Chapter 1255

"Step shake, what kind of step shake, can you show me?"

Lin Mengya's tone was a little urgent, but it scared the maid.

"Don't get me wrong. I just want to see. I'm sorry, I'm too impatient. If it's inconvenient, forget it."

The maid saw that she apologized to herself in such a soft voice and explained that she was not very interesting.

"Nothing. I'll get it for the young lady right away."

The little girl soon got her own walking shake and put it in a long and narrow box. It seems that she cherishes it very much.

"Madam, Miss Gong, my mother left it for me as a dowry. Yesterday, my father came to see it and put it on me."

With tears in her eyes, the little girl looked reluctant.

Obviously, she misunderstood Lin Mengya and thought she wanted to investigate the matter.

"Don't worry, I won't break it. Now, take Bu Yao with you and let yue'er see, OK?"

Lin Mengya discussed with the little girl. Although the latter was a little sad, she still put the step on her head.

It's a butterfly shaped walker. The style is not novel, but the workmanship is very good.

The girl carefully put on the butterfly and stood in front of Shangguan Hui.

Shangguan Hui, who was still giggling just now, suddenly curled himself up in a ball.

The big eyes were full of tears and the breath began to rush.

"Sure enough, it's walking! Little girl, you can put her away."

After determining, Lin Mengya took two steps at a time, comforting Shangguan Hui in a soft voice.

Only the girl stood there at a loss, as if she had done something wrong.

"洣'er, don't be afraid. Just put your steps away and don't let Yueer see it in the future."

Even my wife knows that it's no wonder that little girl.

Busy quietly comforted a few words, for fear that the child was careless.

"Yes, she knows."

Although the little girl was still a little uneasy, she put down her heart and knew that her step had been saved.

But she was also curious about how Yueer fell ill as soon as she saw her shaking.

"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid! That's lu'er, not the one who wants to hurt you. Don't look, I'm here, we're all here."

She gently rubbed Guan Hui's acupoints with her hand while gently comforting her.

It can help sister Hui relax and calm her mind.

Fortunately, with her this time, Shangguan Hui soon calmed down.

Just grinned and continued to giggle at her.

"You take yue'er down first and rest first, but you should watch carefully and don't let her knock."

"Yes."

The servants took Shangguan Hui away, but Lin Mengya fell into meditation.

"Auntie, I don't know what's particular about this girl's rocking steps?"

She is far less good at such things than even her wife.

The latter thought for a while before answering her.

"There are many styles of Bu Yao in Wei Guo. I remember Chen er's mother was a young lady from a good family. Unfortunately, she married Chen er's father and left early. It's easy to find this style and workmanship in Wei Guo. It's... It's the style of butterfly love flowers. Generally, it's a love letter given by both men and women to show their hearts Things. I know, that's all. "

After expressing her gratitude to Mrs. Lian again, Lin Mengya left Lian's house and returned to Gong's house.

From shangguanhui's reaction, it is obvious that the similar style of walking shake is likely to be worn by her abusers.

So that when she saw the step shaking, she had a stress response.

I feel like I'm about to be beaten.

This shows that the person who abused sister Hui is a woman, and the other party's family should be good, and attaches great importance to this step.

Although we have preliminarily speculated about these news, if we look for it in this way, it is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

But she knew that those people would not give up looking for sister Hui.

So after they came back, she had asked Bai Su to look at those people.

Who is the real murderer behind the scenes? I believe it will surface soon.

Quietly returned to the house, the little thing was still sleeping.

No matter how stubborn you are when you wake up, but after you fall asleep, your shriveled yellow and black face is still somewhat lovely.

She quietly took off her shoes and socks and changed her coat.

He sat in front of the fire for a while, dispelling the cold from his body, and then climbed into the bed.

Smelling the herb fragrance from the little thing's body, Lin Mengya, who hasn't slept well these days, inexplicably felt sleepy.

She lay down beside the little thing and looked at his little face carefully.

Even though the child looks like a skin monkey, in fact, his facial features are very solid.

In particular, a pair of long eyelashes are as thick as a small fan.

I don't know what kind of cruel parents are willing to abuse their children so much.

Can't help but ring her Ning'er again. In fact, she is a mother. How can she ever be competent?

"Why are you crying?"

As soon as long Tianyu's voice rang, Lin Mengya woke up.

Touched her eyes. I don't know when, she burst into tears again.

Long Tianyu stood by the bed and stretched out his hand to wipe her tears.

Unexpectedly, another small claw like a dead tree branch grabbed in front of him.

The cracked little hand is so gentle that Lin Mengya only feels that her heart is comforted.

"Did we wake you up?"

She lowered her head and asked softly.

The little guy turned his big black eyes, but gently shook his head.

Then she arched her little body carefully into her arms.

She felt the child's timidity and deep little expectation, stretched out her arm and gently held the child in her arms.

The little child's body is still very soft, and because she lost the protection of family affection too early, she is particularly greedy for her deep maternal love.

She hummed the tuneless nursery rhyme and patted the young child in her arms. After the child fell asleep again, she remembered that long Tianyu was still in the house.

"You..."

Raise your head and look for the man's trace.

But I found that I didn't know when the man had left.

Endure the strong sense of loss in her heart, Lin Mengya looks at the child in her arms and tastes mixed.

Murong Xi forced herself to withdraw from the warm room. She just didn't want to see her disappointment.

Her words are still ringing in my ears.

He knew in his heart that she was right.

A large part of xun'er's bad deeds lies in his indifference.

After regaining consciousness, others had arrived at the yard where xun'er was located.

No matter whether the child is his adopted son or not, he should be disciplined.

When he entered the door, he heard the child's hoarse cry.

Murong Xi's eyebrows were twisted into a knot.

He remembered the performance of the child bullied by xun'er this morning.

Despite the absolute disadvantage and the scars on his body, the child was still patient and did not beg for mercy from the wicked or sympathize with his own misfortune.

He appreciated the child's character.

Big man, you can't cry at any time.

"What's going on?"

The low voice forcefully stopped the crying inside.

Murong Xi went in, sat in a chair and looked down at the adopted son in front of him.

The child rubbed his big red eyes and looked at him twitching.

No matter how you look at it, you don't have his character.

"Adoptive father..."

Xun'er shouted vaguely, looking extremely wronged.

"You have to tell me anything clearly. Don't cry like a woman."

He hated the child crying very much. In the past, xun'er was thrown here to raise him because he was always crying.

Unexpectedly, it encouraged xun'er's arrogance.

The child listened to him, stood in front of him unconvinced and said angrily.

"Adoptive father, the little slave was given to me by someone else! I can play whatever I want. How can you let other fox spirits take him away!"

Murong Xi sneered and looked at the child in front of her.

"It's for you. It's for my adopted son. You're nothing without me."

Children who are only six years old may not understand these identity gaps now.

But he knows one thing better than anyone.

If the person in front of him is no longer his adoptive father, these things will be far away from him.

Murongxi was stunned when she saw xun'er, and she didn't have any good impression on the child.

Although I know that the child is still young, the essence of greed for wealth has already been revealed.

"Let me ask you, who taught you to call others fox spirits?"

The servants he selected were very strict.

I'm afraid these words don't come from their professor

Xun'er turned his eyes. It was obvious that he had been told and couldn't say it.

Unfortunately, Murong Xi is also a good hand at dealing with children.

"Don't say, right? Well, from now on, you move out of your house and live in the stable."

At the thought of that dirty and smelly place, xun'er suddenly excited.

With a sad face, he climbed in front of Murong Xi and dragged his trouser legs to prepare for the next round of tears attack.

At this time, Murong Xi, who had already had enough of his magic sound, threw down a sentence more calmly.

"If you cry, go now."

Tears were stifled back.

"Yes... Sister Chonghua taught me... She said that except for her, any woman with her adoptive father is a fox. They will come and take everything from me and my adoptive father."

Murong Xi raised her eyebrows, cold in her eyes.

"Tell me what else she taught you."

Xun'er, who had never been tried like this by his adoptive father, could not help shrinking, and his blue eyes were also deeply afraid.

"She... She also said that she would become my adoptive mother in the future. She would love me and make my adoptive father love me more."