The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 737 You should learn from Mrs. Sun

But Tong Xingda had nothing to do with Qiao Maimai, he glared at Qiao Maimai angrily, clutched the cash in his hand and went to Jiweiju.

Since Tong Sanlang said to go back at night, he must go back at night, he and Mrs. Zhang go back and wait!
Tong Xingda left, Qiao Maimai thought about it, and asked Qiao Zhaodi to take care of Zhuang Lvhe, and she went to the academy by herself to find Xiao Yang's guard.

She and Tong Sanlang still don't know exactly where Mrs. Sun lives...

Xiao Yang's bodyguard is very well informed. Although he is the courier left behind by Yang Ye, he also undertakes the task of collecting information. As long as he thinks that there are gossips about Bailu Town and Qiao Mai's family, Yang Ye should know. Yes, he will try his best to find out.

Sun Junyan and Cen Hongping are a great threat to Qiao Mai, and he has known their addresses for a long time.

"Lieutenant Cen usually lives in the barracks, but there is also a house in the county seat, where his family lives. As for Sun Junyan and Sun's mother and son, they rented a yard in the suburbs near the barracks."

"The little widow that Mrs. Sun insisted on kissing your father last time, that's how she met."

Xiao Yang's bodyguard told Qiao Maimai the detailed addresses of Sun Junyan and Sun's family. Qiaomai thanked him and left the academy to go back to the hospital.

In the medical hall, Zhuang Luhe still didn't wake up.

She had been in a coma for the past three days, barely able to drink the medicine, but the porridge was not enough, so Qiao Zhaodi ground the rice into a paste and fed it to her bit by bit.

She was already skinny, and if she didn't wake up, even if the wound on her head healed, she might starve to death herself.

This place is not like a later life, where you can also inject nutrient solutions and various medicines. If the people here can't swallow anything, they will die.

Qiao Mai looked at Zhuang Lvhe, feeling powerless.

She didn't know that the guilt in Zhuang Luhe's heart would be so heavy...

After being like this, if she forced Zhuang Luhe to live, it would be torture for Zhuang Luhe herself...

The original owner died, before Zhuang Lvhe left.

If the original owner was here, would the original owner hate Zhuang Luhe?

Qiao Dami already knew the truth, would he hate Zhuang Lvhe?
If you hate it, then for Zhuang Luhe, it might be better to die.

How could this woman suffer so much?

Qiao Xiaomai had been sitting in front of the hospital bed. Half an hour later, Tong Sanlang brought Qiao Dami over.

Qiao Dami's eyes were swollen, and there were tears on her small face. Seeing her now, the tears that had been so hard to stop burst out again, and came out of Tong Sanlang's arms, and immediately rushed towards her.

Qiao Xiaomai hugged his small body and let him sit on his lap, took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped his tears, "Little guy, are you scared?"

Qiao Dami hummed with a sob, his little face flushed.

Qiao Xiaomai patted his little head, "Don't be afraid, we will take back all of our mother's revenge."

"How?" Qiao Dami asked in tears.

"Hit, keep hitting."

A person like Mrs. Sun, no matter what others say, would never commit suicide by hitting a wall because of shame.

There is no sense of guilt for squeezing Qiao Changshun's own son for so many years.

They are also mothers, so why can't Zhuang Luhe learn from Sun's.

Scolding is neither painful nor itchy for Sun.

Kill, can't kill.

So, you can only fight.

They could only beat her again and again until she couldn't take care of herself.

This is the crudest method.

Maybe you can use your brain to design Sun to make some mistakes and go directly to prison.

(End of this chapter)