It is taboo for the elders to have a young son who is sick, and Zhang resisted: "The child is small, and he is ......"

She had just begun her sentence when she was interrupted.

"Sir is really good, right, that's right." Xiong Zhouhong admired: "The child is not only sick but also short, and loves to cry, does Mr. have a solution?" ”

Zhang Shulan faintly sensed that something was wrong.

Is he pretending to be an old man with this concern?

When did he care about his son?

The fortune teller stroked his long beard and said slowly: "Madame's sharp eyes and thin lips and narrow heavenly court are the appearance of Kezi." ”

Zhang Shulan stood up suddenly, "Nonsense! ”

She faced the old man and said, "Ye'er is already one year old, why did the mother and son say, father must not listen to the warlock!" ”

"Madame is indeed the face of Kezi, and Madame's palmistry has no heirs. It is a mother who loves her son, and Mrs. does not think about the way to save her young son, but she does not believe what she says, which can be described as strange. ”

The fortune teller said arrogantly: "In that case, I will take my leave." ”

"Sir, wait a minute."

Xiong Zhouhong respectfully called him, and turned to Zhang Shulan: "What's the matter with you!" Is it still a mother, I don't think about my son, and I apologize to my husband! ”

Old Man Xiong twisted out the Sichuan character on his forehead, put his hand on the armchair, and stared at his son without saying a word.

Zhang Shulan pursed her lips, tears swirling in her eyes, so stubborn that she refused to fall.

She looked at the room full of people, eyes looking at her like monkeys.

In order to make her reputation as a Kezi, her husband called almost the whole family here.

Then the next step is to take the heir.

"Sir, is there a way to save Kezi?" Xiong Zhouhong asked pretentiously.

"Enough!"

Zhang Shulan burst out and looked at him hatefully, "Isn't it just to grab a son for your Qin Aunt, just say it!" If you insist on saying that I am a gram, I will show you! I'd rather die with my son than let Qin Cheng raise him! ”

She was so angry that she shouted these words in front of everyone, regardless of her dignified demeanor.

Xiong Zhouhong saw her running out, and said loudly: "Did you hear it!" Madame is crazy! Catch her and lock her up! Don't let her hurt the little master! ”

Zhang Shulan looked at the people who were chasing her, her face turned pale, "No, no, Ye'er ......"

She stepped on her skirt and threw herself forward to the ground, and the men quickly restrained her.

"Xiong Zhouhong, Ye'er is your own son! If you give him to Qin Hui, you will kill Ye'er! Xiong Zhouhong! ”

Overwhelming horror gripped her.

The heart-rending plea was useless, Xiong Zhouhong just stood there, looking at her without emotion, as if she was just a livestock waiting to be slaughtered.

Zhang Shulan was dragged out of the yard, and a pair of Shu brocade hibiscus shoes appeared in front of her in vain.

She followed the shoes up and saw Qin Cheng with a cold face.

Zhang Shulan wanted to scold, but Hou Sheng held back, and her forehead hit the ground again and again.

"I'll leave the Xiong's house, I'll take Ye'er with me, I promise never to appear in front of you again! Qin Hui, I beg you! ”

Qin Cheng squatted down, pinched her chin, approached and asked in a low voice, "You want to push my daughter into the river?" ”

Zhang Shulan's eyes shrank sharply, and she hurriedly denied, "There is nothing!" ”

Qin Cheng chuckled lowly, increased the strength of her hand, and her fingertips made marks on her face.

"I have something to tell you, your father went to other provinces to discuss business, and he has not returned yet."

“……”

"He'll never come back."

Zhang Shulan was stunned.

Qin Ji leaned into her ear and said in a voice that only she could hear: "Have you been guessing if those men in Haiyan River Qingli have succeeded?" ”

“……”

"I'll tell you now, I've got it."

“……”

"You ruined me, what did you get again?"

The horror in Zhang Shulan's eyes became more and more serious.

She finally understood why Qin Cheng didn't let Xiong Zhouhong abandon her, because it wasn't enjoyable, and Qin Cheng wanted her to experience the pain of separation from mother and son.

"Then guess what I'm going to do with your son?"

Qin Cheng was close at hand, admiring the boundless panic on her distorted face.

"If a man has made too many sins, let his children and grandchildren pay for you. Good no good? ”

As a mother, the most feared thing is to see your child fall into the hands of someone who hates her.

I don't know what kind of abuse and retaliation the child will suffer, and she can only watch.

She will suffer in helplessness, she will go crazy in pain.

Qin Cheng let go of her with a smile and ordered: "Take care of Madame, if she runs out and hurts the little boy, you will also be responsible." ”

"Yes!"

Zhang Shulan didn't even have the strength to cry.

She clearly understood in her heart at this moment that begging for mercy was useless, and begging for mercy could not be useful.

This woman hated her so much.

"It's my fault for all my mistakes, Ye'er is innocent, he's so young, he doesn't understand anything, you let him go, you let him go......"

Her humble pleas sounded disgusting, and Qin Ji brutally kicked her away.

"Innocent?"

“……”

"What about me, who's going to let me go?!"

-

After Zhang Shulan was locked in the house, she bit her finger and wrote a blood letter.

Word by word, begging Qin Cheng for forgiveness and begging her to let Xiong Ye go.

Then he hit his head and died on the pillar.

By the time she found out, she was already cold.

-

Facing the crying child in front of him, Qin Cheng squatted down on her knees with her stomach in her hand and sighed deeply.

"Listen, Xiong Ye, I have a bad temper, I may be very strict with you, and I will pick up people's ears."

Ye'er looked at her dark eyes and gradually quieted down.

"But you're also lucky, we won't be together for long, four months at most."

Qin Ji touched her stomach, her eyes full of tenderness.

"Please take care of your dad with your sister, that guy will leave it to you."

“……”

"Your sister is very ignorant, so you must be well-behaved and don't let Daddy worry too much."

Qin Cheng stood up, pointed to the baby in her belly, and said, "There is a little ancestor here, I don't know if it's a younger brother or a younger sister, don't bully him, otherwise Xiong will think about it and fight with you." ”

Ye'er stopped sobbing, put a finger in her mouth, and looked at her with wide eyes.

"I guess you're going to get along with this baby, you're about the same age. Xiong is quite lonely when she thinks about it, and there is no one to accompany her. ”

Qin Ji pinched his white and tender little face, "It looks like you're pretty good, you look more like your father than you think." ”

“……”

"I still can't bear to tell your father, what your mother did, this is my greatest kindness to you."

“……”

"After all, you are not Zhang Shulan's life, you are also his child."

No matter what the adults do, the retribution will be over.

If Xiong Zhouhong knew about Zhang's matter, he would be even more disgusted with this child whom he was already snubbing.

Xiong Ye didn't understand anything, but felt that the voice of the woman in front of him was soft, and smiled at her ignorantly.

Qin Ji also smiled.

"Little guy, you must honor your father in the future, accompany him more, think about getting married sooner or later, only you can accompany your father for the rest of your life."

After Qin Cheng finished speaking, she felt that it might not be, maybe one day Xiong Zhouhong would marry a wife.

Then...... Let's hope he's happy.