Everyone glanced at the position of the prawns on the table and gave up the idea of ​​standing up for the little guy.

The little guy felt very aggrieved when he saw that there was no hope of reinforcement.

The eyes staring at the prawn were filled with a layer of mist.

As a slave to his son, Shen Zhihuan couldn't stand this.

then……

She quickly finished the rice in the bowl and carried the little one back to the house.

The main idea is out of sight, out of mind.

As soon as the storybook was taken out, the little guy's attention was mostly diverted.

As soon as the storybook was opened, the little guy in Shen Zhihuan's arms pricked up his ears.

As for those prawns that were thicker than fingers, the little guy had long forgotten about them.

"In a dense forest, there lived a cunning fox and a ferocious tiger. The tiger was the king of the forest and all the animals were afraid of it. Although the fox was very smart, it was very weak and was often bullied by other animals..."

"Mom, are lions really not afraid of tigers?" After hearing the story, the little guy's curiosity exploded.

"The lion is the 'king of beasts' on the grassland, and the tiger is the 'king of beasts' in the forest. They have different territories and are each kings, so naturally there is no question of who is afraid of whom." Shen Zhihuan explained softly.

"Mom, which one is more powerful, a lion or a tiger?" The little guy's chubby face was full of curiosity.

"It should be a tiger!" Shen Zhihuan commented objectively.

Whether in terms of weight, bite force, mouth size, or survival ability, tigers should be far superior to lions.

"Mom, will a tiger eat a lion?" the little guy asked again.

"Of course! Tigers not only eat lions, but also humans. So when we see animals stronger than ourselves, we must stay away from them to avoid getting hurt." Shen Zhihuan did not forget to teach the little guy some common sense.

"Mom, do you want to stay away from the lion too?" The little guy's eyes sparkled.

"Not only should we stay away from lions, but also wild boars and wolves..." Shen Zhihuan recited a lot of things.

The little guy listened with great interest.

When Su Ziyu returned to the house, the mother and son had already talked about geese pecking people.

Seeing Su Ziyu coming back, the little guy subconsciously snuggled into his mother's arms again.

The defensive implication is obvious.

Su Ziyu was really too lazy to pay attention to him.

He took off his shirt and trousers and lay down next to his young wife.

"Wife, let me tell him the story!" Su Ziyu took the storybook from his little wife.

Shen Zhihuan naturally felt relieved when someone else was doing the job for him.

I don’t know if it was because the story was so sleep-inducing or because I didn’t take a nap in the afternoon, but after a while, Shen Zhihuan’s eyelids began to fight each other.

The little guy became more energetic the more he listened.

If the man hadn't threatened his grandmother tomorrow, the little guy would not have been willing to close his eyes.

After the little guy fell asleep, Su Ziyu threw him to the side with the baffle as usual.

The annoying person fell asleep, and then it was just the two of him and his young wife's world.

I just held him in my arms and was ready to start discussing life.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

The sound was very soft, but it seemed a little dull in the quiet night.

In the middle of the night...

If it wasn't an extremely urgent matter, Liu Cunyi wouldn't dare to disturb Su Ziyu's good deeds even if he had the courage.

Su Ziyu on the bed did not delay and immediately turned over and got out of bed.

He pulled up his trousers and put on his shirt in a second, and before he even had time to button his clothes, Su Ziyu opened the door and walked out.

"Li Qiuhua is gone." Without Su Ziyu asking, Liu Cunyi immediately told him the fresh news.

Li Qiuhua passed away one minute ago, and the phone call came the next minute.

"They're asking, what should we do?" Liu Cunyi glanced in the direction of the door and lowered his voice.

Just give up the thought.

The person was gone, and I couldn’t just leave her there to rot and stink, so I called her anyway.

Someone has to make the decision whether to cremate it or feed it to dogs.

"Leave it there for now and talk about it tomorrow." Su Ziyu's face was gloomy.

When Su Ziyu thought of the sufferings his young wife had endured because of her collusion with Chen Yeming, he felt so angry that his teeth itched.

Not skinning her alive was a blessing for the little girl.

Liu Cunyi nodded and went to do it immediately.

Su Ziyu turned around and went back to the house and closed the door.

"Is there an emergency?" Shen Zhihuan was arranging the blanket for the little guy. When she heard the door close, she turned her head and looked at the man.

Su Ziyu quickly took off his shirt and trousers and hugged his young wife in his arms.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Li Qiuhua is gone!" The man's voice was soft and emotionless.

"Wife, tell me, should we tell Weidong and my elder sister about this?"

The old man hates evil and will definitely not care about the life or death of "Li Qiuhua" anymore.

But it’s hard to say about the brother and sister Shen Weidong and Shen Zhimei.

Especially Shen Zhimei, who has a soft personality.

"It's better to tell them, in case they want to go and see "Li Qiuhua off"!" Shen Zhihuan thought for a moment.

after all……

This is the last time we will see each other.

The next day As Su Ziyu expected, Shen Weidong burst into tears as soon as he heard that "Li Qiuhua" was gone.

Maternal love is great, but a child’s love for his mother is also the simplest and most sincere.

Especially for children of Shen Weidong's age, their dependence on their mothers is the strongest.

Although Mr. Shen doesn't like "Li Qiuhua", he loves his only grandson with all his heart.

Originally, Mr. Shen didn't want Shen Weidong to have anything to do with "Li Qiuhua" anymore.

He felt that "Li Qiuhua" was not worthy of being a mother.

What about my grandson...

His eyes fell on Shen Weidong, whose face was covered with tears and snot. Old Man Shen sighed and decided to go back early.

Su Ziyu asked someone to call Shen Zhimei and Qian Xingwang again, and the reaction from the other end was just as Su Ziyu expected.

As filial sons and grandchildren, Daya and Erya would naturally go back with Grandpa Shen.

When everyone was packing up, Shen Jianguo looked at Shen Zhihuan who was playing with the little guy with a ball.

"Zhi Huan..."

"Save your spit." Shen Zhihuan didn't even raise his head.

If they want to repay evil with kindness, it's their business, don't take her with them.

"Zhi Huan..."

"If you say that again, you'll move out of my house." Shen Zhihuan said threateningly.

If you give him a good face for a few days, he will forget his own last name.

"Zhi Huan..."

"Is this ever going to be the end?! She wants me to die young, and I'm still wearing mourning clothes for her. Am I a cheapskate?!" Shen Zhihuan was angry.

She was generous of herself by not scattering her ashes.

Why are you wearing mourning clothes for her? What are you thinking?

"I just want to give this to you." Shen Jianguo handed a jar of chrysanthemum tea to Shen Zhihuan.

"You ate so much barbecue yesterday, I was afraid you would get angry, so I asked Xiao Zhou to buy you a jar of chrysanthemums. When you are free, remember to soak some water and drink it." (End of this chapter)