Dai Zhanzhi was angry and anxious because of her mother's trouble. She didn't care whether she had persuaded her to hang up the phone. She even controlled herself to let no one think about it. She also planned to make trouble for her mother in the future.
Just like before, I can get money during festivals and festivals, and I can get money for big and small matters. As long as I don’t make a fuss, don’t think about anything else. As for Dai Furong, I can’t do anything else!
The child in front of him, Dai Zhanzhi, looked at the child in Guo Xiaoshan's arms. He was innocent! No matter how he was related to him, even if he didn't mention his blood relationship, he was still the same as his own.
Taking care of him every day... Lu Xiaochang is his mother, it is natural for her to raise a son! But - his mother's only brother, can be said to be the brother of Rufu Ru brother, but the cause of death is related to the child's father! And this is also the case
How did the child come from?
These two things are known to me, or I don’t know there are still many things. In short, Dai Zhanzhi believes that for Lu Xiaochang, he is afraid that he will hate his child’s father. Who can guarantee that Lu Xiaochang hates this
Won't take your anger?
The child's crying weakened under the comfort of the branch, but the crying still did not stop.
Ye Fengqiao coughed for a while and finally didn't cough as hard as he was. The words in his mouth made people feel a little sobbing, "Who doesn't speak well!"
Guo Xiaohe looked at Ye Fengqiao and then looked at the child who was still crying. He said to Dai Zhanzhi with some annoyance: "Sister-in-law, please carry him out, it makes people cry."
Dai Zhanzhi looked at the child who didn't stop crying, and while shaking the child in his arms, he was silently walking out. Looking at the child who was living well in front of him, Dai Zhanzhi had a good time to Ye Fengqiao for the first time.
I feel sincerely grateful. At the same time, a sense of anxiety gradually arises in my heart, and this child will always be taken away!
When I learned last night that Ye Fengqiao asked her to bring her children to the hospital, Dai Zhanzhi turned around and couldn't sleep all night, and there was only one thing: I was worried about handing over the child to Lu Xiaochang. Of course, I never thought about handing over the child to him.
In her own mother's home, she was afraid that she would raise someone who was as blessed as a blessing in the future, and the child would be in vain.
The atmosphere between Gu Yefengqiao and Dai Zhanzhi suddenly became tense, making people feel a little uncomfortable, and the two people involved fell into silent looking at each other.
In the end, Dai Zhanzhi couldn't help but speak, "You took him away as soon as you were born. Are you not afraid that he would be implicated by those adults in everything? You saved his life, and I just want him to
You will live a better life in the future. You also know my cousin's family conditions. Since the child was seen by the couple, these two people have traveled to my house every day. It can be seen that they really like this child..."
"Stop talking!" Ye Fengqiao interrupted her, and it could be seen that Dai Zhanzhi was really considering this child, and his voice eased, "I know everything you said. Have you ever thought that this child is not yours?
It’s not mine, and we don’t count. I know what you are taboo about. It’s right for your brother to be a blood-related relative, but my son is also the flesh that fell off his body.”
"But, different!" Dai Zhanzhi's tone was a little anxious, and his emotions fluctuated, "The brother is the brother, and the son is the son! But Lu Xiaochang... It's true that her brother is the brother, but her son is not just herself.
"It's also the son of her brother's enemy!"
Lu Xiaochang and her brother depended on each other for a long time and had a deep relationship. But after his son was born, he had never gotten along with him much, and he would have any feelings for him!
Ye Fengqiao was very dissatisfied with her sudden yelling, and asked her coldly, "'But it's different'? What's different? Isn't my brother a brother? Or is my son not my son?"