"Daughter, daughter, you only have that dead girl in your heart! Is there any place for my husband? For that dead girl, are you going to take me to die with her? That dead girl is willful and reckless. I really regret it now. I shouldn't have brought that dead girl home in those years! "

The coachman took the opportunity to vent his grievances for many years. He really regretted that because of his wife's dystocia, he gave birth to a stillborn child, but also hurt his body and couldn't support it again. He couldn't bear to see his wife's sadness, so he went outside to take care of a family who didn't want another daughter because there were too many daughters. He gave some money to take care of the child.

Watching the child grow up little by little, it is false to say that there is no emotion at all. However, seeing that his wife's whole mind is on her daughter, he can no longer bear to lose his family's life for her daughter.

"What are you carrying home? What do you mean by this? Do you even deny your own daughter for the sake of protecting yourself? "

"My own daughter? Our daughter died long ago! You gave birth to a stillbirth. Do you really have no idea? Have you ever heard her cry since you gave birth? "

The coachman's words came as a bolt from the blue to the cook. She was so confused that her daughter, who had loved her for more than ten years, was not her own? She gave birth to a stillbirth?!

She was so shocked that she couldn't even remember crying. She tried to recall the production.

After thinking about it, she remembered that she didn't really hear the baby cry, and she was weak and mentally deficient after childbirth. She didn't pay attention to the midwife's face at that time. She didn't say congratulations to her or wanted to have a wedding. So she was really stillborn?

"Enough! I'm not in charge of your family! Are you all well born and dead, and her faults will be written off, but your wife's assault on me just now will not be spared by me! "

Xie Zhifeng's eyes indicate that the person under his hand immediately comes forward and grabs the cook. The corner of the coachman's mouth moves. Looking at Xie Zhifeng's cold expression, he can't say how to intercede.

Fortunately, the cook was not guilty to death in Xie Zhifeng's eyes, so he didn't let anyone kill her. He just beat her seriously and drove her out with the coachman.

Xie Zhifeng had his own measure in his heart. He didn't kill the cook because she didn't think her guilt was too big to die. But he didn't see how kind he was to drive them out. They didn't have much money and no place to stay. It's conceivable how hard their life would be in this cold weather.

But Xie Zhifeng will not leave two people who may resent him in the mansion. He is not afraid of their revenge, but he will never give them the opportunity to threaten Du Qiaoyun's safety.

Xie Zhifeng didn't expect that the coachman and the cook couple had a hard time after they were driven out. On the first day of the lunar new year, it was a time for family reunion. There were few shops open on the street, let alone pedestrians. The coachman was carrying his wife who was seriously injured and in a coma. He didn't have much money on his back. He couldn't even find a place to eat a hot meal, not to mention a doctor.

He feels that his wife's breath is getting weaker and weaker behind him. The coachman is almost mad. He even wants to risk running back to Xie's house to beg Du Qiaoyun. He knows that it's very unlikely that Xie Zhifeng will be soft hearted and take back his life, but Du Qiaoyun is different. Her heart is much softer.

Before he could take action, a carriage suddenly stopped in front of him. A white hand stretched out from the carriage and gently beckoned to the drive