Is that the eldest brother?
Yang Zhao's heart was trembling.
Countless possibilities and excitement flashed through my mind! !
"Auntie, don't cry."
A soft little hand touched her cheek.
Yang Zhao was stunned.
I subconsciously wiped my cheeks and found that my face was wet with tears.
Look at Xier.
She burst into laughter and said, "Auntie didn't cry, she just... felt a little happy."
Happy?
So happy that you cry?
Xier tilted her little head, a little confused.
But my aunt said to be happy.
She tried hard to squeeze out a few tears, wanting to be happy like her aunt, but...
She touched her face.
Dry.
Squeezed again.
Still no.
Where are her tears?
Seeing her actions, Yang Zhao smiled helplessly and held her in his arms, gently tapping her forehead: "You silly girl, just smile happily from now on, don't shed tears."
Xier wanted to say that she wanted to learn from her aunt.
But seeing her aunt smiling at her, Xier felt itchy and warm in her heart. Finally, she raised the corners of her mouth, nodded and said in a childish voice: "Well, no tears!"
Yang Zhao had no idea that because of her words, this silly little girl would actually abide by it for the rest of her life!
"Miss, we're here."
The carriage stopped.
A crowd of people had already gathered in front of the Dali Temple's government office.
Before Yang Zhao even got off the carriage, he heard the sound of beatings from the government office, and the Shen family's screams of begging for mercy like pigs being slaughtered...
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