Chapter 8： Stop the hatred

"Mother, mother."

When Zhulan heard the little girl, she hurriedly wiped her hands, "Well, why are you still crying? Who bullied you and told my mother."

Xuehan's face darkened, "Aunt Wu and the others said, "Father can't do it anymore, hiccup."

Zhu Lan was busy patting her daughter's back, and the little girl was crying, hiccups, "Don't listen to the nonsense, your father is all right!"

"real?"

Zhu Lan smiled, "Really, mother is cooking medicine!"

"Then I'll go see Dad."

Zhulan hurriedly followed, and then paused. It was only one day. She accepted it too naturally. She really treated herself as a mother. When she entered the room, Xuehan carefully touched her husband's head and sniffled. "Father, get well soon."

Zhulan stroked her daughter's hair and felt warm in her heart. In the original text, in order to counterattack, she didn't slander this child. I really got in touch. This child has a good heart and is still filial, "Don't disturb your father, come here, my mother will give it to you. Left the meat buns."

Xuehan swallowed her saliva and stopped crying. She stared at the meat buns, then looked at her father who was lying on the kang and didn't wake up. She shook her head, "Father is sick, give it to father."

Zhulan's heart was soft and messed up, and she put it on her daughter, "Your father is ill, you can't eat too much oil, you can eat this!"

Xuehan only then took it, and she bent her eyes, "Thank you, mother, have you eaten yet?"

"My goodness, mother eats it, you eat it yourself."

Xuehan was about to leave with the buns, but Zhulan hurriedly stopped them, "Don't give the buns to Sanya, you can eat them yourself."

Xuehan blinked, "Mother, Sanya couldn't get up from the kang after being beaten. If there weren't the corn cakes I sent, the Wang family wouldn't have her food."

When Zhulan heard it, she felt unhappy in her heart. So, Xuehan saved Sanya, no, Wang Ru's life was gone, why didn't she read it later, "Mother knows that you have a good heart, but you have to be careful. No, you won't attract attention when you deliver corn tortillas, but Sanya can't eat the buns, and you'll be beaten again if you don't think so, do you think Sanya can stay?"

Xuehan thought for a while, "I ate corn cakes secretly in the morning. When I was leaving, I was asked by Grandma Wang. Mother, I'll listen to you. I'm not going."

"Very good, let's go out!"

"Hey!"

Zhulan was happy that her daughter didn't seek hatred or waste food for the white-eyed wolf, so she couldn't help but hummed a song.

Then she was startled, the original husband opened his eyes at some point, staring straight at him, his eyes were a little flustered, and Zhu Lan cowardly said, "Wake up, I'll go and make medicine for you."

After speaking, he ran out quickly, calling the eldest daughter-in-law, "Your father is awake, hurry up and boil some rice porridge with hot water."

Li Shi was taken aback, and bit his tongue secretly, "Okay, okay mother."

Bamboo Orchid, "..."

After reciting it three times, it was all a mess, so she felt good. She really didn't like the way Mr. Li was stealing food.

Zhulan sat on the small bench and looked at the pottery, thinking about her husband's weirdness, the memory of her original body, the two young husbands and wives, and they went through ups and downs together again. Now, instead of looking at his wife, he looks like a stranger.

This thought made Zhulan jump, and she felt more and more uneasy. Could it be that she found out that she was not the original owner!

Then she thought about something wrong. She had never been in contact with her husband during the day, and the only contact she had with her husband was still dizzy. Looking back carefully, it seemed that her husband had been weird since the morning, and the doctor said too much thought, so she couldn't help but have guesses. , I couldn't hold back the thought.

Mrs Li shouted, "Mother, the rice porridge is ready."

"Understood, you keep your mouth shut for me, and then let me see stealing food, and see if I don't clean up you, remember?"

"Remember, mother."