Chapter 13: The Child Who Fell

Tang Zhinian directly threw away the farm tools in his hand and ran inside, and when he ran into the house, he saw Sang Weilan standing to the side like a stupid, and Tang Yuxin's small body was lying on the ground like a small leather ball, still crying loudly.

"Xinxin......" Tang Zhinian's eyes were almost red, he ran over in three steps and two steps, and hurriedly hugged his daughter, and saw that Tang Yuxin's forehead was swollen with a big bag, crying and about to die.

"Don't cry, don't cry, Daddy is here. ”

Tang Zhinian said that he couldn't help but shed tears, he raised his daughter as an eyeball, from childhood to adulthood, he was cautious, even if Sang Zhilan said that he wanted to go to work back then, he left and threw a little doll that was drinking milk to him, a big man, but this big man still borrowed a mouthful of milk from the east and begged for a mouthful of milk from the west, and then raised his daughter with goat's milk, but he did not let Tang Yuxin suffer a little or suffer a little injury.

But now, the child's head is swollen with such a big bag.

"What did you do, why did you push my daughter?" Tang Zhinian was almost so angry that his eyes were red, and his voice almost roared.

"I didn't, I didn't......" Sang Zhilan was also scared silly, stupid and even forgot to help Tang Yuxin, I just wanted to take the clothes, and she hurriedly wanted to explain, but she explained again, Tang Yuxin still fell, this is the truth, this is now.

"Why are you taking my daughter's clothes?" Tang Zhinian directly dragged the small clothes in Sang Zhilan's hand, "Sang Zhilan ......" He gritted his teeth, and his eyes were red and terrible, "Okay, you want a divorce, I will leave you, but, Xinxin, I will never give it to you, have you ever fed her a mouthful of milk, have you raised her, has she washed her diapers, she has grown up since she grew up, when she was looking for a mother, where were you?" The first thing she learned was to call her father, not her mother, the daughter I raised so hard, you have to leave if you say you want to go. You can go, as long as you're good to her, but you say, what did you do, what did you do?"

Tang Zhinian hugged his daughter tighter, the little child, only a little bigger, is still sobbing, the swollen bag on his forehead is so big, all around is red, almost shocking.

Tang Zhinian picked up his daughter and strode outside, Tang Yuxin pulled his clothes.

"What's wrong, doesn't it hurt?"

Tang Zhinian gently touched his daughter's small face, and his eyes were red and he was about to cry.

"Dad, don't take the clothes away from my mother, she's bad," she leaned her little head on Tang Zhinian's shoulder, and her eyelashes drooped slightly, which also blocked the coldness under her eyes.

Her things, in this life, Wei Jiani can't think of any of them, even if it's a line, it can't be done.

"Zhijun, put away your clothes, don't let people take them away. ”

Tang Zhinian carefully hugged his daughter, and instructed his younger brother on the side, he was afraid that his daughter would go with Sang Zhilan, because his daughter may still love her mother after all, if that is the case, then no matter how uncomfortable he is, no matter how reluctant he is, he will let Sang Zhilan take his daughter away, but now, he found that what he thought was really wrong, Sang Zhilan was not worthy of being a mother at all.

No, he was still wrong, he thought that Sang Zhilan was not worthy of being a mother, but Sang Zhilan was indeed a good mother, but she was not Tang Yuxin's good mother.