Tang Zhijun went over and put away all the small clothes that were placed on the ground and on the bed, and they were all stuffed in the cabinet when he was annoyed, and the person was also standing in front of the cabinet, and his face was not good, obviously preventing Sang Zhilan from taking the clothes.

This child hasn't gone with him yet, he wants to take the clothes, how is it possible, and look at it like this, even if Yu Xin follows this mother, he can't have a good life, and he can fall the child like this, not to mention, it may be unintentional, it may be careless, but is it difficult, when this mother doesn't have a little consciousness, she wants to help the child up, and then take the child to the doctor to see?

It's a head drop, what if something goes wrong?

How old is Xiao Yuxin, she is only three years old.

Sang Zhilan is not standing now, nor is she sitting, nor walking, nor staying, in fact, she knows that she should follow her, but when she thinks of another younger daughter, her whole person is six gods and no master, and she doesn't know what to do?

And the innocence outside is almost dark, and if she doesn't leave, she really has to stay here.

No, she gritted her teeth, she couldn't stay here, otherwise, I don't know what Wei Tian would think?

"Zhijun, there is still something in my sister-in-law's factory, I'll leave first, and I'll come over tomorrow to see Xinxin, she shouldn't have fallen hard, it's okay." ”

She laughed very uncomfortable, even more ugly, even these words she said incoherently, Tang Zhijun pursed the corners of his mouth, when was the heart sick, she was there, just like this, she also said that she loves Yuxin, loves a fart, isn't it possible not to worry about her daughter, the children are all injured now, this is not worrying, just leave, she is like this?

No, such a woman, the heart can never be handed over to her.

When Tang Zhinian came back with Tang Yuxin, Sang Zhilan had already left, the house was a mess, and even the shoes he made for his daughter for the New Year were placed outside.

"Are you okay?" Tang Zhijun carefully hugged Tang Yuxin, and saw that the child's face was not very good, and his eyes were open, but he just didn't like to talk, and there was still a big bag swollen on his forehead, but fortunately it was not wrapped.

"It's okay, it's just a bruise, it's fine for a few days," Tang Zhinian carefully rubbed his daughter's little head.

"What about her?" he didn't see Sang Zhilan when he came back, in fact, he already knew in his heart that Sang Zhilan was going back, and he still had some hope in his heart, and when he came back, Sang Zhilan knew that he was wrong, but it seemed that the result was still disappointing to him.

She didn't love this daughter at all, but she didn't love her daughter, so why should she take his daughter away.

"What else, she's gone a long time ago, brother, she's like this, no matter what, we can't let her take her heart away?" Tang Zhijun smashed the wall angrily, and a few pieces of the dilapidated wall skin fell off.

Tang Zhinian didn't speak, he just gently pulled the quilt for his daughter, then took the new shoes that were put aside, and then silently put them back in the cabinet.

When the two of them went out, Tang Yuxin opened her eyes, she touched her forehead, and her pink and tender little lips were slightly pale at this time, and they were not as ruddy as before.

She carefully climbed off the wooden bed, ran to the door, and then squatted in front of the door, put her ear to the door, and listened to the sounds outside.