Chapter 129: The Wife of the Republic of China (7)

Zhang Qiuhong cried heartbreakingly, and the fat tiger who was held in her arms also cried quietly, obviously frightened by Zhang Qiuhong's appearance, and didn't dare to make too much noise.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Qiuhong's crying became smaller and smaller, and the fat tiger was also tired of crying, and fell asleep in Zhang Qiuhong's arms, but his face was stained with tears, and his little hands were holding Zhang Qiuhong's clothes uneasily.

Armand has been standing in place here, holding the big bowl with a missing mouth in his hand, seeing that Zhang Qiuhong finally stopped crying, so he moved his somewhat stiff body, and looked at the crying with a red face, but looked at the fat tiger who was sleeping in his arms with a gentle face, and Zhang Qiuhong, who was following the fat tiger's hair for a while, "Who are Hongying's real parents?" ”。

I saw that Zhang Qiuhong's body was slightly stiff, and the hand that straightened the fat tiger's hair was also frozen, Zhang Qiuhong's face turned pale, and his lips trembled and looked at Armang, who was thin but stubborn, standing there; "Red ,,, Hongying, you know everything, when did you know" Zhang Qiuhong looked at Armang, who was only five years old, with a strange expression, feeling that the red tassel in front of her made her familiar and unfamiliar, obviously still so dirty, thin, and covered with scars, but she felt that something was wrong, and she couldn't say what was wrong.

Armand uttered a syllable "um" from his nose.

"When did you know, you are only five years old, and you shouldn't have any memories of what happened five years ago" Zhang Qiuhong heard Armang's answer, as if relieved, and said with a sigh of relief.

"Just now"

Zhang Qiuhong's body stiffened, "You... You found out".

Armand looked straight at Zhang Qiuhong with his big glasses, and asked with some puzzlement, "Yes, although it doesn't taste good, I still know about the poison, but why?" Why do you want to poison me"

Zhang Qiuhong's face was pale, and she smiled bitterly: "I knew that I couldn't hide it from you, you have been so smart since you were a child, and you are very sensitive to herbs, but don't you think you live too hard?" I also live a very hard life, very bitter,,," and touched the head of the sleeping fat tiger again, "The tiger is still so young, I don't want him to be as bitter as me in the rest of his life", his eyes were full of tears, and he fell unconsciously and ticking.

Seeing that Zhang Qiuhong seemed to see through the red dust in the world, Armang said coldly, "Tell me about Hongying's own parents, and I will give you a reward." recalled what Bai Ze said in his mind, "People are selfish", Armand closed his eyes, and looked down at the bowl of poisoned rice soup in his hand, "Bai Ze is really right, people are selfish."

Zhang Qiuhong was guilty and scared at this time, her heart was very complicated, she didn't notice Amang's words, she only heard that Amang wanted to know about her biological parents, opened her mouth, and thought of what happened just now, so she gently put down the fat tiger, kissed the fat tiger on the forehead, got up and walked to the only broken wood box in the house.

The box was opened by Zhang Qiuhong, making a "squeak, squeak" sound, Zhang Qiuhong buried his head in the cabinet rummaging for a long time, then took a piece of splendid pink cloth, came to Armang's face, and said with nostalgia: "This is five years ago, when I picked up you, the only object on your body, it looks like it is also an object of a rich family, but I don't know why you were put there at that time, I remember that the cherry blossoms were flying all over the sky at that time, but it was beautiful, so I named you Hongying, at the beginning I still loved you very much, I really want to raise you as my own daughter, but too many things happened later, I, I, I。。。。。。。。 I don't know how I did it, I did such a thing" Zhang Qiuhong couldn't help crying again, but this time it was forbearance, crying quietly.