Dr. Xu left in a hurry, almost at the corner of the medical hall.

"Uncle Xu." Zhao Huaiyan walked out and shouted politely.

"It's Yan'er." Dr. Xu's eyes are full of remembrance of the deceased and care for the younger generations.

"This time, thank you Uncle Xu."

"It's better to mention this matter again, seeing that the Qi family is not happy, I can also be regarded as having an explanation for your mother. It's just Yan'er, this Zhao Ge is not pregnant, but ......"

"Uncle Xu doesn't have to worry." Zhao Huaiyan interrupted Dr. Xu's inquiry and left directly.

In the firewood room, Zhao Ge looked at the person who appeared in front of him and asked softly, "Why you?" ”

Zhao Ge thought that the Li family might be the second brother, but he didn't expect that the person who came turned out to be Zhao Huaiyan.

Zhao Huaiyan's eyes were cold: "Why don't you say it?" ”

Zhao Ge glanced at Zhao Huaiyan: "You don't understand, if you say it, he will die." I love him so much, how can I bear him being pointed at by a thousand people? ”

"You think he's going to thank you? Do you know where he is now, what kind of torture instrument do you say is worthy of the sin of a brother and sister blind date? I heard that the blacksmiths on East Street are very good. ”

Zhao Huaiyan's words were like a needle, piercing the self-esteem of the woman in front of her.

"No—don't say it, please, don't say it......" Shame made Zhao Ge cry, her eyes began to cloud, and she muttered to herself.

"Is it okay not to say it? Do you think your father doesn't know about your dirty and dirty things? ”

Throwing down this sentence, Zhao Huaiyan turned around and left, Qi Xiangyun, your family, you all deserve to die, I will make you pay for it with blood.

A flash of lightning swept through the window, and after a while there was a loud thunder, and the raindrops the size of beans crackled and smashed on the eaves, causing people to be upset.

"What is the lady looking at?" Zhao Huaiyan gently hugged Chen Xi from behind.

"Spring rain is as precious as oil."

"If a lady can care about the farmer's harvest, then she can also care about me."

Zhao Huaiyan teased Chen Xi.

"Do you know what Daddy just called me to say?" Chen Xi came to a sentence without a beginning or an end.

Zhao Huaiyan chuckled in his heart, he gently rubbed Chen Xi's ear with his head, and did not speak.

Chen Xi turned his head sideways and looked at the man in front of him, entangled in his heart.

"Are you playing dumb?"

Looking at the man who was silent in front of him, Chen Xi lowered his head: "Your father said that he hopes you and I will have a good time, and he feels guilty." ”

The messy information in his mind was staggered and disorderly, and Chen Xi seemed to have grasped something.

"Okay, lady, then we'll have a good time."

Zhao Huaiyan leaned on Chen Xi, and his big hand gently wrapped Chen Xi's small hand.

The rain fell all night, tick-tock, tick-tock, and a subordinate went to the firewood room with breakfast to bring food to the third lady.

He avoided the muddy puddles on the ground, but he still couldn't avoid the mud stains splashed by every foot, until the door of the firewood room, a puddle of dark red blood spread in the puddle, and the raindrops rippled sporadically on it, tick.

Miss Zhao Jiasan, committed suicide, she picked a sharp dead branch in the cold and damp firewood room, and pierced her throat.

Before she died, she gagged her mouth with a handkerchief, ten fingers were bloody, many nails had been skimmed, and she actually scratched the ground to death.

Mrs. Qi seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden, the white hair on her sideburns suddenly appeared, and her body bones couldn't withstand the blow of the bereaved daughter, and she fell ill on the bed all of a sudden.

Zhao Yuan asked Zhao Huaimo to deal with the aftermath, the person died, the infamy was still there, and the people in the city pointed and pointed at Zhao Huaimo, who was out of the funeral, his face was blue and black, and he hastily buried this woman.