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Zhuang huaisen's hands trembled more and more. Hearing the news of his eldest son's death, he even shook uncontrollably.
Zhuang Xiaoyu burst into tears: "Dad, you actually remember me, don't you?"
Zhuang huaisen suddenly vomited, because half of his body was stiff, and his clothes were stained with undigested dumplings and sour water.
Zhuang Xiaoyu was so frightened that he hurriedly shouted, "someone is coming."
When the guard pushed the door in and saw Zhuang huaisen like this, he quickly turned the person over, patted Zhuang huaisen on the back and asked Zhuang huaisen to spit out everything he ate.
The housekeeper hurried over, instructed the servant to clean Zhuang huaisen, changed his clothes, and put Zhuang huaisen on the bed again.
The witch doctor arrived in time to feel Zhuang huaisen's pulse.
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the scene, his face numb.
The housekeeper thought Zhuang Xiaoyu was frightened and comforted, "don't be afraid, senior lady. The high priest is just ill and will be fine."
The witch doctor finished his pulse and wrote a prescription: "the poison in the high priest's body is getting stronger and stronger. It has gone deep into his heart. You shouldn't eat too much. The food made of glutinous rice is difficult to digest. You should eat less and try not to eat, so as not to happen again."
Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded. The housekeeper asked someone to get the porridge and feed it to Zhuang huaisen.
Zhuang Xiaoyu stood by the bed and watched Zhuang huaisen eat rice porridge one mouthful at a time. He was completely heartless and heartless. His heart was like a knife.
Whether the father is sober or not, these are actually not important.
The important thing is that whether he is really sober or not, he is unwilling to wake up. Even if he is alone with her, he is unwilling to face her with his true face.
I don't know whether he doesn't want to face the reality, or doesn't want to face the reality, or he can't face the reality.
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the old Zhuang huaisen and felt cold in her heart.
She was the only one left to support the whole dealer.
Night fell.
Zhuang Xiaoyu went to see the broken jade and asked the nursing mother to rest. She went back to the bedroom to continue sewing clothes and soles, waiting for Qin Wuyan to come back.
Unexpectedly, a rumor from Qin Wuyan came to report: "madam, the acting priest has something to do tonight. He won't go back to the priest's house. Please rest earlier."
Zhuang Xiaoyu asked, "where did the acting priest go tonight?"
Guard: "... I don't know my humble position."
Zhuang Xiaoyu sneered, "do you know? Or don't you say it on purpose?"
The guard was embarrassed. When he informed his wife, she never asked too much. At this time, she suddenly asked. She really didn't know how to answer.
Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't intend to embarrass an involuntary guard, "go, I know."
The guard hurried away.
Zhuang Xiaoyu called the housekeeper and whispered. After seeing him off, he returned to his bed, blew the light and lay down.
The faint soft white light came. Zhuang Xiaoyu saw the luminous pearl hairpin exposed from under the pillow. She picked it up, held it in her palm and looked at it for a moment. She took it out of the tent and put it on the stool.
The cold night made her shiver.
Clearly tired all day, but Zhuang Xiaoyu turned around and couldn't sleep.
The whole priest's house was quiet to a terrible extent. She only felt dizzy. When she opened her eyes, she saw the eldest brother standing in front of her bed with that ferocious face and crying to him:
"Xiao Yu, I died miserably. You must avenge me and your second brother."
"Xiao Yu, why didn't you recognize me? I hurt you so much. Why didn't you recognize your brother?"
"Xiao Yu, I followed you every day when I was looking for me. Why didn't you take a look at the carriage?"
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Zhuang huaisen's hands trembled more and more. Hearing the news of his eldest son's death, he even shook uncontrollably.
Zhuang Xiaoyu burst into tears: "Dad, you actually remember me, don't you?"
Zhuang huaisen suddenly vomited, because half of his body was stiff, and his clothes were stained with undigested dumplings and sour water.
Zhuang Xiaoyu was so frightened that he hurriedly shouted, "someone is coming."
When the guard pushed the door in and saw Zhuang huaisen like this, he quickly turned the person over, patted Zhuang huaisen on the back and asked Zhuang huaisen to spit out everything he ate.
The housekeeper hurried over, instructed the servant to clean Zhuang huaisen, changed his clothes, and put Zhuang huaisen on the bed again.
The witch doctor arrived in time to feel Zhuang huaisen's pulse.
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the scene, his face numb.
The housekeeper thought Zhuang Xiaoyu was frightened and comforted, "don't be afraid, senior lady. The high priest is just ill and will be fine."
The witch doctor finished his pulse and wrote a prescription: "the poison in the high priest's body is getting stronger and stronger. It has gone deep into his heart. You shouldn't eat too much. The food made of glutinous rice is difficult to digest. You should eat less and try not to eat, so as not to happen again."
Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded. The housekeeper asked someone to get the porridge and feed it to Zhuang huaisen.
Zhuang Xiaoyu stood by the bed and watched Zhuang huaisen eat rice porridge one mouthful at a time. He was completely heartless and heartless. His heart was like a knife.
Whether the father is sober or not, these are actually not important.
The important thing is that whether he is really sober or not, he is unwilling to wake up. Even if he is alone with her, he is unwilling to face her with his true face.
I don't know whether he doesn't want to face the reality, or doesn't want to face the reality, or he can't face the reality.
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the old Zhuang huaisen and felt cold in her heart.
She was the only one left to support the whole dealer.
Night fell.
Zhuang Xiaoyu went to see the broken jade and asked the nursing mother to rest. She went back to the bedroom to continue sewing clothes and soles, waiting for Qin Wuyan to come back.
Unexpectedly, a rumor from Qin Wuyan came to report: "madam, the acting priest has something to do tonight. He won't go back to the priest's house. Please rest earlier."
Zhuang Xiaoyu asked, "where did the acting priest go tonight?"
Guard: "... I don't know my humble position."
Zhuang Xiaoyu sneered, "do you know? Or don't you say it on purpose?"
The guard was embarrassed. When he informed his wife, she never asked too much. At this time, she suddenly asked. She really didn't know how to answer.
Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't intend to embarrass an involuntary guard, "go, I know."
The guard hurried away.
Zhuang Xiaoyu called the housekeeper and whispered. After seeing him off, he returned to his bed, blew the light and lay down.
The faint soft white light came. Zhuang Xiaoyu saw the luminous pearl hairpin exposed from under the pillow. She picked it up, held it in her palm and looked at it for a moment. She took it out of the tent and put it on the stool.
The cold night made her shiver.
Clearly tired all day, but Zhuang Xiaoyu turned around and couldn't sleep.
The whole priest's house was quiet to a terrible extent. She only felt dizzy. When she opened her eyes, she saw the eldest brother standing in front of her bed with that ferocious face and crying to him:
"Xiao Yu, I died miserably. You must avenge me and your second brother."
"Xiao Yu, why didn't you recognize me? I hurt you so much. Why didn't you recognize your brother?"
"Xiao Yu, I followed you every day when I was looking for me. Why didn't you take a look at the carriage?"
......
Zhuang huaisen's hands trembled more and more. Hearing the news of his eldest son's death, he even shook uncontrollably.Zhuang Xiaoyu burst into tears: "Dad, you actually remember me, don't you?"Zhuang huaisen suddenly vomited, because half of his body was stiff, and his clothes were stained with undigested dumplings and sour water.Zhuang Xiaoyu was so frightened that he hurriedly shouted, "someone is coming."When the guard pushed the door in and saw Zhuang huaisen like this, he quickly turned the person over, patted Zhuang huaisen on the back and asked Zhuang huaisen to spit out everything he ate.The housekeeper hurried over, instructed the servant to clean Zhuang huaisen, changed his clothes, and put Zhuang huaisen on the bed again.The witch doctor arrived in time to feel Zhuang huaisen's pulse.Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the scene, his face numb.The housekeeper thought Zhuang Xiaoyu was frightened and comforted, "don't be afraid, senior lady. The high priest is just ill and will be fine."The witch doctor finished his pulse and wrote a prescription: "the poison in the high priest's body is getting stronger and stronger. It has gone deep into his heart. You shouldn't eat too much. The food made of glutinous rice is difficult to digest. You should eat less and try not to eat, so as not to happen again."Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded. The housekeeper asked someone to get the porridge and feed it to Zhuang huaisen.Zhuang Xiaoyu stood by the bed and watched Zhuang huaisen eat rice porridge one mouthful at a time. He was completely heartless and heartless. His heart was like a knife.Whether the father is sober or not, these are actually not important.The important thing is that whether he is really sober or not, he is unwilling to wake up. Even if he is alone with her, he is unwilling to face her with his true face.I don't know whether he doesn't want to face the reality, or doesn't want to face the reality, or he can't face the reality.Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the old Zhuang huaisen and felt cold in her heart.She was the only one left to support the whole dealer.Night fell.Zhuang Xiaoyu went to see the broken jade and asked the nursing mother to rest. She went back to the bedroom to continue sewing clothes and soles, waiting for Qin Wuyan to come back.Unexpectedly, a rumor from Qin Wuyan came to report: "madam, the acting priest has something to do tonight. He won't go back to the priest's house. Please rest earlier."Zhuang Xiaoyu asked, "where did the acting priest go tonight?"Guard: "... I don't know my humble position."Zhuang Xiaoyu sneered, "do you know? Or don't you say it on purpose?"The guard was embarrassed. When he informed his wife, she never asked too much. At this time, she suddenly asked. She really didn't know how to answer.Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't intend to embarrass an involuntary guard, "go, I know."The guard hurried away.Zhuang Xiaoyu called the housekeeper and whispered. After seeing him off, he returned to his bed, blew the light and lay down.The faint soft white light came. Zhuang Xiaoyu saw the luminous pearl hairpin exposed from under the pillow. She picked it up, held it in her palm and looked at it for a moment. She took it out of the tent and put it on the stool.The cold night made her shiver.Clearly tired all day, but Zhuang Xiaoyu turned around and couldn't sleep.The whole priest's house was quiet to a terrible extent. She only felt dizzy. When she opened her eyes, she saw the eldest brother standing in front of her bed with that ferocious face and crying to him:"Xiao Yu, I died miserably. You must avenge me and your second brother.""Xiao Yu, why didn't you recognize me? I hurt you so much. Why didn't you recognize your brother?""Xiao Yu, I followed you every day when I was looking for me. Why didn't you take a look at the carriage?"......
