Occasionally, he would give the young master of the Buddhist temple a bowl.
They were servants, and back when Miss Xiaoya sold food in the manor, she didn't give them enough face. Now they held a grudge, so they let them smell the food, but forget about eating it.
Su Jiaoniang chuckled.
Indeed, being able to cook delicious food makes it easy to be popular!
She went to the pagoda.
At this moment, Futu is tending to his wounds.
Every day he does murderous acts.
It will leave wounds on your body to some extent.
This time is no exception.
The moment Su Jiaoniang walked in, she was stunned to see the crisscrossing wounds on Xiao Futu's body!
A sudden pang of sadness welled up inside me.
My nose started to feel sore.
She had these scars too!
She didn't feel anything when it came to herself, but when it came to her child, she felt terribly distressed.
Children can be spared all of this.
Why……
She would feel that Futu is growing up by following Lu Wujiu!
So many traces of growth.
"Mother!" Futu was startled and immediately put on his clothes.
The wound hadn't scabbed over yet, and no medicine had been applied, so I covered it with clothes.
Su Jiaoniang immediately closed the door, glared at Futu, and applied the medicine to him.
He asked, "Should you quit? These injuries shouldn't be something you've endured."
"Mother, this is what I should endure!" Futu's voice was very soft.
There are some things you can't say to your closest relatives, but there are some things you have to say.
"Don't worry, Mother, I will make sure I live to be 99!" Futu continued.
Fu Tu, who usually had a cold face, was all smiles and playful in front of Su Jiao Niang, trying to divert her attention from the wounds!
Su Jiaoniang carefully applied medicine to the Buddha statue.
As for lessons learned, let's focus on the treatment first!
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