Ma Bailian sat idlely, although she didn't have lunch, but her mouth never stopped.

She sat in a different position and glanced at the woman kneeling in the courtyard with a big belly.

Hehe, it's a hard bone.

Look at this stiff back, look at the stubborn little face, it's really what Ding Xiong likes!

Not bad!

Ma Bailian smiled, and she saw the gate of the courtyard not far away, and the maid nodded at this side.

This means that the head of the house has returned.

"Oops, I'm hungry. ”

Ma Bailian finally stood up from the chair, and then shook the hem of her wrinkled skirt, frowning slightly.

She cleared her throat before speaking.

"Who the hell are you, why did you come and give me tea?"

She asked softly, her face full of puzzlement.

The woman kneeling under the sun was already dizzy in front of her, and if it weren't for this hard breath, she would have been unable to help but fall headlong.

She didn't react to Ma Bailian's words at all.

Don't you know who I am, what are you doing with me?

I'm still confused!

"You also said that you have a way to cure my son, what is the solution, don't just kneel, say it and let me hear it!"

Ma Bailian said, with a long sigh.

"Where did you come from, woman, where did you hear about our young master? The famous Lang Zhong can't cure the young master, where did you come from? Don't you deceive our master, our mastermother can't afford this blow. ”

The big girl beside Ma Bailian stepped forward and scolded sharply.

"Madame, you are...," the kneeling pregnant woman tried to plead.

"You guys all want to meddle in the affairs of our Ding family, don't you?

The look of hiding his face and being sad is really sad for those who see it, and cry for those who hear it!

Ding Xiong listened outside the courtyard for a while, and then walked in.

"What's going on?" Ding Xiong glanced at the kneeling woman in the courtyard.

As soon as the woman looked up, she saw her backer, and instantly the tears of the aggrieved bean fell, "Master, I.... I was suddenly caught by my mother, and I don't know anything..."

Ding Xiong clearly told her that before the child was born, he must not reveal his identity.

Otherwise, even if Ma Bailian didn't make a move, her mother's family would not give up.

At that time, it will not be her alone, and it will also affect Ding Xiong.

Mrs. Xiu is a smart person, so naturally she will not expose herself rashly.

But I just don't know why Ma Bailian, who is in the inner house, caught herself accurately!

Even if Mrs. Xiu wants to pretend to be innocent now, she can't pretend to be innocent.

Everyone understands people, and the most she can do is not say anything in front of Ma Bailian.

So, I had just been kneeling in the sun for a few hours.

Ma Bailian glanced sideways at Ding Xiong, who came in, and just wanted to ask, when she suddenly saw the kneeling woman, crying and screaming, her whole body twitched, ahh

After saying this, I cleared up my relationship, and then I was dizzy.

And, what a coincidence!

I didn't faint after kneeling for so many hours, but when Ma Bailian was about to confront Ding Xiong, I fainted!

Before Ma Bailian finished finishing the words she prepared, she rolled her eyes angrily.

Ding Xiong naturally wanted to go to Mrs. Fuxiu as soon as possible, after all, he still had his child in his belly.

It's not easy to get old!

However, because Ma Bailian's housewife was here, he didn't move.

It's just that the maid next to her exclaimed, and everyone realized that a pool of blood had spread under the woman.

She ...... "I'm afraid it's not the child who has fallen?"

"Someone, call Lang Zhong!" Ding Xiong was shocked, and he didn't care about anything else, so he rushed out with Mrs. Xiu in his arms.

Ma Bailian was also a little nervous, although the inner house was dirty, but it was not good to let the woman have an accident in front of the head of the family.

This was also her intention to falsely accuse the woman of the words she had just made.

Even if she wanted to discuss with Ding Xiong, she would not speak openly about this pregnant woman.

She's just looking for an excuse!

However, it is clear that this woman is also a far-sighted person.

Putting aside the things in front of her, Ma Bailian was also anxious to order the two big girls around her to go and wait.

On the one hand, she can bring back the latest news, and on the other hand, if there is really something, she has a way to leave.

Lang Zhong and Wen Po both went to the courtyard, and Ma Bailian had nowhere to go, so she had to come to Ding Ming.

"Ming'er, Xiao Yi is dying, he is already dead!"

At this time, Ding Ming was locked in the most corner of the bed, and his hands and feet were tied with ropes and there were circles of blood.

When Ma Bailian saw the appearance of her only son, she was almost angry and died on the spot.

"Mother, what are you talking about?" Ding Ming finally came back to his senses when he heard Ma Bailian's words.

"I said that the waste is dead! There is no place to bury it. Ma Bailian said hatefully, "If you don't cheer up again, the most noble young master of the Ding family will change hands." ”

"Is he really dead? How did that waste die?" Ding Ming pounced, grabbed Ma Bailian's arm and shook it wildly.

He didn't care at all whether the most honorable young man of the Ding family would change hands, he only cared if that waste was dead!

"How else can you die? ”

Since a lie has been told, there is no need for Ma Bailian to tell the truth.

Moreover, judging from the current situation, only mentioning Xiao Yilin's death can make Ding Ming come to his senses a little.

"Hahaha..... That waste is dead!Is it really dead?" Ding Ming believed Ma Bailian's words, and suddenly laughed maniacally.

"Ming'er, your hands, be careful that your hands are strangled!" Ma Bailian looked distressed as Ding Ming's wrist was strangled with blood marks by the thick rope.

She was also afraid that Ding Ming would go crazy again, so even if she was distressed, she couldn't bear to let go of the rope that bound him.

"Mother, is he really dead?" Ding Ming didn't care about anything else, and confirmed again.

Ma Bailian nodded.

At this time, Ding Ming, who had already been shocked by great joy, didn't notice Ma Bailian's strange expression at all.

"Haha.... It's good to be dead, it's good to be dead!"

Ding Ming smiled maniacally, his mouth wide open with saliva mixed with snot and tears, intertwined on his face, like a stroke patient.

"Ming'er, don't laugh....." Ma Bailian said worriedly.

Ding Ming didn't care, he laughed until his voice was hoarse, and then he gradually stopped.

He wiped a handful of mucus from his face, "Mother, I'm hungry! ”