Fang Shi sneered, "Mao, who are you showing this pitiful appearance in front of me?" Let me tell you this little bottle, the old lady is really sold. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "If you raise a cow, you can still go to the field to plow the land, what can you do if you raise a money-losing goods?"

Mao knew that her mother-in-law had made up her mind to sell the bottle, although she had no courage or ability. But the little bottle is her own daughter, and she can't watch the little bottle being sold.

"Dad, you always say something, what did the second uncle say? Is the second uncle really unwilling to pass the small bottle? ”

Originally, Song Huafu's mood was not very good, and when he heard Mao's words, he was naturally in a worse mood.

"Do you really think you're a daughter? Adoptive? People with big families, can we climb it? Thinking of the wretched anger he suffered from Song Huafeng, Song Huafu couldn't wait to tear Song Huafeng's face to pieces.

Song Huafu waved his hand, "Okay, hurry up and find someone to take the small bottle away!" ”

Fang glanced at Song Huafu, "What's the hurry?" We've been raising it for a few years, and we always have to negotiate the price before we can sell it. ”

Although the little bottle is young, it is not that he does not understand anything. Her mother knelt on the ground and begged her grandmother not to sell her, but her grandmother still sold herself. And what is to sell yourself, the small bottle really can not understand.

"Mother, is grandma angry, I must eat less in the future, can you ask grandma not to sell me?" After all, the little bottle is a child, and when she saw her mother crying, she cried too.

Mao hugged the small bottle in his arms.

"Dad, mother. The bottle is still so small, how can you bear to sell her? "This girl was born in October when she was pregnant, although she is only a girl, but she is still a piece of meat in her heart, and now her parents and parents say that they are going to sell the small bottle, isn't this cutting their own flesh and ripping out their own hearts?

Mother-in-law's temperament has always been the same, even if she says it out, her mother-in-law may not be soft-hearted. The plan for now is to leave with the small bottle, otherwise the small bottle will definitely be sold by the in-laws.

Mao gritted his teeth, "Daddy, I'm willing to leave with the small bottle." ”

Fang was thinking in his heart about how much silver this small bottle should sell for before it was worth it, when Mao suddenly said that he was willing to leave with the small bottle, which really startled Fang Clan.

"What did you say?" Fang couldn't believe his ears, these words could actually come out of Mao's mouth. If you know how timid Mao is? Now that she dares to say such things to herself, is it true that they think that their family can't leave her?

"You're leaving with a vial?" Fang's face was definitely not good-looking.

Of course, the Mao family is reluctant to leave, but if he chooses to stay, then his daughter can only be sold, and he wants Liu Kai's Song family even if it is for his daughter.

Fang laughed three times, "Mao, I see that your wings are stiff, let's find death!" Fang directly picked up the stool and smashed it at Mao. Mao's didn't dodge or dodge, and he was forced to take Fang's stool.

Mao's body has never been very good, but now when he was smashed by Fang's like this, he vomited blood on the spot.

Seeing that her mother was bleeding, the little bottle was naturally so frightened that she didn't dare to speak.

"Milk, I was wrong, I won't eat again. I was wrong, please don't hit my mother, okay? The little face of the small bottle was covered with tears, and the little hands kept wiping the blood for Mao.

It's just that Mao's body was already a little profitable, and Fang's this time even stimulated Mao's long-held problem. So no matter how the vial rubbed Mao's blood, Mao's blood couldn't stop.

Song Huafu just looked at it coldly.

"Daddy, I'm willing to do nothing, I'll leave with the little bottle." Mao still said vigorously that he was willing to do nothing, as long as he could leave with a small bottle.

"Are you willing to do nothing, you are really an old lady who is easy to fool? What face do you have and what do you want from me? When you got married, you didn't even have anything at the bottom of the box, and you also had the face to ask me for something? "The Fang clan obviously wouldn't let go of the Mao clan so easily.

Fang's eyes were a hundred unpleasant when he looked at Mao, and his eyes were not much better when he looked at the small bottle.

"You don't have to mess with me, I'll call Mother Li over tomorrow, and when Mother Li is optimistic and gives me a suitable price, I'll let her take the small bottle away." Fang's words did not leave any hope for Mao.

Mao sat down on the ground, she never thought that her mother-in-law planned to sell the small bottle to Li's mother. Who is Mother Lee? That's the old bustard of the brothel, if the small bottle is really bought by Li's mother, what will happen to it? Mao didn't dare to think about it at all.

Fang didn't know his words, which strengthened Mao's determination to leave with the small bottle.

That night, after everyone had fallen asleep, Mao woke up the vial, covered the vial's mouth with his hand, and signaled the vial not to speak.

Although the age of the small bottle is young, she is very dependent on Mao, and if Mao doesn't let her make a sound, she can really hold back and not make a sound.

Mao simply packed a few clothes, carried a few buns on his body, and took a look at the house he had lived in for nearly five years. With a heart, he picked up the small bottle and left mercilessly.

When he walked out of the village, Mao let go of his hand covering the small bottle.

"Mother, where are you taking me?" The little bottle slept in a daze, a little sleepy, and put his little hand around Mao's shoulder.

"Little bottle, from now on you will depend on your mother, okay?" Mao tried his best not to let himself cry, and wanted to live well for his daughter.

Of course, the little bottle doesn't understand what it means to depend on each other, but as long as she can be with her mother, she is happy.

"Okay, the little bottle will be with my mother from now on. But mother, don't we want a father? Although her father is not good to herself, in the heart of the little bottle, she still has indelible feelings for her father.

Mao finally couldn't hold back his tears.

"Well, if there is no father for you in the future, my mother will follow you." The Mao clan was worried that the Fang clan would find out that they had run away, so they didn't dare to stay longer, so they directly picked up the small bottle and went all the way to the direction of the official road.

At dawn the next day, Fang Shi waited for a long time and didn't see Mao bring him face wash, and he felt puzzled.

"Mao, where did you die again? Don't want to eat anymore? Laziness all day long. ”

Fang's scolding did not get an answer from Mao. Fang's heart chuckled, could this Mao really run away with a small bottle!