Chapter 877

"Now think about it. When I was a kid, I did all those mischievous things. It was enough to make my father have a headache!"

Thinking of the past, the tone of speech became brisk.

"I remember one time when I was only seven or eight years old. Then I broke the window next door with a slingshot. There was a little fat man in the room who was stabbed in the eye by the glass!"

"I was scared. I'll find my father when I get back!"

"My father hit me with a stick and said he would dig out my eyes and put them in place. I was crying. I was so scared!"

"Then the next day I knew that the little fat man was deliberately touching the porcelain, and the glass didn't pierce his eyes at all!"

"You say it's not annoying. I've been remembering it all the time. Such a small child will know how to touch porcelain!"

……

"I remember when your father hit you and he cried at night."

"Ah? Is it true or not? "

I don't know about it.

She only knows that she is frail and painful!

"Well, he is a perceptual master. If you don't talk about it, you are the only girl. He beat you. Of course, he doesn't feel well."

The words read to listen quietly, suddenly silent.

Suddenly found that Ma Xueyan three words, two words are inseparable from the famous words.

People, in the dying moment, the mouth is talking about, is often her favorite person.

Will she and jiangbeiyuan do the same in the future?

One left, the other left, is the most painful.

Yan Nianxin feels that after hanging the towel, he pushes Ma Xueyan back to her bedroom and changes her clean clothes.

"There's an open space next to my dad. You can bury you there if you want."

"What qualifications do I have?"

Ma Xueyan raised her mouth with a wry smile.

"After 13 years of marriage, he never really touched me once In his heart, the woman he loves most is always your mother. His kindness to me is more like his politeness to a stranger. "

"One day husband and wife Bai rien must also have feelings for you. I can only bury you there, otherwise I can't think of any other place."

Speech read the voice is very stuffy, the heart is not easy to suffer, turned to wipe a corner of the eye tears.

Ma Xueyan's words "what qualifications do I have" made her feel compassionate.

"The house here is about to be demolished, so bury me under the house! I've lived here most of my life. I'm not comfortable going anywhere else. "

"Alone, not alone?"

"Life."

Life.

I don't say much.

Finally, he nodded.

Ma Xueyan takes Yannian's hand and asks her to open the bedside table. There is a big box in it.

The black box is covered with dust. After opening it, the fragrance of medicinal materials is coming.

"Is this...?"

"Tricholoma triloba."

"My God..."

Yan Nian goes to the traditional Chinese Medicine Institute. Aunt Qiao opens the traditional Chinese medicine for Yan Nian to protect her fetus and mentions the Tricholoma.

This is a very rare traditional Chinese medicine. It has a very good effect on protecting the fetus. It can replenish blood and Qi. After eating it, pregnant women are not easy to give birth prematurely or to have dystocia.

However, Tricholoma tricolor usually grows on the mountain. The wild Tricholoma is hard to buy once a year.

"I know that you had a difficult delivery last time, and that you are pregnant again this time. I went to the mountain with someone to collect them."

"Thank you. Thank you very much. "

Yannian's heart moved and he took Ma Xueyan's hand.

All the hatred disappeared in a flash. For Ma Xueyan, she had no more feelings.