Cuihua straightened the quilt for her son, and couldn't help but look at this immature sleeping face.

The little fluff that bowed down to his ears, and the slightly upturned lips, was his, yes.

At the moment, his slightly closed eyelids were shining, and his eyeballs were sliding as frequently as fetal movements.

Cuihua decided to sit for a while, so as not to wake him up, as for the makeup, if you don't have time, you won't paint it, you can deceive for a while, you can't deceive for a lifetime, and you have to see the truth after all.

Just as he was thinking of this, there was a knock on the door outside. For a moment, she was in a trance, and her voice was like a wooden fish of a monk in a distant Buddhist country.

She slowly stood up and walked out of the room.

The hands reaching for the latch froze as if they had been pointed. On that summer night three years ago, she also opened the door herself, ushering in the news of his death. Now she knows that this opening of the door is a great change of fate, and she has been used to the days of relying on Xiaobao for her life, if it weren't for the two dogs in the village who bullied her fatherless child all day long, she really wanted to be like this for the rest of her life.

"Emerald Flower...... Open the door! The woman outside the door seemed to be unable to wait, and urged in a low voice.

Cuihua took a deep breath and calmly opened the door, the sound of the door grinding like a witch's dying cry.

The fat face of the women's director, Sister Hong, was exposed, and when she saw Cuihua, she smiled flatteringly: "Look, it's here." ”

After saying that, she turned to one side, and the thick black shadow in the dark night appeared.

The lights in the room hit a shy face, accompanied by a few laughs, Cuihua's eyes widened in horror!

"Cuihua'er, I thought you would ignore me anymore......" After speaking, he touched his head and laughed again.

"How...... How are you? Cuihua stayed on Sister Hong's flattering face for half a second, and then closed the door.

"Oooh!!" With a scream, Cuihua saw that a finger had reached into the door, and then let go of the door again.

"Cuihua, give the old sister a face, listen to me and then leave......"

Cuihua's eyes were glazed, and she stood motionless in the doorway, her hand loosened. Sister Hong gave Tie Zhu a look, and the two walked into the house stupidly.

"Cuihua, the damage done to you back then is in the past! It's important for you two to have a good life right now! Give the Iron Pillar a chance to atone for your sins! If you agree, Tiezhu's father will promise that your work is not a problem, the house is not a problem, and he will buy you a Santana! In the future, he will treat your children like his own grandchildren! It's an atonement for your two sins! ”

Coming up again, Cuihua only felt like a drowning person, her ears buzzing, just hoping that someone would pull her out of the water.

At this time, the door rang, and every heavy knock hit Cuihua's heart.

Sister Hong and Tie Zhu looked at each other and looked at Cuihua together.

The voice snickered with joy and came into Cuihua's mind. She retracted her expression and muttered, "It's so late, who is it?" Then he went to open the door carelessly.

She knew it was him, he was coming!

The door opened, but the people outside the door did not move.

"Mom, how long are you going to hide it from me?" It was the face of an angry man.

Sister Hong's face was gloomy, and as she walked out of the house, she roared, "Why are you here?" Get out of here! ”

"I don't! Today we're going to make it clear! The man strode in and closed the door with his backhand, as if no one could get out!

The three of them sat down, and the atmosphere was very awkward. Cuihua excused herself to pour tea, she thought, this moment was going to come after all.

At this moment, there was another knock on the door outside. The voice was soft, hesitated for a few seconds, and then sounded again.

Cuihua stopped pouring the tea and looked at everyone suspiciously. They all looked at the door, listening, guessing.

The door didn't sound again, but Xiaobao rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked out of the room, he raised his little face and asked, "Mom, I just heard Dad's voice.?" ”

"No, it's not ......"

"Is he a daddy?"

Xiaobao pointed to the iron pillar, and the child's words made him nod like pounding garlic.

Cuihua shook her head.

Xiaobao pointed to another one, Cuihua was stunned for a moment, and Sister Hong said, "Xiaobao, you recognized the wrong person." ”

"And when will I see my father?"

"Soon, soon, mom promised."