The three married husbands are super favorite

Chapter 1133 Three Years Without Children 4
Three skinny boys peeked through the threshold, their eyes full of fear and vigilance.

"Biyu, give some of the children what we bought in the county." After finishing speaking, Kong Zhishu led Su Wanniang into the house.

There was indeed a little boy lying on the bed, probably due to insufficient milk, malnutrition and many illnesses. The child looked thinner than a normal three-month-old child.

"Ma'am, don't worry, Shiro is not seriously ill, but his foundation is weak. The doctor in the county came to see him and said that he should pay more attention to care and eat more. After a few years of treatment, Shiro will naturally behave like an ordinary child." Probably because he was afraid of Shiro. Being weak and sick would make Su Wanniang and Kong Zhishu refuse to take the child, the peasant woman explained in a low voice.

Su Wanniang responded perfunctorily and walked towards the hard bed. The three-month-old child was not at all afraid of so many strangers in the room. He sucked his thumb and stared at the bed with his eyes open. Su Wanniang watched, blinking her eyes from time to time, but she didn't cry at all.

"Husband, look, it's so cute!" Su Wanniang couldn't help but bend her eyebrows, "It's just a little thin, but the eyes are very bright!"

"Yes~" Kong Zhishu couldn't help but relax his eyebrows, "This child is really cute~ well-behaved, he doesn't cry or make trouble."

"Can I give you a hug?" Su Wanniang looked towards the head of the household.

With the consent of the head of the household, Su Wanniang gently hugged the child on the bed. Over the years, she has hugged many children, so she still has some experience and knows how to hug a child to make the child feel comfortable.

Sometimes, between people, there is indeed a need for fate.

The child fell into Su Wanniang's arms, and stared at Su Wanniang curiously at first, but when Su Wanniang reached out to take his finger in his mouth, the child not only didn't cry, but whispered at Su Wanniang He smiled, showing his smooth gums and grinning softly.

However, because of her frail body, the laughter was not loud, only once or twice.

But even so, it can still make Su Wanniang's heart soften.

"I like it!" Su Wanniang turned around and punched the book.

"My husband also likes it when I look at him!" Kong Zhishu nodded repeatedly. It's been more than three years, and it's been a long time since I saw Su Wanniang smiling like this. It can be seen that she really likes it.

The first time they came to see the child, it was settled, which made Su Wanniang and Kong Zhishu very happy. Xiaonian didn't make a trip in vain, and he had an extra son in one day, which made Su Wanniang very happy.

Su Wanniang carried the child into the carriage, while Kong Zhishu stayed to discuss the future. Obviously, after he and Su Wanniang adopted the child, he would not want the child to be involved with this family when he grows up.

"Is my brother gone? Will my brother not be our brother in the future?" Da Lang looked at the direction of the carriage with tears in his eyes.

"Da Lang is good, my younger brother will have other parents who will love him. He has lived a good life." The peasant woman was tearful.

Dalang nodded half-understood, he was actually only seven years old, "Master, you and your wife must treat Shiro well, Shiro is very good~ If you don't like Shiro any day, send him back, okay?" ?”

Listening to the immature voice of the child outside the carriage, Su Wanniang suddenly felt that it was cruel for her to separate flesh and blood, but looking at the child in her arms, she loved it very much.

"Da Lang, go back to the house." The head of the household who had been silent all this time reprimanded him, but his voice was choked with sobs.

"Don't worry, Shiro will leave with me and my wife. From now on, my wife and I will treat Shiro as his own child and love him." Kong Zhishu also couldn't bear it, he sighed slightly in his heart when he met those three pairs of immature eyes.

(End of this chapter)