After listening to the little girl.
Everyone looked at Li Miaorong again?
Now that opinions are divided into two camps, they don’t know who to stand with for a while.
Fu Zixia said calmly, "Don't you know that children speak without restraint? This little girl knows so much, so she must have seen something dirty and disgusting. Children's eyes are the least deceptive."
Everyone thought, yes, this woman is too pretentious. She is in her forties and still pretends to be a fool.
I couldn't stop crying.
On the contrary, the other woman holding the little girl had a head full of white hair and looked particularly calm and unworldly. Her temperament was far superior to Li Miaorong's.
But according to Dudu, the husband of this beautiful woman is not a good guy.
It's really disgusting that he doesn't love such a good wife and instead cheats on her outside.
Dudu buried her head in Fu Zixia's shoulder, not daring to look up at her eyes. The beautiful sister smelled fragrant, but her heart was depressed. If the beautiful sister knew that she was an illegitimate daughter who should not have been born.
What would you think of her?
Dudu's eyes felt a little sore and her nose twitched, which made Fu Zixia hug her even tighter.
"What's wrong with Dudu? I'm fine."
Dudu stammered.
But Fu Zixia knew that Dudu must be hiding something from her.
She didn't want such a young girl to live a too tiring life. She wanted her life to be smooth and worry-free, and to live happily, just like her own girlhood, which was so happy and carefree.
Li Miaorong watched as everyone pointed and criticized her, gritting her teeth until her back teeth were almost broken. She felt utterly ashamed.
She could only leave in disgrace, taking her son with her. Jiang Yan wanted to punish those who had said such things about his mother. But Li Miaorong was afraid of something going wrong, afraid that her son would be in jail again. She couldn't bear the thought of him being sent back to prison.
When the time comes, he will have to bring him food, just like Xiao Ma Yun's brother Yujiro.
Today, thanks to Dudu's words, Fu Zixia won back a game. She didn't know what happened before, but when she was young, she always lost to Li Miaorong, and even the onlookers stood on Li Miaorong's side.
They said that the mother and daughter were pitiful, and that the mother was a poor widow. And she, who was loved by her father and brother, could not get along with a widow.
A little narrow-minded.
She was not worthy of being Feng Cheng's wife. At that time, Fu Zijia cared very much about others and their opinions of her, but as time went by, she felt that everything was just a passing cloud.
The most important thing is to cherish the present.
After walking under the sycamore tree, Dudu suddenly let go of Fu Zixia.
He said to her word by word, "Beautiful sister, I'm leaving."
She handed all the eyebrow and jawline cookies to her.
"Pretty sister, you must keep this well. It can ward off bad guys. You can also bake some cookies with eyebrows and jaw lines shaped like a Sichuan character. Also, when you meet that bad guy, draw your eyebrows into a Sichuan character. That way you can crush him."
Dudu said a lot of things in one breath.
She was a little out of breath as she spoke.
Fu Zixia took out a row of Shuangwaiwai from her bag.
Dudu widened his eyes, wondering when Fu Zixia bought it.
She only remembered that after they finished their meal, they had a quarrel with Li Miaorong and Jiang Yan.
When did Fu Zixia start buying it?
"Here you go, sweetheart."
Fu Zixia gently stroked Dudu's hair. Dudu took two steps and heard the woman speak gently behind him.
"Don't think so much, Dudu, you must be happy."
Dudu nodded heavily, but her steps did not relax at all.
After Dudu returned home, he met Fu Jingkong.
Fu Jingkong was relieved to see that she had no injuries, but Dudu was a little depressed. She looked at the vegetables she had planted in the garden, which were full of fruits, but it did not make her feel happy at all.
Fu Jingkong keenly noticed that something was wrong with Dudu.
"What's wrong, Dudu? If you have any problems, tell Brother Kongkong and I'll help you solve it. Did someone bully you?"
Fu Jingkong clenched his fists and spoke to Dudu with a serious face.
"No, no." Dudu sighed like a little adult, and his thick eyelashes drooped.
"Just...if."
This matter is really complicated, and Dudu doesn’t know how to explain it.
Fu Zixia is her scumbag father's legal wife, and she is just the daughter of his substitute lover who looks a bit like Li Miaorong.
It's equivalent to an illegitimate daughter.
A thorn in Fu Zixia's heart.
But she has not forgotten the reason why her brothers and sisters wanted to kill her before.
Well, why don't they kill themselves now?
That is, her existence was like a thorn in their mother's heart.
Dudu covered himself with the quilt.
Fu Jingkong pursed his lips, and finally gently closed the door for her. He walked to Sheng Wanqing's side.
Sheng Wanqing is being affectionate with Fu Chen. Fu Chen is such a good coquettish man that he always shows affection with his wife when his son is not around.
My son is like a light bulb, and a 500-watt one at that.
Very bright.
This time, Fu Jingkong directly interrupted his father and mother's show of affection.
With a clear cough, Fu Chen interrupted and wanted to kiss Sheng Wanqing.
Sheng Wanqing immediately let go of Fu Chen.
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