Chapter 21: You are not afraid that I am a bad person

Chapter 21 You are not afraid that I am a bad person

Yao's mother sighed softly and continued: "The Qianqian is gone, but she has given birth to three lovely children to the Lu family. No matter what time it is, we are also Lu Juncheng's father-in-law and mother-in-law. We should be respectful during the festivals. He can't be less."

Huihui marries someone else, then we can have two sons-in-law, and we have to receive two tributes during the festivals. If we marry Lu Juncheng, we will hang our two daughters on his tree, so beautiful he. "

Yao's father also knew that the old woman was right: "Don't I feel sorry for those three children?"

Yao's mother turned over and turned her back to him: "Okay, Lu Juncheng saw that he didn't have that kind of interest in Huihui. Otherwise, she can get a certificate with the girl from her hometown. It's better to worry less than anything else."

What she didn't say was how good Lu Juncheng was to her family Yao Qian. As a mother-in-law, she knew that even if she married another, with those three children involved, she would definitely be the same to her family, otherwise she would not be easy to mess with.

No matter how much she loves those three grandchildren, it is impossible for her little girl to get involved. She is not optimistic about any kind of kissing. Not stupid.

The two old couples were thinking about their own thoughts and fell asleep.

*

At this time, Yu Xinyan appeared in the machinery factory staff hospital again.

The thing is like this, after finally entering the gate of the factory, when Sa Yazi was running to the guest house, she almost bumped into someone because of the darkness.

After seeing the person in front of me clearly, I realized that it was a child I had met in the hospital before, but maybe the other child didn't remember her at all.

When Yu Xinyan stabilized the child's body, she found that the child was shaking and his head was covered with sweat. It was obvious that he was running too fast, so he couldn't help asking: "Little friend, what's wrong with you?"

The little boy felt that he ran too fast and almost bumped into someone, so he wanted to finish his answer quickly and leave. Because of his anxiety, he spoke incoherently: "There is no one at home. My brother is sick. I need to find my uncle. The fever is severe. Help my brother."

The little boy was in a hurry: "There is no one at home, and my uncle is in the hospital."

She now understood that the man with the injured leg was the little boy's uncle. I'm afraid that there are no other adults in the house now. Considering that the man's leg is still injured, even if he comes back, he might not be able to do much.

Looking at the anxious child in front of him, he couldn't help saying: "Why don't you ask the neighbors for help? Your uncle's leg hurts and he can hardly walk by himself. How can you hug your brother?"

Seeing that the little boy was stopped by himself, he felt a little embarrassed: "Where is your home? I will help you take him to the hospital."

In fact, she regretted it after she finished speaking. She and the other child were neither related nor knew each other, and they probably wouldn't believe her.

Unexpectedly, the little boy nodded and said, "Thank you sister."

After finishing speaking, she pulled her to run in the direction she came and went: "This way."

Yu Xinyan couldn't help asking: "Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad guy?"

The little boy didn't turn his head back, maybe he was walking too fast, and he was panting when he spoke: "I saw my sister in the hospital."

Well, it turns out that this kid is smart.

Ignored to ask other questions, and trotted along with the little boy to a yard, and was dragged into the house before he could see the situation in the yard clearly.

As soon as Yu Xinyan entered the room, she saw a younger child lying on the kang.

When he got closer, Xiao Wang's face was flushed with heat, and he seemed to be saying something, and when he stretched out his hand, it was frighteningly hot.

(end of this chapter)

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