Ye Ning and Sheng Xiuwen's gazes also fell on the brothers.
Ye Ning suppressed his anger, his eyes were bloodshot, and his hands were trembling.
"You'd better pray that your sister is alright."
We're still in a dangerous situation, so it's best to wait until things are over before making any decisions.
Ye Ning forced herself to turn her head and continue looking at everything in front of her.
Take a look at that skinny little star, who is extremely thin due to malnutrition.
Despite being much stronger than Sheng Yue at birth, she now looks a whole size smaller than Sheng Yue.
She suffered terribly in the Zuo family, while they guarded the woman of their enemy day and night.
Ye Ning had never hated anyone so much, wishing she could skin him alive and tear him apart.
Zuo Hongfang has done too many bad things and has been plagued by bad luck ever since.
He blamed everything on Xinghe.
Zuo Hongfang lost everything again and was even beaten up.
"Damn it, it must be that bastard. Nothing good has happened since she came back."
He lost so badly that he picked up Xinghe and wanted to smash it to the ground.
Fang Mei stopped her, "Husband, what are you doing?"
Zuo Hongfang scoffed, "What? You've developed feelings for her after just a few days?"
Fang Mei smiled ingratiatingly, "These past few days, that annoying couple next door has been keeping an eye on us, especially this little bastard. If she suddenly dies, those two will definitely hound us relentlessly."
"The day before yesterday, a man from the next village was caught drowning his own daughter. We'd better be careful."
Zuo Hongfang's sinister gaze fell on Xinghe, as if it were poisonous.
"I'll take care of it in a bit. You go back to your parents' house for the next couple of days. When you come back, just say the baby is gone. Remember that?"
Zuo Hongfang wasn't being overly compassionate; rather, since his child had died at home and he had to deal with the body, he was indeed being more strict with his management during this period.
It's better to just throw it out.
This mountain is full of wild wolves and boars. How many hours can a baby that is a little over a month old survive?
In the middle of the night, Zuo Hongfang quietly went up the mountain and specifically found the most secluded place. He originally intended to kill Xinghe and leave.
He raised his hand for a moment, then lowered it again. "Forget it, let her live a few more hours. Consider it a blessing for my future son."
Such shameless words drove Ye Ning to the brink of madness, making her want to rush in and tear his mouth apart.
Little Xinghe probably realized something and burst into tears, her little face turning bright red.
Without the slightest hesitation, Zuo Hongfang turned and headed down the mountain.
In the middle of the night, the temperature on the mountain dropped lower and lower, and Xiao Xinghe's face turned purple and red from crying.
Her voice grew weaker and weaker, as if she were about to breathe her last.
The onlookers seemed to have forgotten that Xinghe has now successfully grown up.
They instinctively held their breath and prayed to all the gods and Buddhas in the sky.
Master Suiyuan took a shortcut back to the temple. Today he helped a family exorcise evil spirits, which took some time.
He hummed a little tune and swayed back home.
He looked up at the sky, which was as black as ink, dotted with countless tiny stars.
Master Suiyuan had never seen so many stars before. He stood there and looked at them a few more times.
In those one or two seconds, he heard a few faint cries, like those of a kitten.
Master Suiyuan listened carefully and confirmed that it was not his hallucination. He followed the sound, parted a clump of withered grass, and saw the almost lifeless Milky Way.
"My goodness, who abandoned the child here?"
He quickly picked up Xiao Xinghe and wrapped him in his own clothes.
Xiao Xinghe's face was a terrifying bluish-purple, and his breathing was intermittent.
Master Suiyuan carried Xinghe and ran back to the Taoist temple.
He hurriedly lit a fire, placed Xinghe beside it, fed her hot water, and patted her back.
"My little darling, you have to be okay, you must survive."
"What would such a small baby eat? My temple has nothing."
"Damn it, God, you don't mean to make me take a life, do you?"
"Sweetie, sweetie, don't cry. I... I made some rice porridge."
"Should I drink a little rice water?"
Master Suiyuan was busy all night, but he finally managed to make Xiaoxinghe's complexion look a little better.
He didn't dare blink, afraid that the child would stop breathing the moment he closed his eyes.
After enduring a long night, early in the morning, Master Suiyuan held Xinghe in his arms and helped her find her parents.
Xiao Xinghe's fate is very strange; he cannot calculate any information about Xinghe.
He could only resort to the most basic method, trying to see if anyone knew her or her family.
Master Suiyuan reported the incident to the police and searched all the surrounding villages, but no one admitted to losing their child.
In addition, being a girl, she was not popular in the eyes of those people in those years.
After hitting a wall for several days, Master Suiyuan finally gave up.
He spent all his savings on baby formula and two pieces of clothing.
They returned to Fuyun Temple.
Master Suiyuan pointed to the baby in his arms and said, "You and I are destined to meet. Our Zhengyi sect values fate the most. Since that's the case, from today onwards you will be my last disciple."
Master Suiyuan chuckled, "I never thought that at my age, I would find a disciple to take on as my last mission."
"What should we call it?"
Master Suiyuan thought of the starry sky that night.
"Let's call it Xinghe! Xinghe means star." Master Suiyuan teased the little Xinghe.
Little Star River stared at him and smiled.
"Star, from today onwards, whatever I drink, you will eat."
Master Suiyuan is a man of his word.
He had never worked with such young children before, so he had to learn everything by trial and error.
Despite the ups and downs, they managed to grow Xinghe into a large company.
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Xinghe has grown to be three years old.
The three-year-old boy wore a drab little Taoist robe, had a chubby face, and two crooked braids on his head.
She struggled to climb over the threshold, which was even higher than her.
Take a deep breath and shout at the top of your lungs, "Master!"
"Hey! Coming, coming! Little darling, what's wrong now?"
Master Suiyuan, from who knows where, tumbled and crawled, his clothes covered in mud.
I'm hungry!
Xinghe spoke in a childish voice, enunciating each word clearly. Her large, bright eyes, like a clear spring, were set in her delicate face.
Her eyelashes were thick and long.
It looks like a doll carefully sculpted by a master craftsman.
Master Suiyuan was immune to her behavior and had a bit of a headache. "Little ancestor, you just ate two big meat buns an hour ago, and an hour and a half ago, you showed off a whole bowl of noodles."
He gestured with his hands, "This big?"
"Little darling, it's not that I don't want you to eat, it's just that what kind of kid eats like you, how many pounds of rice do you eat?"
He reached out, picked up Xiao Xinghe, and shook him a couple of times. "Where did you eat all your food?"
Little Star River blinked its innocent big eyes and said, "I'm hungry."
Master Suiyuan took Xinghe's pulse and, after confirming that she was alright, reluctantly put her down.
"Alright, just wait and see, my little ancestor."
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