"Tell me, what's the matter?"
Feng Lu sipped his tea leisurely, looking very leisurely.
And he looked like he didn't want to get any useful information from Te at all.
"It's about Dudu. I'm saying, as long as you can let me go and give me a way to live." Now Zhuang Hongying didn't dare to ask for money anymore.
After all the things she has done for Dudu over the years, I'm afraid these men in the Feng family won't even give her a penny.
"Dudu is not my biological daughter."
Feng Lu, who was sipping tea, put down his teacup.
The expression on his face became a little cold.
"What did you say?"
He slowly approached Zhuang Hongying, trying to find any trace of lies in her eyes.
But that wasn't the case. Perhaps Zhuang Hongying was a natural acting talent.
He was cheated.
Feng Lu thought about it and decided that this was a possibility. He stretched out his foot and stepped on Zhuang Hongying's ankle.
ah--
This devil! In the small house, a woman's shrill scream was heard, which seemed particularly distorted.
Like maggots crawling on the ground.
It was just because Feng Lu’s strength was too great.
Li Miao made Zhuang Hongying feel a little overwhelmed.
She was in so much pain that tears came out.
"Master. She is really not my daughter. I picked her up. She was thrown away by someone."
"The child I gave birth to died because I wanted to keep your father's heart and get more money from him. I saw Dudu in the snow. Her face was purple. If it weren't for me, she would have died long ago. Her neck was also red, as if someone had pinched her."
"Maybe someone wanted to strangle her to death but couldn't. And because they were too cold, they just left her in the snow."
Zhuang Hongying finished speaking in one breath, and felt that the air around her was condensing and it was cold, as cold as death.
She didn't dare to breathe under such pressure.
Feng Lu's eyes gradually became dark and blurred. He pulled Zhuang Hongying's hair very roughly, with veins bulging on his forehead, and a hint of weirdness appeared on his jade-like face.
"Are you sure Dudu is not your child?"
Zhuang Hongying's pupils gradually blurred. "I'm sure, absolutely sure! She is not my daughter at all."
"Say it again, is that right?"
"She's either Te or a little bastard who's been abandoned. It would be better if she were a boy."
Li Miaorong said something.
Just say what you really think.
Half an hour passed.
Feng Lu's forehead was soaked with sweat, and his clenched fists never loosened. Dudu was not their father's illegitimate daughter.
At this moment, Feng Lu's heart was filled with endless heartache and anger.
Who is it?
Who on earth would attack such a young child?
When she was born, as a baby, there were marks of strangulation on her neck.
Then the blood clot on her head might have been caused by the person who pinched her. Of course, these were just Feng Lu's guesses.
After putting Zhuang Hongying into the laboratory.
He locked himself in the room and couldn't calm down for a long time.
He did not tell his brothers about the turmoil in his heart.
Instead, he digested it slowly. After he finished digesting it, he opened the door and saw a small figure holding a bowl of pork trotter rice.
"Sixth brother, you've been in the house for a whole day and night. Can you handle it?"
Although she knew that her sixth brother would no longer use his power, he still wanted to change the heroine's fate and pray for her child.
But Dudu still couldn't stop worrying.
Looking at her sixth brother's face, it was very pale, without any blood color.
Dudu picked up the small bowl and handed it to him. She was very short and couldn't reach Feng Lu even if she stood on tiptoe.
Fenglu is very high and is quite a distance away.
"Sixth brother, please eat quickly."
"If you don't eat, you'll be hungry."
Feng Lu still hadn't digested the news.
Dudu has nothing to do with their family.
It didn't matter. He felt ashamed that he had the same blood as Feng Cheng in his body.
He felt dirty and finally figured it out.
Only then did Feng Lu smile.
He started to wolf down the pork trotters and rice that Dudu had handed to him.
At this time, Fu Zixia also came. She looked at her sixth son in confusion.
In fact, he is the most boring among the seven brothers. He never speaks out anything. Don't look at the eldest brother as boring, in fact, the eldest brother is just stupid. Because every time he speaks out, he will get into trouble.
So he developed the habit of keeping his mouth shut, but inside he was like a wild civet jumping up and down.
No one knows a child better than his mother. As a mother, Fu Zixia is quite familiar with the personalities of her children.
I saw that Lao Liu was still depressed.
Fu Zixia knew that something must have happened, so she naturally picked up Dudu and held her in her arms, just like holding a baby.
Dudu found that he had never been to the fields before. He did not have the anxieties of going to the fields.
No one really understands.
The strange doctor dug out a ginseng of very good quality from somewhere and showed it off in front of Dudu happily.
"I'll add some ginseng to the old hen soup for you."
Dudu's expression suddenly stiffened.
"Wait, Master, where did you get this ginseng?"
"I don't know who this family is, but they are very rich."
Dudu was confused. "It's not good to steal other people's ginseng."
The strange doctor thought for a moment and said, "Next time I'll ask him to gather all the ginseng in his home as a gift to me."
If he brings up his reputation as a quaint doctor, shouldn't they take advantage of him themselves?
But the strange doctor looked down on their techniques. How to put it, their techniques of plucking sheep ginseng were not as good as his own techniques of plucking ginseng.
The strange doctor described to her how rich this family was, and even the hens in their house ate delicacies.
His old hen must be delicious too. The strange doctor took out a living old hen from his pocket.
The old hen kept struggling.
In the end, he pooped on the strange doctor's hand, which made the strange doctor feel disgusted to death.
Although he doesn't look like he is a germaphobe, he is a germaphobe.
I'll stew that damn old hen and make soup for Dudu today.
Feng Lu looked at the strange doctor who looked like a funny guy.
Shake your head.
There were some words stuck in his heart.
He has sent his subordinates to secretly investigate who threw Dudu into the snow.
Whose child is Dudu?
He couldn't get anything out of the ninety-nine+ substitute lovers, and since the new suspect had already been transferred, Feng Lu just let them go on his own initiative.
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