However, she couldn't do anything about it, and she didn't know how to keep him.

Yang Xuan found the best excuse for himself, and his expression was much firmer: "You can't leave Qingxi Town now, I can only send you home temporarily." ”

As he spoke, he took out three hundred yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into her hand: "I still have some money here, you can buy whatever you want to eat." ”

"Will you ever come back?" Lin Xiaoyu's voice was low, looking at the three hundred yuan stuffed into his hand, a trace of bitterness crossed his eyes.

At the beginning, they wanted to sell Lin Zhaodi for 300 yuan, but now, she and the child in her belly were sent away by others for 300 yuan.

Yang Xuan didn't answer her directly, but said ambiguously: "My dad is still here." ”

Hearing this, Lin Xiaoyu's already desperate heart was injected with a glimmer of hope, she wiped her eyes, raised her head and looked at Yang Xuan seriously: "You must come back, I will wait for you here with the child." ”

"Hmm." Yang Xuan hesitated for a moment, glanced at her stomach, and finally hummed softly, which was considered to be an agreement.

Lin Xiaoyu got his response, and immediately showed a bright smile with tears in her eyes.

Yang Xuan turned his head a little weakly, Mrs. Yang seemed to remember something, and snorted coldly:

"Hmph, it's not that your good daughter refuses to help, if she is willing to help, how can we be so troublesome?"

As soon as he heard this, Yang Xuan immediately frowned dissatisfiedly: "Mom, what are you talking nonsense about." ”

How can Yunqing have so much ability?

Mom, didn't she herself say that Yunqing wanted to enter the dealer's door, and there was basically no hope?

How could she go and say a few words to Zhuang Yue and get his dad out?

Now the person who is investigating his father's case is the person sent from above, so he thought about going to Kyoto to ask his grandfather for help immediately.

Although my grandfather's family is not a wealthy family in Kyoto, it is always a person from Kyoto, with a wide range of roads, many acquaintances, and many ways.

Lin Dayong frowned: "Have you been to the big girl?" ”

"I've found it, that woman is proud now" As soon as Mrs. Yang mentioned Yunqing, her nostrils were full of fire.

Yang Xuan didn't like to hear her always say bad things about Yunqing, so he pushed her: "Mom, don't say anything more, hurry up and clean up, let's get ready to go." ”

"Okay, okay, I'll clean up." When Mrs. Yang thought of her husband, who didn't know the situation yet, she couldn't care about getting angry anymore, so she turned around and ran upstairs.

While running, he sighed: "Alas, I can't even say it, I think you are a ghost." ”

His son, his father used to press him hard, let him be nice to the dead girl, let him act on the spot, perfunctory, he didn't want to.

It's good now, people don't bother to pay attention to him, he has climbed the high branches, but his mind is on the woman.

Lin Xiaoyu, who was sharp-eared, heard this, and her face was very ugly.

She raised her hand and touched the left side of her face, which was pitted and flat to the touch.

It's made by being sprinkled with lime and dipped in water.

There was also a scar on the sharp stone after falling into the puddle.

If there was no lime, it would have been fine, but the wound, combined with the lime stained with water, left a scar on her face that could never be erased.

How can such a face be compared with Lin Zhaodi's more and more beautiful face?

But now, she has no way to deal with that dead girl.

Even if Yang Xuan's heart was left on that dead girl, she could only watch with her eyes.

As long as Yang Xuan was willing to ask for her and the child in her belly, she would no longer ask for anything else.