Chen Shuhui is unhappy.

She found a figure in the corner of Feng's house.

Feng Juntao lay on the bed, looking straight at the roof, like a fool.

He wasn't locked up?

Chen Shuhui was surprised.

But when she saw the wheelchair on the ground, she thought of the answer. Feng Juntao may have been on bail for treatment.

After all, he was seriously injured at that time. Tian Fuchuan was killed. Not only did he lose both legs, he almost died. It took him a long time to save his life.

It seems that I am not very awake now.

But she guessed wrong.

Feng Juntao, who had no God in his eyes, suddenly woke up and shouted at the door: "Stupid girl! Enter! I want to take it!"

The next second, the door was pushed open, and Ren Hong immediately walked in. She didn't dare to say anything anymore. She opened the quilt and started to clean up.

There is no fear of any disgust on your face.

But this obviously couldn't satisfy Feng Juntao. He picked up the rubber hammer in his hand and threw it at Ren Hong.

Wen Jing could not hide it. She could only bear it. Otherwise, the Feng family would come to hold her down and smash her even harder.

"Does my shit smell good? Eat it for me!" Feng Juntao shouted while pounding.

Ren Hong refused to die. She quickly packed up Feng Juntao, turned around and ran out.

Fortunately, Feng Juntao is lame and can't catch up.

He left Feng Juntao's sight and came to the cold and snowy warehouse outside, and washed Feng Juntao's kimchi with cold water. Half of tears and half of hatred on his face.

Fool, even if you fail, how could you not be killed directly!

She looked down at her frostbitten hands and felt pain all over her body. Now, if he didn't die, she would die.

After washing the dirty clothes, Ren Hong quietly walked into the kitchen, carefully inserted the door, and then took out a cloth bag from her arms.

Open the cloth bag, and the cloth bag is still inside. The cloth bag has four or five layers. The last layer is an oil paper bag with some white powder inside.

She carefully took out a little and poured it into a nearby water tank.

The amount is very small. She can't kill people at once. She dares not kill everyone at once.

She didn't know what the impact would be. Anyway, it wasn't good!

Seeing the white powder melting and disappearing in the water tank, Ren Hong took a long breath and a slight smile appeared on her face.

She is the happiest at this moment of the day.

Chen Shuhui didn't see this scene, but she saw what happened before Ren Hong.

She was very happy to see that she was not doing well.

She took back her ability, returned to her room with peace of mind, and slept with her three children.

The next morning, Chen Shuhui was dragged off from bed by Li Lanying to buy New Year's goods.

Li Lanying started to sweep the floor happily again. All kinds of pure cotton fabrics, baby clothes, and blankets will be remade.

There are too many things to see.

"There are so many in China, and they are still very new. If you can't do it, don't do it." Zhao suggested.

"It's okay." Li Lanying was unmoved and said while holding the thing: "His brothers and sisters all have their own clothes and quilts. Why should he (she) clean up what others have left behind? Be careful that he (she) will be sad when he (she) grows up in the future."

“There are so many things…most kids don’t just pick up leftovers from their siblings. They’re all good.”

"Most of my children are not inside!" Li Lanying said without raising her head.

In fact, she just did nothing and expressed her happiness in this way.

Chen Shuhui wanted to persuade her again because she felt it was unnecessary, especially the children's bags were exactly the same

There are now three or dozens of products. Is it fun to fill in the same one?

and Little Clothes. Since Li Lanying saw Chen Shuhui making the same clothes for her family, she has been fascinated. Later, she strongly asked Chen Shuhui to make the same clothes for Sanxiao.

Men and women are occasionally distinguished, and pants become skirts, and occasionally they are not distinguished, but they are the same.

There is no need to do something new. This is her own

Because the child's little clothes are made by himself, she feels that she is very lazy recently. She is too tired and doesn't sit down, sits or stands, and eats.

I used to like handmade products, but now I don't like it anymore. I just want to lie in bed every day.

"It's okay. You don't want to move. I want to take it out and let someone else do it." Li Lanying looked at her and said happily.

Does this baby look like a lazy baby? So cute!
Chapter completed!