1227 Is It Useful?
When she pressed it, the child's reaction became bigger, he struggled desperately, but there was a trace of crystal tears in his eyes, but he hugged his sister's neck tightly, but he didn't cry, but at this time, the child spoke hesitantly: "Sister... Sister... Save...... Save. The child didn't seem to dare to cry, but he couldn't control the crying and grievances in his tone.
Li Sirong was also stunned, this was the first time she heard her brother shouting her sister from her younger brother for so many years.
But shouting at her in such a tone, shouldn't she be happy and happy? How did it become like this? She suddenly felt a little distressed, she wanted to hug the person in her arms hard, but she was afraid of hurting him.
"I'm sorry, my sister is sorry Haohao." Li Sirong thought for a long time, and finally raised her right hand and gently stroked her brother's face, but her eyes couldn't help but shed tears, more hating herself, hating herself for not knowing people clearly! Hate yourself for not seeing people clearly! Hate yourself for being so stupid!
Yao, where is my Li family sorry for you! You actually do this to our Li family! Actually shot at such a young child! Her eyes, with tears streaming down her face, were filled with infinite hatred.
The child was extremely sensible, he watched his sister cry, the tears seemed to be endless, and his expression was also a little anxious.
Then he looked at his sister with some distress, but after all, he could only carefully stretch out his hand, and then carefully wipe the tears on her face.
Seeing such a sensible brother, she was even more distressed.
It was as if something was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say anything at all.
Chu Anle watched from the side, and he couldn't bear it.
She bent down, and then looked at the child with an extremely gentle expression, and her voice was extremely soft: "Hao Hao, did Mother Yao prick you with a needle?" ”
Hao Hao opened his eyes ignorantly, but when he heard the three words of Yao's mother, his small body trembled uncontrollably.
This kid... Chu Anle's eyes flashed with a hint of distress.
A child who is only a few years old, that Yao's mother actually dares to do such a thing, she sighed, and then looked at Li Sirong: "You usually pay very little attention to your younger brother." Otherwise, how could such a thing happen. "To a certain extent, she, as a sister, also has a great responsibility.
At this moment, Li Sirong bit her lip tightly, and her voice was a little hoarse: "Benefactor, my brother has become a fool, is it also what Yao's mother did." ”
"You're not too stupid." Chu Anle glanced at her, and then said softly: "Your brother has a needle in his head!" It's because of that needle that your brother has become an idiot. ”
When Li Sirong heard this, she couldn't tolerate it anymore. She stood up directly: "I'm going to go to her and ask her why she did this!" ”
"Does it work?" Chu Anle went back to the chair and said slowly.
The Li Sirong in front of her is just a little girl. She still has the impulse she should have.
Li Sirong heard Chu Anle's words, and her steps were stunned. But what could she do! My brother has a needle in his head! How is this possible to get out! Is it possible to cut open his head and take out the needle? In that case, does his brother still have his life?
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