedroom is here. "

Hearing this, Ji Shumo waved his hand: "no, don't go back, I want to go to the study, I'm sleepy, I'm tired, I want to sleep, I'm so tired."

"Yes."

The little girl nodded and sent Ji Lyric Mo to the wing room on the side. She drew water and scrubbed him.

"General, are you ok?"

The little girl asked tentatively.

Ji Shumo has been crying since he drank too much. He just fell asleep crying. As for where he was and what he did, he doesn't remember at all.

Looking at Ji Lyric ink like this, the little girl gently smiles and unties her clothes.

One night, it took ducao a whole night to read all the things people wrote.

Everyone's doing their job. It looks normal.

However, duckweed still picked out three or four pieces of paper and felt that something was wrong.

"Yuhua, call these people."

Duckweed handed the paper to Yuhua.

Yuhua nodded, turned and walked out, but soon came back, his face was very ugly.

Du grass looked at the ugly face of the rain flower, some puzzled: "what's the matter with you?"

"Yutan... Yutan..."

Rain rose red face, do not know how to say.

Du Cao frowned slightly: "what happened to Yutan?"

"She's in the wing room."

The rain flower closed eyes, is to admit one's life.

Wing room?

Du Cao felt something was wrong and went straight to the wing room.

Entering the door, Du Cao's eyes were hurt by the clothes scattered on the ground.

Du grass slightly frowned and looked at them: "it's really wonderful."

Yutan had already woken up with a start. She only wore a small belly bag and knelt on the ground, shivering. Although her eyes were full of tears, she was also a little proud.