Because of the strangeness of Wen Zhao's hands, Zixuan immediately lifted up his too-long sleeves to take a look, and found that his small hands were as rough as those of an old farmer, with small scars alternating between old and new: "How did you get this?"

When she looked up, she noticed something was wrong with Wen Zhao's collar that was too high. She pulled open the collar and saw a purple bruise under his neck. She couldn't help but said angrily: "Who beat you?!"

Moreover, Wen Zhao was astonishingly thin. She squeezed his thin arm, and she felt suspicious because he was really skinny and asked again: "How old are you?"

"I am nine years old this year. If my sister forgets anything, I will ask Wen Zhao. Wen Zhao believes that my sister will get better soon. Even if she is not good, it does not matter. Wen Zhao is still here. Wen Zhao will remember everything that my sister has forgotten. As long as my sister can be well.

Just stay alive, sister, and don't do stupid things again." His tears finally fell again, but he wiped them away quickly.

"Wen Zhao is doing well at home. He sleeps soundly and eats well. He also pays attention to his homework. Sister, you don't have to worry about anything. You only need to take care of yourself." He had already pulled down his sleeves to cover his little hands and raised his face.

The little face looked at Zixuan with his eyes that were a little too big because he was too thin, and he hurriedly comforted her: "I'm really good. I'm a little thin because I don't like eating meat or white steamed buns."

, don’t like to eat steamed buns…”

Hearing the child with a childish voice saying these sad words to her, Zixuan's heart suddenly softened with pain, and she hugged the thin boy in front of her who looked like six or seven years old: "Sister, I can't

I'll let you suffer even a little bit more!" She suddenly became very angry with me - she was dead and clean, but who could this poor child rely on? No matter how hard Jia was, he would be tortured to death.

After learning the details, she was not very enthusiastic about the subject, nor did she feel much empathy. However, after listening to Wen Zhao's words, she really couldn't let go of this sensible little boy and let him fend for himself: maybe

It was her final reluctance to let go of this younger brother that left a bond within her body, causing her to have an inexplicable feeling of flesh-and-blood connection with the boy in front of her.

"It's so touching." Zizhi took Zhu Wende's hand: "If you can, don't let him go back to the Zhu family. See if your father will agree. If you are smart, treat my mother and me with respect.

Otherwise..." She glanced at Zhu Zhaowen and sneered twice.

When Zhaowen saw her, he shrank back and looked extremely frightened. It was obvious that he had suffered a lot at the hands of Zizhi.

Zixuan's heart became angry when she heard this: "Shut up, do you believe that one day you will never be able to enter the Ding family's door again, and you will never be able to see the person you want to see again?" She is from the 21st century.

Although this woman doesn't have much experience in relationships, she has seen a lot of crazy men and resentful women, so of course she can see through Zizhi's thoughts at a glance.

Zizhi heard this and was filled with hatred: "It's really you, it's really you who destroyed...; Lord Marquis doesn't like you, so you're going to harm me, just like you harmed Aunt Fang and Sixth Aunt, right?"

Zixuan took Wen Zhao's little hand and walked to the inner room, not bothering to pay attention to this idiot. Today, she wanted to let Mr. Zhu know what a "virtuous" woman Jia was and what a blind father he was. Of course, Zhu Wenzhao

She will never hand it over to anyone again. From today on, he is her brother, her only relative in the world.

Just when she had just raised the curtain in the inner room, someone opened the curtain on the outer door, and someone whispered: "Auntie, be careful where you step." Looking back, it was Fang Fei who came really quickly.

ah.

She called out to Liuli: "Ask the aunts to wait for me for a while, I'm a little busy here." After saying that, she didn't say hello to Fang Fei or Jiang, and just took Wen Zhao into the inner room.

In the room, Mrs. Jia was crying in Mr. Zhu's arms, and Mr. Zhu was coaxing her with great distress - Zixuan's eyes almost didn't fall off. At this time, she finally realized how powerful Jia was; how old she was.

With just a little effort, you can go from kneeling on the ground and admitting your mistake to being coaxed by Master Zhu?

Mr. Zhu felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Zixuan coming in. He gently helped Jia and let her lie on the bed: "Your Aunt Jia lost those silver coins in a bet. My father tried to find a way to collect the money and give it to you. Why can't I give it to you?"

I want to return it to the Ding family."

"Master, it's all my fault..." Mrs. Jia cried and howled again, and Mr. Zhu quickly went to comfort her: "Don't get excited. People who are pregnant should pay more attention." Hearing this, Zixuan still had any objections.

I understand, but I looked at Mrs. Jia suspiciously, not quite believing that she was really pregnant, because it was such a coincidence.

The pregnancy can only be tolerated by Mr. Zhu. Zixuan went over and pulled Mrs. Jia up: "You can sleep on my bed, so go and lie on the couch!"

Mr. Zhu quickly supported Jia and said angrily: "Xuan'er, my father knows how to make money..."

"Even if the money is returned to the Ding family, she has also blackmailed the Ding family. Can this matter be changed?" Zixuan said rudely to Master Zhu, showed Wen Zhao's injuries and small hands to Master Zhu, and asked him to

Mr. Zhu pinched Wen Zhao's thin arm: "Father, that fat one is your biological son. This one is not your biological son, right?"

She lowered her head and touched Wen Zhao's head: "If you have any grievances, tell your father. Sister, go and come back." There were two aunts from the Ding family waiting outside, and Mr. Zhu still had a father-daughter relationship with her.

, believed that she would not turn a blind eye to Wen Zhao's experience, so she left Wen Zhao with peace of mind.

Fang Fei saw Zixuan coming out and waving her hands to let the girls go out, but Liuli stood motionless. She glared at Liuli for a few times as if she hadn't seen her, so she could only cough lightly: "Get out."

Liuli finally moved after hearing this, but she stepped forward to help Zixuan sit down, and then stood behind Zixuan, completely believing that Fangfei's words were a piece of cake.

Fang Fei's face changed slightly, she glanced at Ms. Jiang and she snorted: "Sister, she's getting more assertive now, so we can wait." She was clearly angry today. Compared with the past few days, she should be the real one now.

of her.

Zixuan picked up the tea and said, "If you have anything to do, just say it. If there's nothing else - Liuli, let's see you off."

Jiang said angrily: "Madam is not only arrogant now, she has an even bigger temper, her heart is big, and her hands are even bigger." She stretched out her hand and gestured: "I took away hundreds of silver with just one grab.

Thing, hehe, it really opened my eyes."

"Just open your eyes. I'm supposed to ask you to collect some money. How can I open my eyes in vain? Don't you think so?" Zixuan smiled heartlessly: "You two are here to congratulate me, so I'm going to give it to you."
Chapter completed!