"Shen Zhihuan, you are disobedient and unfilial, you will not die well..."

Shen Zhihuan stood at the door of the reception room, listening to the crazy shouting in the room behind him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

To deal with love-brained people, ordinary verbal attacks are useless. If you want to make them suffer a fate worse than death and make them heartbroken, you have to start with the person they care about the most.

for example……

Let the man she cares about the most have a sweet and affectionate relationship with another woman...

Shen Zhihuan clicked his tongue twice in his heart.

Even as a bystander, she felt aggrieved for her.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you..."

Behind me, the hysterical screams and curses continued.

Shen Zhihuan didn't look back and walked quickly towards the father and son playing on the lawn.

"Wife, are you okay?" Seeing his little wife coming out, Su Ziyu picked up the little one who was squatting on the ground pulling weeds and went to meet her.

As he spoke, he looked her up and down with concern.

I was afraid that my young wife would get hurt.

Shen Zhihuan smiled and shook his head.

"Let's go home!" Su Ziyu held the little guy in his left hand and held his young wife with his right hand very naturally.

When "Li Qiuhua" came out of the reception room, what she saw was a heartwarming scene of a family of three walking away.

"Li Qiuhua"'s anger, which had originally dissipated a little, came back again. Her hands, like pine bark, were clenched tightly, and she looked like she wanted to rush up and skin Shen Zhihuan alive.

The staff member glanced at her clenched fists and eyes that seemed to be spitting fire, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, a staff member in his forties walked out of the next room. Seeing "Li Qiuhua" staring fiercely in one direction, he looked in the direction where "Li Qiuhua" was looking.

Just one glance and the middle-aged staff member smiled.

"This guy! You really have to believe in fate. The blessed don't have to worry, while the unlucky ones have to work themselves to death."

"Director, do you mean that Brigade Commander Su is blessed? Or do you mean that Brigade Commander Su's wife is blessed?" the staff member asked with a smile.

"Have you heard the saying that a blessed girl will not marry into an unblessed family?" The middle-aged staff member looked at the family of three who had already walked out of the detention center and smiled meaningfully.

Whether it was Brigadier General Su or his wife, could they be interested in ordinary people? !

Everyone wants to climb the high branch, but is it so easy to climb the high branch? ! Without the strength and ability to match the high family, even if you climb the high branch, you will fall from the height sooner or later.

The best marriage is when the two are evenly matched, he is good and she is not bad.

Just like...

The middle-aged staff member looked at the direction where Shen Zhihuan and Su Ziyu disappeared.

"puff!"

"Li Qiuhua" vomited a mouthful of blood.

A rusty smell filled the air.

"Go call a doctor." The middle-aged staff member reached out to support the staggering "Li Qiuhua" and signaled the younger staff member to go find a doctor.

The younger staff member did not dare to delay and ran to find a doctor.

At this time, "Li Qiuhua" had his eyes closed and had fallen into a coma.

The doctor took her pulse and gave her a brief examination.

"What's going on with her?" asked the middle-aged staff member.

"Small problem!" The doctor clapped his hands and stood up.

"He's already vomiting blood, and this is still a small problem?!" The younger staff member widened his eyes in shock.

"Compared to her illness, is gastric bleeding not a small problem but a big problem?!" The doctor put away his stethoscope.

The younger staff member remained silent.

"How long can she live?" This is what the middle-aged staff is most concerned about.

"It will take a month at the slowest, and a few weeks at the fastest." The doctor took a bottle of medicine from the medicine box and handed it to a slightly younger staff member.

It is said that doctors have a kind heart, but the doctor really couldn't be kind to this "Li Qiuhua".

When I think of the fire at the Shen family...

That day...

If anyone involved in the rescue was a few minutes slower, the dozen or so people in the Shen family’s house would have gone to hell.

Just because she had an incurable disease, she was going to drag more than a dozen people to be buried with her?! From Mr. Shen, who was over 70 years old, to a two-year-old child...

How twisted must one's mind be to do such a cruel thing? ! .On the other side

After leaving the detention center, the family of three went straight to the department store.

There was some beef, brisket, ribs, pork belly, and lean meat.

He picked out a few more vegetables and some writing paper, and seeing that the man had full hands, Shen Zhihuan was about to go home.

The little guy stood in front of the stationery counter and refused to move.

"Mom, I want this..." The little guy pointed at the crayons on the counter.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Because the weather is hot, people usually choose to go out shopping in the morning, so there are a lot of people coming and going in the department store at this time.

Seeing a little kid who was still trembling when he walked standing in front of her counter, the salesperson couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.

The salesperson couldn't help laughing when he saw the little guy's tender white fingers pointing at the crayons on the counter.

This little guy is not even as tall as a lettuce. Do you know what this is used for? I have to buy it.

"Do you know what this is?" Shen Zhihuan squatted down and asked the little guy softly.

"I know, a painter." The little guy answered seriously.

The salesperson's eyes widened and the smile on his face froze.

Even the customers passing by couldn't help but look over here.

Such a tiny little doll...

He can actually speak, and his pronunciation is so clear.

"Do you want to paint with your brother?" Shen Zhihuan asked with a smile.

The little guy nodded.

Shen Zhihuan stood up and pointed at the crayons the little guy had requested, "I want two boxes of these."

Regardless of whether the little one was just spur of the moment or really wanted to doodle, Shen Zhihuan carefully selected several drawing books with watercolor paper.

After thinking about it, Shen Zhihuan asked the salesperson to pack a few more goat-hair brushes and some semi-cooked rice paper.

A little of this, a little of that, added together it makes a big bag.

While Shen Zhihuan was taking out the money and ticket, Su Ziyu had already picked up the things in his hands.

"Comrade, how old is your child?" someone nearby asked curiously.

"More than nine months." Shen Zhihuan handed the counted money and ticket to the salesperson.

The salesperson paused while taking the money and tickets.

More than nine months...

Her one-year-old nephew could only babble all day long, but this child can pronounce words so clearly at just over nine months old.

key……

The little guy speaks very coherently.

Like a little adult.

The person who asked the question also looked surprised.

If the little guy hadn't looked so chubby and really small, everyone would have suspected that Shen Zhihuan had lied about the little guy's age.

"Goodbye to aunts and uncles!" Shen Zhihuan picked up the little guy.

"Goodbye, auntie! Goodbye, uncle!" The little guy waved obediently to the salesperson and the customer next to him.

"goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

The customers and salespeople also smiled and waved to the little guy.