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Standing in the yard, Meng Youtian sighed softly. The repeated changes made him feel even more depressed. He was also worried that after this tossing, Zijuan's condition worsened and his hope for cure was slim. After thinking about it, he felt that he was under heavy burdens, his hands and feet were bound, and he couldn't help but feel energetic. Who should I blame? Zijuan was too fragile, Xiao Jinya was frightening, and she blamed her mother for feudal superstition. Alas, I only blamed her for her bad life and was involved in such a tangled thing.

If Zijuan always looks like this, what should I do? Meng Youtian really didn't want to think like this, but he couldn't stop this idea and wandered around in his mind. Abandoning her? She was relaxed, but the guilt and condemnation in her heart might be even more torturous! Under the moon before the flowers, she swore a vow and had a close relationship. Although the two did not break through the last line of defense, Meng Youtian couldn't bear to worry about it.

No matter how rich or poor, whether you are healthy or sick, you will always love her, take care of her, and never abandon her. I have never made a vow, but this is not an excuse to escape and abandon her. But to do this, especially if you don’t know how long you have to wait, you may not be able to persevere until the end, right?

Thinking about random things and struggling with contradictions, Meng Youtian only felt that his heart was as numb as a fight. Conscience is invisible and intangible, but it can restrain a person's actions. Just like Buddha, God does not exist, but believing in them can make people feel awe. Tolstoy once said: A person who does not believe in God (religion) can do any kind of bad things. In Meng Youtian's eyes, can a person still be called a person?

After a long time, the door latch was opened and A Xiu shouted in the door, "Brother Aritian, the medicine is ready, come in!"

Meng Youtian pushed the door and entered the room. Zijuan leaned halfway under the quilt, but she was still crying. She pouted and sucked the air conditioner. The whip was mostly on her arm that was blocking her randomly, and there were two on her back. It was thanks to Meng Youtian's early return that she was covered in bruises.

"Mom doesn't want me anymore, let me be beaten." It was like talking to myself, or it was like sadness. Zijuan only raised her head and looked at Meng Youtian, and was still muttering and muttering.

"Mom is not at home. That bad guy takes advantage of the loophole. Zijuan is good, Zijuan is good, how can I not want you?" A Xiu covered half of her face and explained softly.

"You are good to me, and you are good to me too." Zijuan looked up at Meng Youtian, looked at A Xiu again, and murmured.

"Mom is also good to you. When she comes back, she will make something delicious for you!" Meng Youtian sat on the edge of the kang, reaching his hand halfway. He wanted to touch Zijuan's hand, but when he saw the whip wound with medicine, he shrank back.

Zijuan blinked very slowly, as if she was sleepy, and as if she was thinking about something. The sound in her mouth became smaller, and Meng Youtian couldn't hear clearly what she was saying.

"Brother Aritian." Ah Xiu walked two steps closer and said to Meng Youtian softly: "You go and have a look. I stay with Sister Zijuan. I think. I think you were too fierce just now..."

Meng Youtian lowered his head, and just now he was rushing to the head with blood and shouting. Although he was eager to save people, he also swept his mother's face in. He wanted to let outsiders say that he was an unfilial and disobedient son. Now he calmed down, he was not very resentful to his mother. Feudal superstition. It was a very common thing at that time. From a fundamental point of view, my mother also hoped to cure Zijuan's disease as soon as possible. Moreover, after Zijuan became sick, Ai Tian's mother did not dislike her. She took her home to take good care of her!

"I'll go back now." Meng Youtian smiled bitterly, stood up, and found that Ah Xiu was a little abnormal, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with your face? Why are you always covering yourself?"

"It's okay, it's okay, go home!" A Xiu quickly turned around and urged him in a hurry.

The more Ah Xiu did this, the more he aroused Meng Youtian's doubts. He reached out and pressed the girl's shoulder, twisted her body over, and pulled down her hand covering her face. Two fresh scratches on the left cheek near the corner of his eyes were clearly marking the scratching of his hand.

"Zijuan scratched you?" Meng Youtian asked in surprise.

A Xiu turned her head gently, pursed her lips, smiled indifferently, and said, "It hurt her when I applied the medicine. I scratched my hand and accidentally touched her. It was because I was accidentally, and she didn't scratch it."

Meng Youtian turned around and looked at Zijuan, looking stupid, as if he was about to fall asleep. He couldn't help but sigh softly. Although it was an unintentional mistake, A Xiu's magnanimity and kindness moved him and made him feel guilty.

"Put some medicine, I'm sorry for you." Meng Youtian really didn't know what to say, and he felt that his words seemed so empty and could not have any compensation effect.

"What are you wronged or not?" A Xiu shook his head gently and said, "Don't take this little thing to heart, go home!"

Meng Youtian nodded and turned around and went out. Too many words are useless now. I will find a way to repay A Xiu in the future!

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The witch left, was supported by her companions, cursed and cursed, and she would not give up. Her son also left, holding the injured Zijuan, and left in anger, without even saying anything to herself. She left watching the fun, and said everything.

Arida Niang sat weakly on the edge of the kang, looking at the mess in the room, sad, confused, lost, and angry... She didn't know how many complex emotions changed in turn, and how many unspeakable tastes came to her heart.

Is he right or wrong? How could he be like this? Arida Niang's nose was sore and she couldn't help but reach out to wipe the corners of her eyes.

Xiao Man blinked her black eyes and knew that this was not the time to talk too much. She cleaned the house without saying a word and secretly looked at Aotian Niang from time to time.

"Mom, I'm back." Meng Youtian shouted loudly as soon as he arrived at the yard gate. He told his mother one by one, and let the neighbors listen, and there was no gap between him and his mother.

When Arida Niang heard her son's voice, she stood up almost without thinking, but her body stiffened and hesitated for a moment, and sat back.

"Wow, Xiao Man is working, she is so diligent." Meng Youtian walked into the house with a smile, with no words to find.

Xiao Man secretly stuck out her tongue and squeezed her eyes at Aritian Niang. What this little girl means is that you should coax your mother quickly!

Meng Youtian nodded and smiled, came to his mother's side, and said with a relaxed look: "Mom, what are you thinking?"

Akitan gave his son a fierce look, and his breath was still alive, and he lowered his head and said nothing. ()

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