The island owner was startled, and felt an inexplicable pain in his heart again.

Bah! Suddenly, the little sauerkraut accidentally fell down, and the washbasin in his hand fell off and was thrown far away.

Maybe the fall was too painful, her mouth shrunk, tears overflowed from her eyes, she raised her head tearfully, and looked at the unfinished pebbles in front of her eyes...

A long time has passed, and if the moving cannot be finished, Mommy will throw it into the sea.

Mommy said: "If Daddy and Mommy encounter any difficulties and have to face a big test, you must not cry, you must be strong!"

Suddenly, little sauerkraut got up, didn't even bother to wipe away the tears, picked up the washbasin on the ground and ran to the pile of stones.

The island owner took back his steps and looked at the small figure squatting down to grab the stones, his mood was tumbling like a tide...

He just wanted to punish Ling Moxue for being presumptuous, rude, stubborn and self-willed. There was a man's fortitude and tenacity in this weak woman, which made it hard for him to believe.

He wants to see if she, Ling Moxue, is not afraid of power and power, but she is really strong.

Unexpectedly, she really agreed to carry it, and also brought a pair of babies. How could she teach this pair of children so well?

However, she was so strict and caring to her daughter before, but now it's a hot day and she makes such a delicate little girl move stones, how can she bear it?

"Sauerkraut." Ling Moxue appeared, her clothes were already half wet with sweat, her hair on her forehead was also wet, her fair face was also flushed from the sun, a few strands of hair stuck to her face, messy but couldn't be concealed She is naturally beautiful.

"Sauerkraut, you go to rest, don't move any more." Ling Moxue picked up her daughter, touching her face distressedly, "Listen to Mommy, there is still a little left, Mommy will finish moving soon."

She carried her daughter to the shade of the tree, picked up a glass of water on the wooden bench for her to drink, and after drinking, she stroked her daughter's hand again, "Sit here, don't work anymore."

But Little Pickled Cabbage shook his head and raised three fingers towards her.

Ling Moxue pressed down her fingers and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Mommy won't be thrown into the sea by the island owner. If he does that, Mommy will argue with him."

Little Pickled Cabbage knew that she couldn't hold back Mummy at this time, so she had to sit under the shade of the tree, and waited for Mummy to fill up the bamboo basket and carry her away. ...

"Child." The island owner couldn't bear to watch anymore, he called out to Ling Qiyue.

Ling Qiyue was startled, her eyes lit up when she heard footsteps behind her, then she slowly turned around and looked up at the tall and handsome island owner.

The island owner squatted down, took the washbasin from her hand, spread her little hand, and saw that two blood bubbles had formed on her delicate pink palm, his heartstrings tugged suddenly, the pain was boundless.

He picked her up, lifted one of her feet, and found that the sole of the cloth-wrapped foot was stained with dust, and there was a very red spot under the sole of the foot. He untied the cloth strip, and saw the blood-stained little foot from the pebbles, his eyes One hot.

He didn't know why he felt sorry for this little one.

"Andro!" He suddenly called loudly in the direction of the corridor, with a wave of displeasure.

The butler hurried over, with a look of panic on his face, "My lord!"

"Tell her not to move, and prepare meals immediately!" After speaking, he walked into his room with little sauerkraut in his arms.

At this time, Ling Qiyang just came back, seeing the island owner holding his sister and leaving, he quickly put down the dustpan and followed.

"Call the doctor!" After putting the little sauerkraut on the sofa and sitting down, the island owner ordered a male servant loudly.

The male servant ran out in a hurry, and he squatted down to untie the cloth strips on Little Pickle's feet. Seeing that her right foot also had blood blisters, he shrank his eyes, turned his head, and looked at Ling Qiyang...

"My sister came here secretly with us this time, so she didn't bring anything, including shoes." Ling Qiyang explained.

"What about you? Why didn't you wear the shoes for her?" The island owner said sternly, "As an older brother, why don't you love your younger sister?"

Ling Qiyang was taken aback for a moment, his eyes froze slightly, and his expression showed a trace of innocence.

He said this to his sister, but she insisted on not wanting his shoes, because his shoes were a little bigger, even if they were not big, according to her temperament, she would definitely not want them, because she loved pots and pans more.

Sure enough, when Ling Qiyue saw the island owner criticizing her brother, she quickly stretched out her hand to touch the island owner's face and shook her head at him.

The island owner smiled helplessly, "You love your brother very much?" tqR1

Ling Qiyue nodded, and then, she held his big palm again, and wrote a few English letters on it——

dad mom.

The island owner immediately understood, "You said you love your daddy and mommy too?"

Seeing her nodding, the island owner frowned slightly, and touched her head affectionately and happily, "You want me to forgive your mommy, and then help you find your daddy?"

Ling Qiyue blinked, grabbed his hand, and kissed the back of his hand lightly.

The island owner's heart trembled, and a warm stream slowly trickled into his heart.

"Smart boy...but Master Rong has to think about it." The island owner smiled.

Just as she was finishing speaking, Ling Moxue ran in, "Sauerkraut!"

"Mommy, it was the lord who carried my sister into the house, and he even asked someone to call a doctor, don't misunderstand him." Ling Qiyang explained in a hurry, afraid that his mother would be impulsive.

Ling Moxue frowned and glanced at the island owner who was already sitting on a chair drinking tea.

The island owner noticed her complicated gaze, raised his eyes to meet her gaze, raised his eyebrows slightly, with a smile that was not a smile.

"It's all his fault, and now he's pretending to be kind." Ling Moxue glared at him and muttered.

"Ahem..." The island owner cleared his throat, lowered his eyebrows, picked up his teacup to drink water, and put on a magnanimous demeanor that a big man doesn't care about little women.

The doctor came, and he disinfected Ling Qiyue's hands and feet, and gave Ling Moxue an ointment, and taught her to apply some ointment to the child every day.

After the doctor left, Ling Moxue held her daughter's hand and blew it distressedly, and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, Mommy failed to take good care of you."

After hearing this, the island owner said coldly, "You are an unqualified mother."

Hearing this, Ling Moxue twitched her lips, wanting to speak more.

"My lord," Ling Qiyang said to help his mother, "Today you asked my mommy to move such a large pile of cobblestones, and it would take three hours to complete the move. A big man might not be able to do it, so my sister and I are What took the initiative to help her was not that she had the heart to let us work, but that she could not change our decision."

The island owner's eyes fell on his face, his black eyes slightly narrowed, thoughtful.

"If you hadn't punished my mommy before, my sister's hands and feet wouldn't have been broken."

"Heh! Boy, you just want to judge my fault?" The island owner put down his teacup and said with an unclear expression.

Ling Qiyang's small body was straight, and his flushed face was covered with fine beads of sweat. He replied seriously: "We dare not say that it is the island owner's fault, but the island owner clearly realized that he was wrong, otherwise, you wouldn't call a stop."

After hearing this, the island owner's lips curled slightly, as if he was very interested in this kid, and was about to say something when the butler came in with a maid and said that he had bought the kid's shoes.

The island owner saw that they were ordinary cloth shoes, and his eyes sharpened, "Who told you to buy such poor shoes?"