Chapter 797 Ancient people who depend on their parents for support

The beggars beat the woman for a long time, and when they saw that the woman did not move, they turned around and walked away, cursing.

"Brother Goudan, I heard that this woman is from a wealthy family. Why should we beat her? Keep her, and you can have her later at night..."

a little beggar said with a lecherous look. The

leading beggar glared at him and said, "Don't you see what kind of condition she is in? Look, her skirt is covered in blood. How dare you go up to such a person? Aren't you afraid of being infected with a bacterial infection?"

The little beggar shrank his neck.

A bacterial infection, is that a disease that poor beggars like them can get? If you really get infected by accident, it will be fatal.

"It's not that she was driven out by a wealthy family..." Another beggar was still a little unwilling, mainly because there were too few young women among beggars like them.

"It's up to you! If she was a good person, how could she be kicked out by a rich family?"

Goudan was sober.

Several people walked to the corner of the street, and an old beggar with his eyes closed was leaning against the wall. Hearing what they were saying, he couldn't help but open his eyes.

"We really can't touch that woman!"

Several beggars became interested, "Why? One-eyed uncle?"

The old beggar only had one eye, but there was wisdom in his eyes: "Do you know who the father of that woman is?"

"The one who was just sentenced to death, who killed several people!"

"I guess the situation of this woman is similar to her father. If you really have anything to do with her, you may die at any time!"

Several beggars snorted, and one of them ran back and kicked the woman again.

"She is really not a good person!"

The other few also touched their chins and looked at the woman, still a little unwilling.

But thinking of what the woman and her father had done, the beggar spat at the woman and turned away.

...

Miss Ma was stunned. She didn't expect that her cousin would end up like this!

The people in her husband's family were really not good people. They didn't care that she was pregnant, and they beat the child and drove her out!

They were really cruel!

But Miss Ma did not sympathize with Ma Xiujuan. She asked for all this.

Not long ago, her good cousin wanted to adopt a child to inherit her father's property?

And she deliberately wanted to put pressure on her seriously ill father and wanted to crush her father to death.

That thrilling thing is still vivid in her mind.

Ma Xiujuan is as sinister as her father and absolutely does not deserve sympathy.

Fortunately, she had the help of the little master, otherwise she would have to hold a funeral for her father now.

Miss Ma turned around and was about to leave when the unconscious woman over there woke up. She seemed to have a premonition of something and tried hard to open her eyes.

She was beaten too hard, and she could only open a small gap even if she opened her eyes hard.

"Sister..." But she still recognized Miss Ma. Ma Xiujuan struggled to come over, but unfortunately she had just been beaten and had no strength in her body. After struggling for a long time, she couldn't even get up from the ground.

"Sister... I was wrong before, please, save me, save me!"

Ma Xiujuan sobbed, and her tears fell on her face, which hurt.

There were still wounds on her face, and her body was covered with wounds. Especially her stomach. She was beaten so hard that she had a miscarriage yesterday, and she was not given any doctor to treat her. Today, she was kicked out.

She felt like she was going to die.

Miss Ma paused and looked at her with cold eyes.

Ma Xiujuan's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Miss Ma in disbelief, her tears falling even harder: "Sister, we are sisters..."

The girl stepped forward and blocked Ma Xiujuan's sight.

"Hey, Ma Xiujuan, don't flatter yourself. When did you and my daughter become sisters? You are cousins, but you have different fathers and mothers. How can you say you are sisters?"

Ma Xiujuan opened her mouth quickly, her voice was weak, but she knew that this was her only chance. If Ma Xiuyun didn't save her, she wouldn't live for a few days.

She didn't want to die, even if she was driven out by her husband's family, she didn't want to die, she still had a son.

In a few years, when the child grows up and becomes sensible, he will definitely be filial to her as a mother.

"But we have the same blood!" She pleaded with her eyes and said earnestly:

"Cousins ​​are also sisters!"

The little girl sneered: "Why didn't you think of you as sisters when you and your father wanted my lady's property?"

"Also, when your good father killed my lady's fiancé, why didn't you think of you as sisters?"

Miss Xiuer smiled and nodded: "That makes sense!"

Miss Ma also said lightly: "Not adding insult to injury is already my greatest kindness to you!"

After saying this, Miss Ma was too lazy to continue wasting time, she still had to go back to the house to accompany the guests? Ma

Xiujuan struggled to crawl to the hotel, but before she took a few steps, she began to bleed again from under her body. The red blood dyed the street red, but no one felt sorry for her.

But she was also innocent!

It was always her father, not her, who wanted to seize Miss Ma's property. Why didn't these people listen to her explanation?

...

Miss Ma was right, the market here was indeed lively, and there were not just one old man making candy figures, but five or six old men in total.

The candy figures in front of him were so vivid that Yuan Baobao was stunned.

"Grandpa, your craftsmanship is amazing!"

It's better than those who make candy figures in Beijing.

The grandpa laughed and said, "This is all ancestral craftsmanship!"

"Then can you make one for me? Just make it according to my face!"

The grandpa looked at Yuan Baobao, "That's easy, little girl, you are beautiful, and the candy figures you make will definitely be beautiful!"

The grandpa said as his hands kept moving.

Yuan Baobao was holding a little tiger in his mouth, biting it one by one with great pleasure.

The tiger in the space... felt that the little master was biting him, whimpering, he treated the master as the master, and the master treated him as food! He was indeed a bad master.

Little Maomao was so greedy that he licked his tongue and kept barking, shouting that he wanted to eat too.

The master was very fast. While several people were talking, Yuan Baobao had only eaten half of the little tiger in his hand, and the candy man was already done.

Yuan Baobao directly took all the finished products made by the master, which made the master even happier.

"Little girl, my sugar figures are delicious. If you need anything in the future, just tell me!"

Yuan Baobao smiled and said, "Grandpa, you are so old, there is no need to work so hard for your children and grandchildren! There is a saying that goes, children and grandchildren have their own blessings."

"Too much interference will not do them any good!"

The grandfather who made sugar figures was stunned and looked at Yuan Baobao with a little doubt.

"Little girl, what you just said is..."