Rebirth and Revenge: The Black-bellied Prostitute

"Water Drop Guanyin?"

Hearing this answer, Yingliu blinked:

"What it is?"

Just listening to the name, Yingliu didn't think how powerful this Water Drop Avalokitesvara was.

"Miss, do you think it's possible that someone is playing a prank and doesn't want to hurt the young master?"

Seeing that An'er was not feeling well, Yingliu's heart ached, but she didn't want to believe that in the valley, someone was so cruel that he could do such a cruel thing to a child who was only one month old.

"No, someone wanted An'er's life. Fortunately, An'er's health is not bad. Otherwise, An'er would have ended up in the current situation."

Xia Chiwan can naturally understand Yingliu's psychology, but she is not willing to give Yingliu such a false impression.

"What, that person actually wanted the young master's life, it's really disgusting!"

As soon as Hong Yao heard this answer, her two eyes widened like bull's eyes, frighteningly large.

"Children are weak. Once some children come into contact with the water drop Guanyin and become allergic, they will die."

Xia Chiwan could only be thankful that just now Yingliu was just gesticulating with the clothes on An Er's body, and did not directly put them on An Er's body.

Otherwise, An'er's situation may not be as good as it is now, it's just itchy.

"Oh my god, so the little grandson of the aunt in the kitchen died like this?!"

As soon as Xia Chiwan finished speaking, Hongchen opened his mouth, his eyes were full of fright, and he looked at An'er with the eyes of the rest of his life.

Hong Yao quickly stretched out her hand, and touched An'er's tender little face, chubby chubby claws, and warm fleshy body.

Only through these, can Hong Yao be sure that An'er is not still alive and well in front of her eyes like the cook's grandson she mentioned just now.

"The cook's grandson?"

As soon as Xia Chiwan heard this, she looked at Yingliu. If Hong Yao knew something, then Yingliu must know it too.

And this kind of thing, Xia Chiwan prefers to ask Yingliu, because Yingliu can speak clearly than Hongyao.

"The grandson of the aunt cook is two months older than the little boy. He was in good health and was raised by the aunt cook. He didn't even have a headache or a cold. But five days ago, an accident happened suddenly. The little grandson was fine. Sudden discomfort, and died before the doctor could treat him."

Yingliu frowned and said.

You know, at the beginning, everyone really thought this incident was just an accident.

She didn't know until now that the grandson of the cook's grandson didn't die of a sudden illness, maybe he was also killed by this water drop Guanyin.

"Before the little grandson died, he was just like the young master, with some red spots on his body, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable."

If it wasn't for Hong Yao's reminder, Yingliu would not have connected An'er's matter with the death of the cook's grandson.

It was not uncommon for the youngest son to die early in ancient times.

Coupled with the fact that the cook's son and daughter-in-law were still young, the death of a grandson was of course distressed, but they would not be dying.

Naturally, this matter gradually faded away.

Xia Chiwan is a guest, and she gave birth to An'er, which is considered a happy event.

Speaking of it, when the cook's grandson died, it was almost the time when An'er was full moon, so it was time to celebrate.

It's not very auspicious for this trivial matter to collide with a red matter, of course Hong Yao and Ying Liu would not use this matter to appease Xia Chiwan's heart.