"Would you really be so kind as to let me live?"

Ye Tingcheng didn't pick up the little burden, Ye Kang's face of charity was really disgusting.

"As long as you are obedient, I will let you live."

Ye Kang put on a self-righteous 'charity' face, and waited for Ye Qingcheng to pounce at his feet, crying bitterly and begging him to spare his life.

"Although the Ye family is rich, it is good to have one more cow and horse."

This makes it clear that Ye Tingcheng is not treated as a human being, as a daughter.

"What do you want me to do?"

Ye Chengcheng did not have the dedication to the Ye family as a cow and a horse, but he was secretly paying attention to Ye Kang's unusual behavior.

"Wait for Ming'er Chongxi, you feed this to the sick seedling, and you must ask him to eat it."

Even if Ye Kang found out, she seemed to be different from before, not so obedient and obedient.

But he didn't take it to heart, he just took it for granted.

She was really frightened by Chongxi, so she had the courage to resist one or two.

In his heart, she is still the thing that can be held at will, kneaded round and flattened.

As for the idea of this thing, he wouldn't care.

This time, Ye Kang didn't use the loss, but put the small porcelain bottle at her feet.

"Remember, if the sick man doesn't eat what is in it, you can wait for him to be buried!"

Putting down this threatening word, Ye Kang flicked his sleeves and left the firewood room.

Ye Tingcheng moved slightly, and took the small porcelain bottle into his hand.

No matter what it was, she couldn't give it to Ling Xiao.

She didn't refuse, and it was also for the family that was about to rejoice tomorrow.

Old and old, sick and sick, if Ye Kang's heart is darker and his hands are more ruthless, then the mother and son may be poisoned.

In order to be able to get out of the Ye family, the mother and son must live well whatever they say.

Carefully put away the small porcelain bottle, and Ye Tingcheng picked up the small burden.

Although it was cold, the two nest heads that were still fresh appeared in front of her.

Under the nest, there is also an old dress with not too many patches.

Looking at the style and color of this old clothes, you know that it must be Ye Liu's.

Ye Mochou doesn't know how to wear old-fashioned clothes like this.

Picking up the two nest heads, Ye Qingcheng slowly ate them into his stomach one bite at a time.

I don't know when the scumbags of the Ye family plan to send her to Chongxi.

She didn't want to stay in the same yard with the scum of the Ye family anymore.

I can't even tolerate breathing!

I hope that the mother and son are good, and it is also good for her to jump out of the fire pit of the Ye family as soon as possible.

There is a second-entry house in the westernmost part of the town, this is where the scum of the Ye family wants to sell Ye Chengcheng to Chongxi.

A few days before this house, there were still maids and servants who were waiting.

In the past few days, they have all left one after another, and it was Mrs. Ling, the owner of the house, who sent them away.

Now, there are only two Ling mother and son left in this house.

For a while, the house seemed empty, without much popularity and vitality.

Ling's mother and son moved to the front yard, and the backyard was locked.

When night came, under the sparse stars, most of the entire Ling family's house was shrouded in darkness.

The only thing that has light is the room where Ling Jiazi is Lingxiao.

At this time, the house was as light as a bean.

Ling Xiao lay on the bed, I don't know if it was because of the light or because he was sick.

His face was as white as paper, and there was no blood at all.

It can be said that there are only two colors on his face, white and black.

The miserable white cheeks, the miserable white lips, and the black eyebrows against the background, make people feel shocking when they look at it.

Just across from him, Mrs. Ling sewed him a new dress for Chong Xi to wear, with a light like a bean.

"Mother, you're tired too, take a break."

Ling Xiao's weakness was not only reflected in his body, but also in his voice.

His words were weak, like a gust of wind blowing away.

Sensing his weakness, his dark pupils suddenly dimmed.

If he goes on like this, let alone revenge, it's a question of whether he can stand up or not.

"Mother is not tired." Mrs. Ling smiled softly, glanced up at him, lowered her head and continued to sew her clothes.

She was wearing old clothes that were seven or eight percent new, and her black and white hair was tied in a simple bun at the back of her head.

There were no extra ornaments, only a green jade hairpin was worn.

The hairpin head is magnolia flower, and the whole hairpin is clear and moist, which is very valuable at a glance.

"Mother, I'm glad I can do this for you. My son is finally going to have a home. Ling's mother smiled very happily.

Ling Xiao, who was lying down, pursed his thin lips slightly, and collapsed into a straight line, but he didn't speak again.

They are mother and son, but Ling Xiao's appearance is not very similar to her.

There are about two or three points of imagination, and there are seven or eight points that should follow his biological father.

A pair of sword eyebrows flew straight into his sideburns, adding a touch of sharpness to his face out of thin air.

Under the sword eyebrows is a pair of peach blossom eyes, and there is no Gu Pan Shenfei, only dark as ink.

A straight nose bridge and thin, beautifully shaped lips.

His facial features are handsome and beautiful, but under this serious illness, he gradually became obsolete and dimmed.

The mother and son are not natives of this place, but moved here three years ago.

Ling's mother still had some silver by her side at that time, so she had the money to buy this second-entry mansion that lived in peace.

The maids, servants, and servants in the house were also sold from Ya Po three years ago.

This town includes a radius of dozens of miles, and no one knows the origin of their mother and son.

After their mother and son lived in the town, they have always lived in seclusion.

Ling Xiao's illness had an attack when he moved in.

In order to treat him, under the search for medical advice, Ling's mother spent a lot of money.

In the past three years, he has taken an unknown number of decoctions, but instead of alleviating his pain, he has become more and more frequent.

Just half a year ago, he was still able to move around the ground.

Not only can I not get up now, but I also have to be served three meals a day.

The money brought by Ling's mother spent money like water in three years, but it cost more than half.

For the remaining half, Ling Mu had to make some other plans for Ling Xiao.

Maybe it was because she was in a hurry to go to the doctor, but in helplessness and with a glimmer of hope, she thought of rejoicing for Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao originally didn't agree, but he couldn't stop Ling Mu from crying again and again in front of him.

Chong Xi couldn't just find someone to count, and Ling's mother spent silver to invite him back the birthday of Chong Xi's person.

released the wind again, and after looking for several days, he found the Ye family.

After inquiring about this Chongxi candidate, the Ye family didn't know that Ling's mother had also secretly gone to the Ye family to take a look.

What kind of life did Ye Chengcheng live? What kind of attitude does the Ye family have towards her?

Ling's mother was clear, and she also came back to tell Ling Xiao clearly.

"Then the Ye family is a fire pit, although what we do is not authentic......"