In Murong Mansion, a little girl was sticking out her head and looking around vigilantly. When he saw that the hallway was empty, he quietly closed the door and ran to the back garden.

The vast courtyard looks depressed because of the arrival of winter.

The girl kicked the pebbles under her feet as she tried to remember where she had seen the little purple flower yesterday.

I saw it yesterday, but why can't I find it today......? It's all to blame on my mother......

In the distance, the mother's cries and the father's angry shouts could be heard intermittently.

"Okay, stop crying. Looking at his wife's weak appearance of pear blossom and apricot rain, Murong Kuang comforted softly.

"Old ...... Master ......" Wang Yan glanced at the letter on the stone table, and choked up: "Yang Lin's family is really the work of Senior Brother Ren?

Murong Kuang took a step forward and hugged his body, which was trembling with sadness. His eyes darkened. "It's just that Yang Lin is a child. Hey......"

Wang Yan grabbed Murong Kuang's hand and asked eagerly, "Master, is there any news of Yang Lin now?"

"All right, ma'am. Don't be too sad, I'll find out. ”

"But, Yang Lin, this kid ......"

"Don't worry. Seeing his wife so sad, Murong Kuang comforted: "Jiren has his own natural appearance. He'll be fine. ”

The gentle words under the faint sadness seem to comfort others and themselves.

God willing, I hope the kid is okay.

"Mother, what's wrong with Brother Yang?"

As soon as the words fell, a small light yellow figure got into Wang Yan's arms. Murong Zhen raised his head, saw the two deep tears on his mother's face, pursed his lips, and stretched out his little hand to wipe the tears on his mother's cheeks.

"Mother, don't cry. Sue sù Zhen'er, who bullied you, Zhen'er will help you teach him a lesson. ”

After speaking, he waved two small fists in front of his mother.

Looking at her daughter's anxious look, Wang Yan immediately cried and laughed, "Really good, no one bullies my mother, my mother misses you Brother Yang." ”

Seeing his mother crying and laughing for a while, Murong Zhen said very seriously: "Mother, you are so ugly like this." ”

"Huh. Wang Yan laughed dryly, raised her hand and touched her daughter's little head lovingly.

Seeing this, Murong Kuang chuckled and shook his head and walked away.

Seeing his father walking away, Murong Zhen said coquettishly: "Mother, I want to eat rock sugar gourd." ”

"Good. Mother asked Uncle Qin to buy it for you. Wang Yan pinched her daughter's cheek dotingly.

Looking at the well-behaved daughter in his arms, the face that was only ten years old and always had a sweet smile on his face appeared in front of him.

Buddha bless, you must let that child be safe.

"Mother, why don't you go with me. ”

Wang Yan said a little tiredly: "Mother is tired, let your Uncle Qin accompany you later, okay?"

Murong Zhen saw his mother like this, his mouth curled, + and then he nodded reluctantly and withdrew from his mother's embrace.

In the crowded street market, in the dense crowd, a small light yellow figure is relying on its petite body to turn left and right into the gap.

On the lively street, people's laughter comes and goes.

"Tsk. Did you hear that the richest man in Pingzhou was all killed!"

"Ah!" someone next to him immediately asked, "Are you talking about that Pingzhou Yang Dashan person?"

"yes, yes. Who else but him. Now it's all over the street. ”

"Isn't it? Such a good person, who is so ruthless?"

"That's right, if it weren't for Yang Shanren's relief from the drought the year before last, our family would have been finished. ”

The old man listened to the sound of the lecture coming from the crowd, and he couldn't help but stop, and his hands couldn't help but clench into fists. When he came back to his senses, there was a small light yellow figure in front of him. After looking around, he hurried after him.

The old man struggled to stir the crowd and shouted eagerly, "Miss, slow down, don't run so fast." ”

The girl stopped, turned around, tilted her head and smiled sweetly at the old man.

"Uncle Qin, if you don't hurry up and wait until it's dark, I won't be able to eat sugar gourds. ”

The old man walked a few steps quickly to keep up, touched the girl's hair with doting, and said softly: "Miss, don't worry." ”

"But I want to eat it now. The girl pouted.

Looking at the girl's cute appearance, the old man said in a soft voice: "Okay! Miss wants to eat, let's go buy it." ”

After a while, the girl was already holding two large strings of rock sugar gourds in her hands. Seeing the cute appearance of the girl jumping and jumping happily, the old man followed behind with a smile.

At this moment, a young boy sitting in front of the stone steps caught the girl's attention. The girl walked up to the boy curiously, and looked around a few times with big eyes in a smart and innocent manner, and when she saw that the boy was still ignoring herself as before, she suddenly pouted in disgust.

After a moment, the girl smiled with relief.

The little brother must be angry when he ignores her, and he seems to ignore others when he is angry. Or, try it with your mother's own method. Thinking of this, the girl happily pushed the boy's arm with her elbow.

"Oh, little brother, this is for you. As he spoke, he stretched out the rock sugar gourd in front of the boy.

Only then did the boy turn his head, and on his pink and tender face, a pair of eyes glanced at the girl coldly, and then turned his gaze to the front again.

Seeing that the boy turned his face and didn't mean to take it, the girl was stubborn, and forced the rock sugar gourd into the boy's hand, looked at the rock sugar gourd in the boy's hand, smiled with satisfaction, and ran to the old man's side and walked away.

Looking at the red rock sugar gourd in his hand, the boy laughed at the corners of his mouth.

"Young Master. It's getting late, and the lord should be in a hurry. The family behind him reminded loudly.

Glancing at the light yellow figure that was fading away, the boy immediately got up, turned around and left.

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