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Chapter 358

"Um."

Qin Zhenzhu lowered her head and responded, and hurriedly ran out.

Seeing that she was running so fast, Pei Feng suddenly realized that his behavior of using his mouth to help her whip blood was inappropriate.

Could she be angry?

This was also a subconscious action, and he didn't think so much about it.

Since he was a child, whenever he was injured and bleeding, Grandma Pei would always help him whisper, saying that this would be so good...

Seeing Qin Zhenzhu running over panting, Zhao Jiner asked, "What's wrong?"

Qin Zhenzhu was stunned for a moment before raising her finger and said, "Cut, cut."

Zhao Jiner hurried forward and lifted the cloth to check, "It's no longer bleeding, it shouldn't be serious. I'll find you a clean cloth to wrap it."

As he said that, he threw the rag that was dyed with blood and dust onto the ground.

Qin Zhenzhu hesitated for a moment, and took advantage of Zhao Jiner's entry into the bedroom and picked it up and secretly stuffed it into her waist bag...

During lunch, except for Zhao Zheng and his two children, the remaining four young people were all ulterior motives.

Pei Feng was the first to put down his chopsticks, "I'm ready to eat, I'm back."

Qin Zhenzhu raised her eyes and glanced at him, but unexpectedly his eyes were also sweeping over, and she was so scared that she quickly lowered her head.

What's going on? I didn't even laugh with Brother Pei before, but I didn't even dare to look at him...

Qin Muxiu's eyes were like a torch, and the two of them could not escape his eyes with their small movements. He sat quietly, smiling without saying a word.

The honest man Zhao Jiner looked at Pei Feng's bowl and asked in confusion, "Why did Brother Pei eat this little today? I remember you usually have to eat at least two big bowls!"

Pei Feng's face was hot, but fortunately he was dark, so he couldn't tell it.

“I’m not hungry today.”

"You can't eat this little if you're not hungry. You eat less than cats. You shouldn't feel uncomfortable, right? I think your face seems a little red."

"Red? No, I'm so hot." Pei Feng took his schoolbag and ran away as if he was running away.

Zhao Jiner curled her lips, "It's true. I can't eat two bites of rice, so I cooked such a big pot for me. I have to eat leftovers tonight."

Mu Yi shook his head and sighed, "I am so kind to drink enough water."

"What?" Zhuzi has limited education and really can't understand his arrogant writing.

"Eat your meal!" Qin Zhenzhu glared.

She was both fierce and rude, and she would punish people to work at any time. Both of her cubs were afraid of her and shut up immediately.

After dinner, Zhao Jiner took out the money that the evil young man had paid for to Zhao Zheng.

When Zhao Zheng heard this, he waved his hand and refused, "You and your niece and son-in-law paid for my legs, and I should pay you the gold."

Zhao Jiner smiled and pushed him over, "We are not short of money, but Zhuzi. If you want to be a medicine boy in the county in a few days, you can't be penniless. If you are alone, you will always have some miscellaneous things to buy."

Zhao Zheng was filled with emotion and didn't know what to say.

When the eldest brother handed Zhao Jin'er to him before his death, he was actually not willing. After all, he was a woman and had to get married even after raising her. If she was a nephew, she could still be raised as half a child.

Later, his leg broke, and Jiang Cuilan often used Zhao Jin'er as an excuse to find fault with him. He had the idea of ​​sending Zhao Jin'er away many times.

So much so that when Jiang Cuilan sold her half and half to the old Zhao family, he didn't say anything, and even felt relieved in his heart.

He never expected that now he and his son would live on Zhao Jiner and her "donkey" husband.

It is not until now that he truly regards Zhao Jiner as his own daughter.

When your legs are ready, you must work hard and prepare a decent centenary gift for your future nephew...
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