Lin Mengya's tone was a little urgent, which actually frightened the maid.
"Don't get me wrong, I just want to take a look. I'm sorry, I'm too impatient. If it's inconvenient, then forget it."
The maid felt a little embarrassed when she saw her apologizing and explaining to her so softly.
"It's nothing, I'll go get it for the lady right away."
The little girl quickly took out her own buoy and put it in a long and narrow box. It seemed that she cherished it very much. ??
"Madam, Miss Gong, this is what my mother left behind to give me as a dowry. Yesterday, my father came to see me and put it on for me."
With tears in her eyes, the little girl seemed a little reluctant to give up.
Apparently he misunderstood Lin Mengya and thought she wanted to pursue the matter.
"Don't worry, I won't break it. Now, take Bu Yao with you and let Miss Yue'er have a look, okay?"
Lin Mengya discussed it with the little girl, and although the latter was a little sad, she still put it on her head obediently.
It was a butterfly-shaped rocker. The style was not novel, but the workmanship was very good.
The girl carefully put on the Butterfly Walk and stood in front of Shangguan Hui.
Shangguan Hui, who was still smiling just now, suddenly curled up into a ball.
Her big eyes were filled with tears, and her breathing began to quicken.
"It's Bu Yao indeed! Little girl, you can put her away now."
After confirming, Lin Mengya took three steps and two steps at a time, comforting Shangguan Hui softly.
The girl was left standing there helpless, as if she had done something wrong.
"Mei'er, don't be afraid. Just put the Bu Yao away and don't let Miss Yue'er see it in the future."
Even the madam knows it, and the little girl is not to blame for this.
I hurriedly whispered a few words of comfort, fearing that the child would be too worried.
"Yes, Wei'er knows."
Although the little girl was still a little uneasy, she finally felt relieved and knew that her step was saved.
But she was also curious as to why Miss Yue'er fell ill as soon as she saw her Bu Yao.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! That's Wei'er, he's not the one who wants to hurt you. Don't look, I'm here, we are all here."
While comforting her gently, she gently massaged several of Shangguan Hui's acupuncture points with her hands.
It can help Sister Hui relax and calm her mind.
Fortunately, with her here this time, Shangguan Hui calmed down quickly.
He just grinned and continued to giggle at her.
"You guys take Miss Yue'er down to rest first, but you have to watch her carefully and don't let her bump into her."
"yes."
Servants, come on Guan Hui took him away, but Lin Mengya fell into deep thought.
"Auntie, I wonder what this Miss Wei'er's steps mean?"
She is far less good at this kind of thing than Mrs. Lian.
The latter thought for a while before answering her.
"There are many different styles of Wei Guo Bu Yao. I remember that Wei'er's mother was a young lady from a good family. Unfortunately, her family fell into decline, so she married Wei'er's father and left early.
Speaking of this style and workmanship, you can easily find it in Weiguo. However, the style of butterfly love flower is usually a token of love given by a man and a woman to express their affection. I know that there are only so many of them.
"
After Lin Mengya expressed her gratitude to Mrs. Lian again, she also left the Lian family and returned to the Gong family.
Judging from Shangguan Hui's reaction, it is obvious that the similar style of Bu Yao was probably often worn by her abuser.
So much so that when she saw Bu Yao, she had a stress reaction.
I felt like I was about to be beaten severely.
This shows that the person who abused Sister Hui is a woman, and the other person's family background should be good, and she attaches great importance to this step.
Although this information has been initially speculated, if you look for it this way, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
But she knew that those people would never give up looking for Sister Hui.
So after they came back, she asked Bai Su to find someone to keep an eye on those people.
I believe who is the real culprit behind the scenes will come to light soon.
I quietly returned to the house, where the little thing was still sleeping soundly.
No matter how stubborn he is when he is awake, after he falls asleep, his little yellow and black face is still somewhat cute.
She quietly took off her shoes and socks and changed out of her outer clothes.
After sitting in front of the stove for a while to get rid of the chill, I crawled into bed.
Sniffing the scent of herbs coming from the little thing, Lin Mengya, who had not been sleeping well these days, felt an inexplicable feeling of sleepiness in her heart.
She lay down next to the little thing and looked at his little face carefully.
Even though this kid looks like a monkey, his facial features are actually very solid.
Especially a pair of long eyelashes, which are as thick as a small fan.
I don’t know what kind of cruel parents are willing to abuse their children like this.
She couldn't help but think of Ning'er again. In fact, how could she be a competent mother?
"Why are you crying?"
As soon as Long Tianyu's voice sounded, Lin Mengya
Just woke up.
Touching her eyes, she didn't know when she shed tears again.
Long Tianyu stood beside the bed, reaching out his hand to wipe her tears.
Unexpectedly, another small claw like a dead branch jumped in front of him.
Those chapped little hands were so gentle, Lin Mengya felt as if her own heart was also being soothed.
"Did we wake you up?"
She lowered her head and asked gently.
The little guy rolled his big black eyes and shook his head gently.
Then, he carefully arched his small body into her arms.
She felt the child's timidity and hidden little hope, stretched out her arms, and gently held the child in her arms.
The little child's body is still very soft, and because he lost the protection of family affection too early, he is particularly greedy for her deep maternal love.
She softly hummed a tuneless nursery rhyme and patted the young child in her arms. Only after the child fell asleep again did she remember that Long Tianyu was still in the house.
"you"
He raised his head and looked for traces of that person.
But I found that at some point, the man had already left.
Enduring the strong sense of loss in her heart, Lin Mengya looked at the child in her arms with mixed emotions.
Murong Xi forced herself to withdraw from the warm room, just because she didn't want to see her disappointment in herself.
Every word of her words still echoed in my ears.
He knew in his heart that everything she said was right.
A large part of Xun'er's bad deeds lies in his own indifference.
After coming back to his senses, others had already arrived at the yard where Xun'er was.
Regardless of whether the child is his adopted son or not, he still needs to be disciplined.
When he entered the door, he heard the child crying at the top of his lungs.
Murong Xi's brows were twisted into a knot.
He thought of the behavior of the child who was bullied by Xun Er this morning.
Even though he was at an absolute disadvantage, and even though his body was already scarred, the child still endured without asking for mercy from the evildoers, nor did he feel sorry for his own misfortune.
He did appreciate the child's conduct.
A grown man should never cry or cry at any time.
"What's going on again?"
The low voice suddenly stopped the crying inside.
Murong Xi walked in, sat on a chair, and looked down at the adopted son in front of her.
The child rubbed his big red and swollen eyes and looked at him twitchingly.
No matter how you look at it, he doesn’t even have one star. A little bit of character.
"If anything happens, you have to tell me clearly and clearly. Don't cry like a girl."
He hated children crying very much. In the past, it was because Xun'er would cry easily, so he threw him here to raise him.
Unexpectedly, it actually encouraged Xun'er's arrogance.
When the child heard what he said, he stood in front of him unconvinced and said angrily.
"Father, that little slave was obviously given to me by someone else! I can do whatever I want with him, how could you let other vixens take him away!"
Murong Xi sneered and looked at the child in front of her.
"It's for you. It's for my adopted son. Without me, you are nothing."
A child who is only six years old may not understand these status differences now.
But there is one thing he understands better than anyone else.
If the person in front of him is no longer his adoptive father, then all these things will be far away from him.
Murong Xi was stunned when she saw Xun'er, and she didn't have a good impression of the child.
Although I know that this child is still young, his greed for wealth has already been revealed.
"Let me ask you, who taught you to call people vixens?"
The servants he selected were all very strict in speech.
I'm afraid these words did not come from their professor.
Xun'er rolled his eyes, obviously someone had told him not to speak out.
It's a pity that Murong Xi is also good at dealing with children.
"Don't say yes, okay. From now on, you can move out of your house and live in a stable."
Thinking of that dirty and smelly place, Xun'er suddenly shivered.
With a sad face, he crawled in front of Murong Xi, pulling on his trousers to prepare for the next round of tear attacks.
At this time, Murong Xi, who had already had enough of his demonic sound piercing her ears, said a word more calmly.
"If you cry, go now."
The tears were forced back.
"Sister Chonghua taught me that apart from her, any woman who is with my adoptive father is a vixen. They will come and steal everything from me and my adoptive father."
Murong Xi raised his eyebrows, with a cold look in his eyes.
"Tell me what else she taught you."
Xun'er, who had never been interrogated like this by her adoptive father, couldn't help but flinch, and her green eyes were filled with deep fear.
"She also said that she would become my adoptive mother in the future. She would love me and make my adoptive father love me even more."