People who are fond of being spoiled should not understand this sadness and helplessness.

But Zhuang Shuyi understands.

She knew that everything was of severity, she understood helpless choices, and she also understood the despair when she was given up.

"Don't give up on yourself. You can live, no matter what the past and present will happen, everything can be changed in the living future. As long as you live, you will inevitably meet someone who regards you as a treasure."

Zhuang Shuyi tried his best to do artificial respiration for her, but the hands pressed on her chest were shaking like sieve. She was afraid that the child would really die, and she would die on this day when she had nothing to get.

"Don't die. Live. Open your eyes, you still have something to look forward to in the future. Believe me!" Zhuang Shuyi's voice was full of fishy and sweet smell, and she shouted too hard.

She was holding the weak and boneless child, and she was extremely panicked. Don’t die here, don’t die in this day with nothing, don’t die in the darkness before dawn.

When she thought of this, she felt the pain in her heart pouring in like a tide. When she looked at the child, she couldn't help but think of herself.

What she has is something she could not imagine in that storm. If she had died on that storm night, then how desperate she would have been.

"They don't love you, and someone will love you in the future. Treat you gently, love you, and spend your life with you, so without knowing the future, please don't die here."

Don't die in this and nothing now.

Her call finally awakened the child.

"Cough cough cough cough cough... sister, will there really be?" The eyes full of tears asked in prayer.

"There will be there. There will be there." Zhuang Shuyi looked at her and replied gently, but the tears flowed in great pleasure.

Wei Junxi stood behind her, but she couldn't see through her.

She is the third lady of Zhuang Mansion. The most common comments about her in Yongning City is that she will be reincarnated. Broken antiques worth a thousand gold is nothing. As the first woman in Zhuang's family to enter the ancestral hall, does the reality of her favored by her relatives still need to be questioned?

unnecessary.

She should have been spoiled and raised, she should have lived a good life, and she should not have such a painful expression.

"Shuyi." His words looked a little pale in front of the tears.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little too happy." Zhuang Shuyi said to him with a smile, and the tears at the corners of his eyes were not yet flowing. Her pain seemed to be unnecessary, just looking at her eyes to understand.

"She is my child, I will treat her whatever I want. I gave her life." The woman was still aggressive.

"Since you give your life to her, it's hers. If you want to take it back, you have to think about how many of your heads you have. The law allows you to kill people?" Wei Junxi walked to the front and protected Zhuang Shuyi behind.

Zhuang Shuyi stayed in this position many times, and the person standing in front of him was always A Nian.

"What kind of murder! She was born to me. I beat her to death. What does it have to do with you?" The woman reached out and pushed Wei Junxi away. The rural woman's strength was much greater than that of a weak scholar.

"You shrew." Wei Junxi used a lot of effort but failed to stop her.

Zhuang Shuyi was not too slow. She turned her head, like a ghost in hell, her eyes were terrifyingly shrill. Wei Junxi was frightened, and he thought she could make sense. How could she know that she was talking, "How much?"

"What?" The chattering woman became quiet in an instant.

"I'll pay for how much you want." Zhuang Shuyi said coldly.

"Oh, Miss Zhuang San is so generous. It's all wrong for me, don't mind. My girl's movies, no, my daughter can do laundry and cook, and she can do everything. It's worth buying her." The woman started talking like a waiter selling goods.

"How much?" Zhuang Shuyi stood up and looked at her.

"Ten dollars, no, twenty dollars." The woman lion spoke.

"Come on the deal, write a letter. If you come to bother her again, I will cut off your tongue. You know, my family has a great fortune, but I just pay some fines. It will not harm your life, and naturally there is no need for any other punishment."

These threatening words are both arrogant and domineering. To call such a young girl, it seems particularly ridiculous. Everyone present couldn't laugh. She said it too seriously, which made people feel goosebumps.

Think about it, this is the third face of Zhuang Shuyi that Wei Junxi saw. He was not only surprised, but also happy and lost. She was definitely not a fish in the pond, but unfortunately even the dragon soaring in the sky was from someone else's sky.

The child looked at his mother's back as he got money and left, grabbed Zhuang Shuyi's sleeve, gritted his teeth, and cried without a cry. She did not cry, but Zhuang Shuyi's tears were still flowing.

"Sister, don't cry. Look, Jiu Niang won't cry anymore." The child was very well-behaved and even used his sleeves to wipe the tears from Zhuang Shuyi's face.

"Do you call me Jiuniang? Jiuniang, wine lady. It turns out that you are a rosy person." Zhuang Shuyi's face became dirty. Who told me that the two of them had just come up from the water and their bodies were still wet.

"Well, sisters call me that's the same." Jiu Niang smiled, and a few teeth fell from her mouth, which seemed very childish.

"Let's go back first. It's so wet, it's easy to get sick." Zhuang Shuyi put his dry clothes on Jiu Niang first. "Do throw the inside. Wear mine first."

"This won't work, Shuyi, you will get sick." Wei Junxi immediately took off his coat and put it on Zhuang Shuyi.

"Thank you. Let's go back quickly. It's really a little cold." Zhuang Shuyi said, and then sneeze. "Look, if you have a cold, you must be scolded by your grandmother."

The three of them picked up the clothes that Zhuang Shuyi took off and rushed back.

"I didn't expect that your girl was wearing so many clothes." Wei Junxi was embarrassed at first, but then he started to joke. "It's really strange. You don't feel too much when you wear it alone. Now the three of you still don't stop taking it."

"I'm also wondering how Chunmei helped me put it on. What's the difference between this and wrapping a ball?" Zhuang Shuyi said himself and smiled.

Now, after saying a few words, the collar on Zhuang Shuyi's hand fell off. Zhuang Shuyi sighed, held the thing and bent down to find the thing that fell on the ground.

In autumn, there are always many unknown weeds growing in the road. Some are very delicious, which Zhuang Shuyi once liked very much; some are not only uneatable, but also thorns. What Zhuang Shuyi accidentally encountered was the latter.

The tingling sensation at the fingertips made Zhuang Shuyi feel something was wrong. She thought that there would be no bleeding, but she thought, there was nothing to be afraid of just a drop of blood. It was all because of A Nian's excessive protection, which made her dared to become less courageous.

Underestimating the enemy so much. Zhuang Shuyi lowered his head and tried to look at the injured finger.

The vision suddenly became completely covered with darkness.

"Shuyi!"

She was hugged in her arms by a cold and somewhat cold chest, but the sound in her ears was warmer than anything in this world. She loved this softness very much.

The word Qianjunyi only means A Nian for Zhuang Shuyi.

"Didn't Liuliu say that you shouldn't look at it? Don't you know that you are afraid of blood?"

It was clearly a reproach, but it was very gentle, like rain and dew kissing flowers.
Chapter completed!