"Mom, what did you say? Why did you say such a thing?"
At that time, she wanted to be the young lady's dowry maid, but her mother was still strongly opposed and did not want her to follow the young lady to Beiming Mansion. Now, how to ask her to leave, as far as possible?
"Xin'er...my good daughter...let me take a good look at you..." The old woman cried suddenly, and her old hands touched Xin'er's face and stroked it gently. Her eyes were so miserable.
, reluctant to leave, as if he was about to leave this world and leave her...
"Mom, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me, don't scare me..." Xin'er felt more and more something was wrong, and couldn't tell what was wrong, so she could only worry.
At this time, Fenghua and Qing'er, who were standing behind Xin'er, both felt something was wrong.
The two of them looked at each other, their solemn gazes seeming to reveal something, but they did not say anything.
"Mom, don't squat here. Get up first and then talk. Get up..." Xin'er pulled hard, and the old woman's body fell down weakly...
"Mom..." Xin'er yelled. What shocked her even more was that her mother's back was covered with traces of whipping. The blood marks one after another were shocking. The flesh and blood began to rot, and even bones could be seen...
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The smell of blood and rancidity instantly filled the entire woodshed...
"Mother, mother..."
Xin'er cried and shouted, supporting the old woman and holding her in her arms: "Mother, how are you? Wake up quickly, wake up quickly, mother..."
Fenghua and Qing'er stepped forward and helped the old woman aside, leaning against the wall.
Qing'er visually inspected the severity of the wound and frowned: "The injury is too serious. There are traces of flesh and blood. It has been there for at least a month!"
"Go ask the doctor!" Fenghua said, Qing'er shook his head: "It's useless."
The flesh and blood have rotted like this, and the external injuries have turned into internal injuries! Even if the doctor comes, they can't save him, unless the ghost is still alive!
"No, no, there must be someone who can be saved. There must be a way. Save you, save my mother... Miss, Qing'er, save you..." Xin'er cried and shouted, her only relative in the world
Ah, are we going to watch her die like this?
No, she doesn't want her to die, she doesn't want...
"Xin'er..." came the weak voice of the old woman. She weakly opened her eyelids and looked at Xin'er's face. Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes: "Mom can't be with you anymore. You have to live a good life in the future.
Go down, you know..."
"No, don't...Mom, you have to stay with me, you have to stay with me...I can't live without you..." Xin'er cried so hard that she couldn't breathe. She always thought that everything was centered around the young lady, but she actually forgot
, she also has the most important relative.
When she thinks of her, she is leaving...
She doesn't want her to die, she doesn't want...
"Mom, don't give up on Xin'er... Xin'er can't live without you... Please live on, live on..."
"Fool, people... will eventually die... You will have to learn to be independent and self-reliant one day... You will have to walk the road in the future on your own... Mother is in heaven and will bless you..."
As the old woman spoke, her old and feeble eyes moved to Fenghua's body, and her trembling hands slowly grasped the corner of Fenghua's clothes: "Little... miss... please watch... my heart... for me... let me...
She stays with you...she is stupid...but, she is a kind child...no matter what she does wrong...don't blame her...don't blame her..."