Chapter 1271: 1271
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Seeing that he was asleep, Chu Yunyao put out the incense, tucked in the quilt for him, lay down beside him and closed her eyes.
Recalling what the fourth aunt said today, Chu Yunyao tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
It's late at night and everything is quiet.
The whole mansion was shrouded in a dead silence, with its doors and windows closed.
If there is a cry like nothing, it still reaches Chu Yunyao's ears.
She looked at Mo Lingyuan, who was sleeping heavily. She got up and went to the ear room. She closed the door and opened the small window inside.
Qin zhirou's cry suddenly became clear.
Occasionally, there were several curses in his shrill voice:
"my son, you died miserably."
"It's not you, my God. Why is that?"
"You can't die well, you can't die well."
"Return my son's life, return my son's life."
"I want revenge, I want revenge!"
"Let me out!"
...
after listening to Chu Yunyao for almost half an hour, Qin zhirou didn't know whether she had been crying for a long time. Her voice was full of middle spirit and cadence. After howling for a moment, she cried again after swearing...
the more she listened, the more she felt that something was wrong.
According to Qin zhirou's temperament, Mo Jinyu's death must be attributed to Mo Lingyuan, but she cried for a long time, only repeatedly said that Mo Jinyu died miserably, and the damned person should not be him.
Who the hell is that?
There were only three people in the West courtyard of the farm, except Qin zhirou, Mo Jinyu and Xiu'er.
Listening to Qin zhirou's voice over, it seems to know something.
Chu Yunyao closed the window again and crept back to her bedroom. Just as she was about to lie down, Siyu began to cry.
Chu Yunyao bent over to pick her up from the cradle, touched the diaper and wet a large piece.
Mo Lingyuan was woken up by Si Yu's cry. He sat up with his arms and rubbed his dizzy head. "I'll help her change her diaper. You're not quite well. Just lie down."
Chu Yunyao glanced at the incense at the head of his bed and changed the baby's diaper smartly: "it's OK. She's probably hungry. I'll just feed her."
Sure enough, after eating and drinking enough, the little guy belched and fell asleep again.
Chu Yunyao put Siyu back in her cradle. As soon as she got back to bed, she was pulled into a warm embrace with one hand.
"Why are you so cold?" Mo Lingyuan's palm caresses her behind.
"Well, I just got up and stayed in the ear room for a while." Chu Yunyao rubbed his arm: "don't worry, I'm not cold."
Mo Lingyuan didn't seem to be very sober. He instinctively wrapped her in a quilt and asked vaguely: "when Xiu ER was very young, was it the same? I have to get up many times in one night, and I often cry in the confinement? "
Chu Yunyao seriously recalled for a moment, "Xiu'er is a little boy. He eats a lot and has a loud voice. He has a big temper and is more difficult to carry than Si Yu. He always likes to be held by others and cries endlessly in the middle of the night..."
"you've worked so hard!" Mo Lingyuan's chin was against her head.
"It's not hard, Jinyu is taking care of it..." chuyunyao blurts out.
Before she finished speaking, Chu Yunyao was silent, and the whole bedroom fell into a dead silence again.
Some things in retrospect, like stabbing the heart.
Mo Ling Yuan paused and said in a low voice: "I have never had the heart to ask you how you and he survived at the bottom of the cliff. Tell me about it."
"OK,...."
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Seeing that he was asleep, Chu Yunyao put out the incense, tucked in the quilt for him, lay down beside him and closed her eyes.
Recalling what the fourth aunt said today, Chu Yunyao tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
It's late at night and everything is quiet.
The whole mansion was shrouded in a dead silence, with its doors and windows closed.
If there is a cry like nothing, it still reaches Chu Yunyao's ears.
She looked at Mo Lingyuan, who was sleeping heavily. She got up and went to the ear room. She closed the door and opened the small window inside.
Qin zhirou's cry suddenly became clear.
Occasionally, there were several curses in his shrill voice:
"my son, you died miserably."
"It's not you, my God. Why is that?"
"You can't die well, you can't die well."
"Return my son's life, return my son's life."
"I want revenge, I want revenge!"
"Let me out!"
...
after listening to Chu Yunyao for almost half an hour, Qin zhirou didn't know whether she had been crying for a long time. Her voice was full of middle spirit and cadence. After howling for a moment, she cried again after swearing...
the more she listened, the more she felt that something was wrong.
According to Qin zhirou's temperament, Mo Jinyu's death must be attributed to Mo Lingyuan, but she cried for a long time, only repeatedly said that Mo Jinyu died miserably, and the damned person should not be him.
Who the hell is that?
There were only three people in the West courtyard of the farm, except Qin zhirou, Mo Jinyu and Xiu'er.
Listening to Qin zhirou's voice over, it seems to know something.
Chu Yunyao closed the window again and crept back to her bedroom. Just as she was about to lie down, Siyu began to cry.
Chu Yunyao bent over to pick her up from the cradle, touched the diaper and wet a large piece.
Mo Lingyuan was woken up by Si Yu's cry. He sat up with his arms and rubbed his dizzy head. "I'll help her change her diaper. You're not quite well. Just lie down."
Chu Yunyao glanced at the incense at the head of his bed and changed the baby's diaper smartly: "it's OK. She's probably hungry. I'll just feed her."
Sure enough, after eating and drinking enough, the little guy belched and fell asleep again.
Chu Yunyao put Siyu back in her cradle. As soon as she got back to bed, she was pulled into a warm embrace with one hand.
"Why are you so cold?" Mo Lingyuan's palm caresses her behind.
"Well, I just got up and stayed in the ear room for a while." Chu Yunyao rubbed his arm: "don't worry, I'm not cold."
Mo Lingyuan didn't seem to be very sober. He instinctively wrapped her in a quilt and asked vaguely: "when Xiu ER was very young, was it the same? I have to get up many times in one night, and I often cry in the confinement? "
Chu Yunyao seriously recalled for a moment, "Xiu'er is a little boy. He eats a lot and has a loud voice. He has a big temper and is more difficult to carry than Si Yu. He always likes to be held by others and cries endlessly in the middle of the night..."
"you've worked so hard!" Mo Lingyuan's chin was against her head.
"It's not hard, Jinyu is taking care of it..." chuyunyao blurts out.
Before she finished speaking, Chu Yunyao was silent, and the whole bedroom fell into a dead silence again.
Some things in retrospect, like stabbing the heart.
Mo Ling Yuan paused and said in a low voice: "I have never had the heart to ask you how you and he survived at the bottom of the cliff. Tell me about it."
"OK,...."
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Seeing that he was asleep, Chu Yunyao put out the incense, tucked in the quilt for him, lay down beside him and closed her eyes. Recalling what the fourth aunt said today, Chu Yunyao tossed and turned, unable to sleep. It's late at night and everything is quiet. The whole mansion was shrouded in a dead silence, with its doors and windows closed. If there is a cry like nothing, it still reaches Chu Yunyao's ears. She looked at Mo Lingyuan, who was sleeping heavily. She got up and went to the ear room. She closed the door and opened the small window inside. Qin zhirou's cry suddenly became clear. Occasionally, there were several curses in his shrill voice: "my son, you died miserably." "It's not you, my God. Why is that?" "You can't die well, you can't die well." "Return my son's life, return my son's life." "I want revenge, I want revenge!" "Let me out!" ... after listening to Chu Yunyao for almost half an hour, Qin zhirou didn't know whether she had been crying for a long time. Her voice was full of middle spirit and cadence. After howling for a moment, she cried again after swearing... the more she listened, the more she felt that something was wrong. According to Qin zhirou's temperament, Mo Jinyu's death must be attributed to Mo Lingyuan, but she cried for a long time, only repeatedly said that Mo Jinyu died miserably, and the damned person should not be him. Who the hell is that? There were only three people in the West courtyard of the farm, except Qin zhirou, Mo Jinyu and Xiu'er. Listening to Qin zhirou's voice over, it seems to know something. Chu Yunyao closed the window again and crept back to her bedroom. Just as she was about to lie down, Siyu began to cry. Chu Yunyao bent over to pick her up from the cradle, touched the diaper and wet a large piece. Mo Lingyuan was woken up by Si Yu's cry. He sat up with his arms and rubbed his dizzy head. "I'll help her change her diaper. You're not quite well. Just lie down." Chu Yunyao glanced at the incense at the head of his bed and changed the baby's diaper smartly: "it's OK. She's probably hungry. I'll just feed her." Sure enough, after eating and drinking enough, the little guy belched and fell asleep again. Chu Yunyao put Siyu back in her cradle. As soon as she got back to bed, she was pulled into a warm embrace with one hand. "Why are you so cold?" Mo Lingyuan's palm caresses her behind. "Well, I just got up and stayed in the ear room for a while." Chu Yunyao rubbed his arm: "don't worry, I'm not cold." Mo Lingyuan didn't seem to be very sober. He instinctively wrapped her in a quilt and asked vaguely: "when Xiu ER was very young, was it the same? I have to get up many times in one night, and I often cry in the confinement? " Chu Yunyao seriously recalled for a moment, "Xiu'er is a little boy. He eats a lot and has a loud voice. He has a big temper and is more difficult to carry than Si Yu. He always likes to be held by others and cries endlessly in the middle of the night..." "you've worked so hard!" Mo Lingyuan's chin was against her head. "It's not hard, Jinyu is taking care of it..." chuyunyao blurts out. Before she finished speaking, Chu Yunyao was silent, and the whole bedroom fell into a dead silence again. Some things in retrospect, like stabbing the heart. Mo Ling Yuan paused and said in a low voice: "I have never had the heart to ask you how you and he survived at the bottom of the cliff. Tell me about it." "OK,...." 1 www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
