A middle-aged woman rushed over and shouted at Aunt Xiao, "You still dare to come!" How dare you come! If it weren't for you, Dad would have been paralyzed in bed for so many years? You're good, just leave, don't miss it at all, but it's me, I get up early every day, and dress up! ”

The man just now grabbed her and said to Aunt Xiao with a dark face, "You go!" ”

Aunt Xiao looked into the distance, and an old woman with silver hair was surrounded by everyone, so she knelt on the ground with a puff, and just wanted to kowtow, the scolding woman came up and kicked it.

Bai Mo was stunned, and without thinking about it, he knelt down and hugged Aunt Xiao, this kick hit her ribs hard, the woman didn't spare any strength, and she was still wearing pointed scalp shoes, Bai Mo was so painful that tears flowed, and now, the little loach and a few of them were in a hurry, and they rushed up and grabbed the woman.

The people on the other end saw it and hurried over, and everyone shouted together.

At this time, the silver-haired old lady walked over tremblingly with the support of a little girl, staring at Aunt Xiao: "Lao Xiao is a scholar, he has been an old scholar all his life, and he is not seeking fame and fortune, but he is calm, but he didn't expect to be old but not pure." ”

The old man's voice was not high, and as soon as these words came out, everyone closed their mouths, and even Aunt Xiao stopped choking.

Yun Sheng stood in front, Bai Mo supported Aunt Xiao, and Aunt Xiao looked at the old woman with a sad face.

The appearance of the two of them is almost copy-paste.

Bai Mo's heart sank, Aunt Xiao's story was too heavy, she knew that Xiao Ningning had never seen these relatives since she was a child, and she also knew that she would have to face it one day, but she didn't expect that she would meet in such a way.

For a while, there was silence.

"Mom," a slightly younger man walked over, hugged the old lady of the Xiao family, and said in a low voice, "Don't be angry." ”

Aunt Xiao, who had always insisted on refusing to leave, gave up completely at the moment, she glanced at it faintly, turned around and walked out.

Bai Mo looked back, the old woman's eyes, she raised her head high, and she was still reluctant to look at Aunt Xiao.

Bai Mo sighed deeply and held Aunt Xiao's cold hand tightly.

Everyone got into the car, and Uncle Zhuang whispered to Bai Mo: "You go back first, I will take care of your mother's side, and I will call you if there is anything." ”

Bai Mo had already held the car door with one hand, so he glanced at the car and frowned.

"If you go, she'll be angry with you." Uncle Zhuang glanced at Lhotse Xia, who was standing in the distance.

Bai Mo slowly let go of his hand and watched the car drive away.

In the distance, the people of the Xiao family gathered together and gathered around the old lady.

Lhotse Xia walked over and gently took her hand.

She glanced at him, and suddenly felt very aggrieved, and the pain she had been holding on to became more and more intense, and she didn't know if she was tired, and it was so cold under the sun.

"Xiaobai," she murmured, "I'm not feeling well. ”

Call him Lhotse Xia, he is a husband who is very far away from her.

Call him Xiaobai, he is a friend who will make her heart flutter.

She has 10,000 reasons not to like Lhotsexia, and 1 million reasons to like Xiaobai.

He frowned, reached over and touched her forehead.

His hands are so warm.

Bai Mo subconsciously gathered the clothes on his body and took a breath of cool air.

After getting into the car, she casually draped his coat on her body, and when she saw that he was worried, she pursed her lips and smiled: "Borrow it." ”