"We have to do it anyway. Let the fourth room enjoy itself for a night. Tomorrow I will make sure her skin is torn to pieces." Old Liu said gritting his teeth.
In the dilapidated courtyard of the fourth room.
Jian Xiu's porridge is also ready.
"Mom, it's so thick. I can already smell the aroma of rice." Big Head said, swallowing his saliva.
Perhaps because they smelled the aroma of rice, their stomachs started rumbling at the same time, including Zhang Zixuan's.
Everyone became embarrassed at the same time, looked at each other, and then burst into laughter at the same time.
"Okay, okay, this time mother put more rice and less water, I guarantee everyone will have enough to eat every day." Jian Xiu said with a smile.
Looking at the skinny and sallow children, and stroking their dry and yellow hair, and thinking of how they would protect her in the future, Jian Xiu secretly swore in her heart that she must protect them well.
She may not be a saint, but she has always had a principle: if someone respects me one foot, I will respect him one yard.
She returns tenfold what is good to her.
Likewise, when she kills her enemies, she will also be soft.
After preparing the bowl, Jian Xiu immediately brought a bowl to Zhang Zixuan.
"I'm hungry, you guys eat first!" Zhang Zixuan said subconsciously while lying on the bed.
On weekdays, the four families only had one steamed bun to eat.
But every time Zhang Zixuan used this excuse to shirk his responsibilities, he actually just wanted them to eat more.
Looking at his appearance again, he has already become skinny.
"You eat it. I put a lot in just now. It will only get less as time goes by. I will make you hungry in the future." Jian Xiu said firmly to Zhang Zixuan.
She would abandon him before he recovered.
I remember him coming back from town in the middle of winter, covered in white snow, but the house he left for me was still warm.
But he himself was reluctant to taste it and left it all for the mother and son.
He used to be the one who protected their home, but now it's her turn.
"Am I a burden to you?" Zhang Zixuan finally asked.
Hearing this, Jian Xiu was stunned.
She didn't expect that he would say this suddenly.
He was paralyzed for more than a year, but he never said such discouraging words.
She knew that even if he died like this, he would still be at ease with them and their son.
"Why are you holding us back? If you really feel like a burden, then be strong and try to stand up. As the doctor said, there is still a chance to stand up, right?"
"I know, I have been trying hard, but my body just doesn't respond at all." Zhang Zixuan said disappointedly.
Every time he heard about them being beaten, he felt heartbroken.
He also wanted to protect their wives, children, and daughters, but he found that it was really difficult for him to do it.
He even thought that it would be better if he died like this.
"Take it easy. Everything will be fine with me here." Jian Xiu said firmly.
Keke said that as long as she found some more strange things and bought the special medicine, he would recover soon.
Thinking of this, she also decided to go into the mountains for a trip.
Just looking at these people, I finally gave up the idea temporarily.
Before she returned home, she never left them.
According to Old Liu's temper, this time, she should just beat him or scold him.
She might really sell them out.
As if she had thought of something, Jian Xiu asked Zhang Zixuan again, "Did you grow up in Zhangjia Village?"
Zhang Zixuan was stunned. He didn't understand why Jian Xiu suddenly asked this, but he still said truthfully: "I don't remember it myself. I don't have any memories of my childhood."
Jian Xiu thought about it and felt that it was normal. For example, Zhang Zixuan was already 24 years old, so it was normal for him to remember things from his childhood.
But he still asked in despair: "Don't you have any memory at all?"
Zhang Zixuan shook his head, "But it's because I look cute! I just remember that when I was a child, I was very well behaved, but my mother always beat me."
"That's right." Jian Xiu pondered.
"Ah? Why do you say that?"
"To tell you the truth! I doubt that you are her biological son."
Zhang Zixuan was stunned and just stared at Jian Xiu in a daze.
The two of them had been married for many years, but he never seemed to think that she was such a wise person.
In fact, he wanted to tell her that he had thought about this many years ago.
Even if they are my parents, it is a fact that they raised me.
He always kept in mind that a biological mother is like an adoptive mother.
Jian Xiu looked at Zhang Zixuan's expression and probably knew what he was thinking.
"You have suspected it for a long time, right?"
"Well, but those are already very important to me." Zhang Zixuan said with concern.
Jian Xiu nodded in understanding. If he really wanted to reveal his identity in this state, it would be wrong for him to be alive.
So why bother with these?
"But I found that your appearance and temperament really are like those of a country person." Jian Xiu touched his chin and thought.
He is thin, but has a graceful manner.
He is very dark, but his eyes are bright and he looks like a young man from a noble family.
Hearing this, Zhang Zixuan's cheeks turned red subconsciously.
The couple had been together for many years, but his wife had never spoken such straightforward words to him.
He was kind of used to it when he heard it all of a sudden.
As if he thought of something, Zhang Zixuan suddenly looked up at Jian Xiu again.
I know that it was because of you that I was stimulated. Jian Xiu on that day was really the same as before.
She said she dared to touch Lao Liu, and even her body seemed to be the same.
He often travels as a escort, so naturally he has some skills in tactical warfare.
Everyone thought that it was an accident that Lao Liu knelt down just now.
Only he knew that it was because Jian Xiu in the distance threw a stone at her.
He did not tell Jian Xiu about his doubts before because he thought she was a kind and simple-minded woman.
As for these things, he just needed to know them in his heart. He didn't want to add to her burden.
But one day he discovered that she seemed to be the same as he thought.
And her martial arts...
Thinking of this, Zhang Zixuan raised his head again and looked straight at Jian Xiu.
Although Jian Xiu was filling porridge for the children, she could also feel Zhang Zixuan's gaze on her.
She knew what he was thinking, but Jian Xiu was very calm.
She is the real Jian Xiu, it's just that her core has been changed, and she even inherited her memories, so what is there to worry about?
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