Regenerate a 1
His Zhao Zhao'er, his baby is careful with his liver, and his little daughter on the tip of his heart.
When I thought of the inhuman torture she endured at a young age, not only did she not receive the care she deserved.
Even the medicine that he begged for after nine deaths was taken up by Xia Qingyao by taking advantage of the loopholes.
I don't want my family to worry about her and Song Jingxian's bodies at the same time, and I don't want Song Jingxian to know that she has pressure to affect her recovery after being a medicine man.
She survived three years alone, but she could only watch her brother take good care of Xia Qingyao, who robbed her of her credit, but also alienated and snubbed her.
It's hard to imagine how wronged she should be?
The little girl in their family couldn't stand the slightest grievance.
There has never been a moment when Song Yu and the Yun family felt so guilty and blamed themselves.
They boasted that they loved their daughter, and thought that giving Song Zhao good food and clothing was the best care.
But he didn't want to cause his youngest daughter to suffer because of negligence.
Aside from anything else, just being a medicine person should not be for her, but for them as parents.
"Grandmother, are you alright?"
Song Jinfu held the blackened old lady Song in front of him, and was afraid that his grandmother would fall.
After all, the old people can't afford it, and they can't compare to them.
"I can hold on."
Mrs. Song shook the cane hard, and said loudly, "My little obedient man has eaten such a big sin and still holds on, how can my old wife fall, I won't fall, I still have to take care of my little girl." ”
Mrs. Song couldn't hold back the pain in her heart, and looked at her little granddaughter's bloodless face distressedly.
"Door master, didn't you say that there are only three years of sequelae? Why did I relapse again? ”
Although it is a three-year sequelae, her body is less resistant than ordinary people, and she usually needs to take care of it well, and she can't overwork her mind. But don't worry, it won't hurt the foundation. ”
The doorkeeper sighed.
It was about Song Zhao who made medicine for Song Jingxian day and night some time ago, and carefully made a treatment plan.
It hurt the vitality and caused sequelae.
A female doll with a bigger fart can bear too much.
How can Song Lao Taijun and the others not worry.
Looking at Song Zhao's weak appearance, he couldn't wait to bear it for her.
Besides, a little girl who is only twelve years old, what can she work for?
I'm afraid that if I feel bitter in my heart, and I don't dare to show it during the day, I will relapse.
Song Jinfu was very worried, "Is there a way to make my little sister more comfortable?" ”
The door master shook his head, "There is no cure, I can only survive by myself." ”
As he was talking, Song Zhao suddenly stopped trembling.
Mrs. Song was still hugging her, bowing her head as if she had a feeling, and met the clear and blank cat eyes of her little granddaughter.
The old lady was sour, and she opened her mouth to scold, "You disobedient little monkey, why don't you tell your grandmother when you eat a crime, don't you treat your grandmother as an outsider?" Grandmother spoiled you to grow so big, not for you to go out and suffer hardships, you are really angry with grandmother! ”
The old man was distressed and angry, and tears fell from his eyes.
"Grandmother, don't worry, I'm fine." Song Zhao's voice was small, and he tried to stretch out his little hand to wipe his grandmother's tears.
Mrs. Song hugged her tremblingly, "Grandmother knows, you feel uncomfortable, it was because grandmother didn't do a good job that made my obedient suffer." ”
"Zhaozhao, my mother is sorry for you." The Yun clan also rushed over and hugged the grandfather and grandson.
In the past year, if she hadn't been angry with Song Yu, she locked herself in her room and didn't ask about the world.
Nor will her daughter be sinned, and she will not know anything as a mother, and will not pay attention to it.
She has a lot of responsibility.