Maomao's face was also stretched. Everyone was so sad, and he was also infected by the sadness. Although he had been away from his mother for a long time, he still knew some things that happened around her.
Slowly said: "Auntie Xiaoya, I don't want to see the person I like blaming herself so much. Auntie Xiaoya likes everyone. If everyone is in great pain because of this, Auntie Xiaoya in heaven will also make everyone heartache.
Heartache."
Hong Xuemei looked at Maomao, whose face was almost the same as Lieer's, and she cried even harder.
"Grandma... don't cry. I will take good care of you on behalf of Auntie Xiaoya." Maomao said.
Hong Xuemei was stunned. She couldn't believe that these were words that a seven-year-old child could say. She had obviously done such excessive things and was cruel to this child again and again. But she was saved by a child.
"You, don't call me. I don't have any qualifications." Hong Xuemei stood up, looking very haggard. In fact, at the moment Xuanyuan Xiaoya died, Hong Xuemei was close to collapse. She left with her son
They are not close to each other in the first place. They say that my daughter is a caring person. Even if she is strict with her daughter sometimes, it is because she loves her too much. Maybe it is because her way of loving is wrong.
When I lose, I think everything is fine. As long as my daughter is alive, even if she makes trouble unreasonably, doesn't learn the rules, and gives up being a lady. People, as long as you are alive, it is better than anything else!
When Hong Xuemei turned around and was about to walk upstairs, Maomao reached out and took her hand.
She stopped, slowly turned her head, and looked at Maomao doubtfully.
There are still stains on his face, his hair is still messy, there are red spots on his neck where he was stabbed by a knife, and his collar is stained with blood, but his smile is still bright, and his eyes are as clear as ever: "It's nothing."
You are not qualified. Because you are my grandma. Mommy said that family is family."
Hong Xuemei's eyes trembled as she looked at the child's bright smile. Oh my god... such a child had such a clear smile, she actually wanted to kill it with her own hands.
Oh my god... why is this happening?
Even if this child is not his grandson, such an angelic child should not be punished. Why have you never realized this problem?
At this moment, the tense air in the room became relaxed.
"I, am I okay?" Hong Xuemei said hesitantly.
"You are. Right, Mommy!" Mu Maomao smiled and looked back at Mommy. Although he did not get Mommy's consent, she knew that Mommy would definitely agree. Because of her family's stories,
Mommy told her that as a family, as long as we are together, it is enough. There is no need for any barriers.
Xiaoxiao just gave her son a smile. No matter what her son decided, she would support her. Then she looked at Hong Xuemei: "Mrs. Hong, please believe in the child in front of you. He does have an extremely close relationship with you, even if you
If you want to do a paternity test, I think the cat will cooperate with you."
"Yes, yes. The facts won't change anyway." Mu Maomao smiled handsomely.
Hong Xuemei was stunned.
She glanced at her son, then at Xiaoxiao, and then at Mu Maomao: "No, I have been competitive all my life. His smile is so clean. I have no reason to have any more doubts." Hong Xuemei squatted down.
She reached out and stroked Mu Maomao's face: "You don't have to forgive me. Don't forgive me for everything I've done."
Maomao scratched his hair: "Grandma, when you say this, you are still trying to be competitive. Right, Mommy."
Xiaoxiao just smiled.
Hong Xuemei burst into laughter, and it was also a pure smile. All the servants in the room were also surprised. They had never seen such a lady. Without the noble aura, in front of a child, she was just a kind grandmother.
.
In the end, Maomao chose to stay with Hongxuemei for a few days. Even he missed his mother, whom he had not seen for a long time, and his father who had just met. However, she had said that she wanted to replace Auntie Ya. If possible, he
I want to bring Auntie Xiaoya’s happiness to grandma.
Xuanyuan Lie and Mu Xiaoxiao left the house.
On the plane, Xiaoxiao remained silent. After saying those words, although she felt relieved, she didn't know how to face Xuanyuan Lie.
"Don't you ask anything?" Xiaoxiao said.
"Do you need to ask anything else?" Xuanyuan Lie looked at her with cold eyes.
Xiaoxiao frowned: "Aren't you afraid that I am lying to you? About Maomao's identity."
Xuanyuan Lie held his chin, slightly tilted his head, and looked at her. He didn't answer.
Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and immediately turned her head to look aside. Was the question she asked too embarrassing? Xuanyuan Lie still hated her so much and hated her. Maybe now he just acknowledged Maomao and didn't want to
Accept it?
There was a dead silence in the cabin. Xiaoxiao thought about too many things along the way, but in the end she couldn't come up with a solution...
The two of them returned to Xuanyuan Lie's house. As soon as they reached the door, they saw a man kneeling outside the iron gate.
Huh? Who is it? Kneeling at the door of Xuanyuan Lie's house.
At this time, the maid also came forward anxiously. When she saw the two of them, she said: "Master, that woman has been kneeling at the door and refused to leave, no matter what we said."
Xiaoxiao looked at the kneeling person in confusion, wearing a white robe.
When I was thinking about it, the person kneeling on the ground turned around. She had short hair and was very capable and chic. Isn't that Dr. Qiuchi?
"Madam!" When Qiu Chi saw Xiaoxiao, he immediately crawled over on his knees.
"Qiuchi, why are you here? Get up quickly." Xiaoxiao immediately went to help her up.
In an instant, Qiu Chi's face was covered with tears. She knelt on the ground softly, holding Mu Xiaoxiao's legs: "Madam, it was me who did not take good care of me. I asked the young master to run away from home and leave him alone outside.
. I heard your little aunt say, the young master is here, and I am here to apologize. Please punish me for my poor performance! I am sorry for you, I am sorry for the young master." Qiuchi said, pulling out a whip from behind and placing it on the ground,
Then he immediately took out a bag of candles and placed it in front of Xiaoxiao. He continued to reach out and took out a knife, a chain, a hammer...all kinds of punishment props were laid out one by one.
Everyone around looked stunned.
Xiaoxiao quickly squatted down, piled up those things, and quickly stuffed them back into Qiuchi's arms: "Qiuchi, stand up first, Maomao is fine. And he ran out on his own. This is all his fault, and yours.
It doesn’t matter.”
"Madam, don't you punish me? No matter it's a whip or a candle, please punish me severely." Qiu Chi's eyes were shining with stars.
The maids around started talking quietly.
"It turns out that Miss Mu likes these..."
"Yeah, you can't tell. People can't be judged by their appearance."
"Shh..."
Even Xuanyuan Lie looked at Xiaoxiao with disdain.