Lin Mengya has never been a temper who likes to annoy others. She just watched her child get sick, so she was in a hurry.

However, after Mo Yan's situation stabilized, she also found her reason.

The small body breathing in her arms also returned to normal, turned over habitually, arched in her arms, found a comfortable position, buried her small face in Lin Mengya's arms and fell asleep again.

But this time, he won't lose his breath quietly.

But that doesn't mean the child is safe.

Lin Mengya put Mo Yan gently on the bed.

Next to him, Bai Su covered him lightly, and the two withdrew to talk.

"Besides playing with the snow, what's his diet these days?"

Lin Mengya's sight could not leave from the small figure behind the curtain.

Bai Su also has no details. He can speak eloquently after drinking a few more mouthfuls of soup at a meal.

I really tried my best.

However, the disease came strange. She let her and her teacher rack their brains and couldn't think of the reason why Mo Yan was ill.

While they were talking, Fang Rao came over carefully outside.

She still blames herself a little.

Especially when he knew that Xiao Moyan might get sick, he still took his children out to play with the snow.

She was a little chatty and felt a little uncomfortable.

It seems that she still doesn't know how to be a mother.

His own children are like this. His adopted son is crooked and implicates other people's children.

"Aunt Fang doesn't have to feel too guilty. I know it has nothing to do with you."

Lin Mengya wondered if her attitude had made aunt Fang misunderstand something.

But when the latter heard this, his eyes became red.

"You blame me. If something happens to the child, I should lose my life."

Lin Mengya doesn't know aunt Fang's heart knot.

Holding each other's hand, her tone was firm and gentle.

"I know you really like him. Although Mo Yan's situation is special, I don't want us to treat him as a porcelain doll. Even if he can't be cured in the end, I also want to be happy in the rest of his time, not trembling."

Fang Rao's mood was not much better because of her enlightenment.

As a mother, although she hasn't raised her children herself, who can be a mother and watch her children die?

She wiped the tears on her face, held Lin Mengya's hand and sat down.

"Tell me, is it related to Mo Yan's condition that you are looking for the ancient family's secret treasure?"

Lin Mengya was surprised, but she nodded.

She guessed what aunt Fang meant, but she shook her head.

"I know this in my heart. I won't give up, son."

Her front foot refused the solicitation of elder Zhao, and her back foot benefited from Aunt Fang's sympathy. She couldn't do such a thing.

"I know you are a strong man, but the child's condition can't be delayed. What's more, even if I want to help you, what I can do is limited. After all, the ancient family's secret treasure has not appeared for many years. I don't know whether it is still there or not."

Fang Rao intends to help her.

Even so, Lin Mengya declined.

"I know, but now I still have the spare power. When I really need aunt Fang's help, I won't be polite."

With her words, Fang Rao's heart feels better

Some, the mood also eased a lot.

After asking for a few words, she saw that Aunt Fang seemed to stop talking and knew it clearly in her heart.

"Aunt Fang wants to know about the Zhao family?"

She didn't directly say elder Zhao, she just said the Zhao family.

Fang Rao sighed, "I'm always in a restless mood these days. I've lived in that place for more than ten years, but it's not my home. Maybe I should take this opportunity to start a new life."

If a person has made a decision, he will not be so indecisive and in a dilemma.

She just saw the wavering in aunt Fang's heart.

After thinking about it, she put forward a fairly pertinent suggestion.

"If aunt Fang really wants to start over, I think at least on Zhao's side, you have to finish it."

She told aunt Fang exactly what had happened recently.

As for the explanation, it's elder Zhao's business, which has nothing to do with her.

However, aunt Fang's reaction was somewhat unexpected.

From beginning to end, aunt Fang was calm and even accepted the reality too blandly.

This puzzled Lin Mengya.

Is it because she guessed wrong that Aunt Fang doesn't care about Zhao Changlao at all?

"Aunt Fang, aren't you angry?"

Finally, she couldn't help asking.

Aunt Fang just shook her head, and even she saw a bit of relief from Aunt Fang's eyes.

"There's nothing to be angry about. I just think this day has finally come."

What's the meaning of this?

Aunt Fang covered her chest.

She thought her heart was always beating just for her late husband, but even she had to admit that she didn't feel at all here in the more than ten years with Zhao Yixuan.

Since she realized that she might change her mind, she was tortured to sleep day and night.

One side is the lover who will never change until death, and the other is the enemy who loves her deeply.

No one is more difficult than her.

That's why she hurt Zhao Yixuan with a sharp thorn for ten years.

But what she didn't expect was that the man insisted.

Just when she felt that she might not be able to endure, this change was like a decision made by God.

"Huo Lang has always been the only one in my heart. In this way, I can complete him and he can forget me in the future."

She spoke so freely, but Lin Mengya read aunt Fang's eyes with some sadness.

Is it complete? Or compromise? I'm afraid only aunt Fang herself knows this.

"I don't think elder Zhao likes Mrs. Duan." Lin Mengya said.

She's just stating the facts.

In fact, elder Zhao doesn't just like Mrs. Duan. They are more like old enemies than old lovers.

But aunt Fang's mind has been determined, and she can't persuade her in three or two words.

"Like it or not, after all, they have an old relationship, and he should give the mother and son a place."

Fang Rao has planned.

"But whether they rekindle their old love or are ungrateful, it has nothing to do with me. I just have to get back what I deserve."

That's Holland's only legacy.

Over the years, she has devoted herself to management, which secretly unites those who have the same experience as her and secretly organizes a small force.

And after

The operation of these people, the property left by Huolang, has now become a considerable wealth.

Mrs. Zhao can let her in this position, but she left all those things to their son.

Lin Mengya also knows that there is no way to persuade, but some things can only be made clear after meeting.

"Well, now is a good opportunity. But if you suddenly appear, I'm afraid you'll scare elder Zhao's friends."

You can go back, but if a "dead" person suddenly comes back to life, wouldn't he be scared to death?

Of course, Lin Mengya's lies about bringing the dead back to life are not useless.

But at least there must be a process, and those people are not stupid and not so easy to deceive.

Therefore, she had laid a small foreshadowing for this day.

That night, Lin Mengya returned to Zhao's house in good faith.

As the acting housekeeper of the Zhao family, plus she has to be responsible for the heating work in the city, so her frequent access to the Zhao house will not arouse the suspicion of interested people.

But that night, the Zhao family began to make ghosts.

Some people say that when he got up at night, he saw a dark figure walking in front of him, but when he went after him, he found that there was nothing there.

The strangest thing is that there are no other people's footprints on the snow without passing through the calf.

Others said that last night he heard someone crying outside intermittently.

He still couldn't find the person who cried, but he found a few blood red ice drops on the snow, which looked like blood and tears

Such strange events came out almost overnight.

After three or four days of tossing and turning for so many times, rumors gradually came out again.

This time, it was still the soul of the first lady.

And it's getting worse and worse. Unexpectedly, some people say that the first lady is looking for a replacement for the dead ghost.

In a word, it's strange and inexplicable. Just listening to one ear, you'll feel cold on your back, as if you were stared at by something.

"I quit!"

These days, the ghostly thief complained in tears.

The couple are just playing with him!

In the middle of the night, it was windy and snowy. Everyone was lying in a warm quilt. He was so unlucky that he didn't get a rest and had to go out to play tricks.

He has been frozen stiff these days.

If it goes on like this, he will become a ghost, frozen ghost!

Lin Mengya was also not very interesting and handed her a small box of ointment and a bottle of medicinal oil.

"What you fear most when you do this kind of work is that your limbs are frozen stiff. These two things you often use will increase your blood circulation and are not easy to frostbite."

She was kind, but long Tianyu's stingy guy immediately showed a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

He doesn't know. His wife made it herself.

Oh, even the guy with three legged Kung Fu?

The thief immediately raised his smiling face and hurriedly accepted the gift from the lady.

"Thank you, madam. Oh, you are a perfect match for your highness. It's a great honor for a generous and kind person to work for you two."

A rainbow fart boasted that long Tianyu's face was better.

It's just ointment. What he eats now is carefully prepared by his wife. Others can't have this treatment.

Forget it, let him go.

The thief who has no idea that he has been on the edge of life and death, just feels that the room is suddenly warm?