The heart-wrenching crying is the most infectious. Even Sun Simiao, a heartless person, feels a little uncomfortable.

Ma Dalan in the room stopped Song Chunlai from going out:&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"His uncle, let the fourth wife cry. She feels uncomfortable! Be considerate of her!"

Song Chunlai sat back decadently.

Before he came, he discussed with his wife how to face his younger sister, but when he saw his brother-in-law stealing his own son for ordering snacks, he saw his younger sister regardless of her husband's beating for food.

The guilt in his heart had reached its peak.

Although the city is also bitter, it is definitely not that far.

How did my little sister live these ten years?

Why did the aggrievance in the crying make his nose so sour?

"It's really not necessary if you want to compensate her! It's too late!"

It was too late to say that Song Chunlai could not say anything.

yes!

Too late!

My little sister missed too many times.

Seeing that Sun Simiao was crying too much, she started to hiccup, but not comforting, but horror.

What did she do?

Isn't this a happy thing?

"Well, mom, are you as for it? Then if you hear that Liu Yuhong has a crush on her uncle, but her uncle looks down on her, before coming, my aunt and grandma fight Liu Yuhong and Liu Yuhong's biological mother, completely cutting off the possibility of her and her uncle. Are you going to commit suicide?"

Song Dongxue:...

Is this my own daughter?

Can you speak?

Finally, I cried so much that I hiccupped for a long time.

"You didn't lie to me?"

Sun Simiao nodded.

At this moment, Song Dongxue started to laugh again.

Cry and laugh!
Chapter completed!