Cannon Fodder Is King

Arc 3.5

When he arrived at the place, Meng Zezhi, who was mentally prepared, fell on his knees with a plop as soon as he entered the house: "Mother."

Recalling the carrion hidden under the quilt in the corner of the ruined temple in my memory, and looking at the small but intact person on the ground, Xiao's nose was sore that he almost shed tears.

Fortunately, she was concerned about the presence of other people, and kept her emotions back in time.

She said slowly: "Get up."

"Yes." Meng Zezhi replied respectfully, then got up from the ground, stood aside, bowed, and did not dare to look directly at Xiao, but said, "How is mother's body better?" There is no lack of concern.

Xiao's mood improved a lot in an instant.

Whatever things are true, it's always the cousin who hasn't had an accident yet, Madam Zheng is still there, she's fine, and An'er is still alive. For her, that's enough.

"It's much better." Xiao Clan said with relief, paused, and then said: "You stand up a little bit and let my mother... I take a good look at you."

She changed her mouth in time, lest she frightened Zhao Yi'an too abruptly.

But even so, the kindness that Xiao Clan showed was still shocked to Grandma Zheng and the maid waiting on the side.

Hearing this, Meng Zezhi paused, and then carefully raised his head to look at Xiao, and found that the other person was also looking at him. His face was red, and he lowered his head in a panic. After a while, Haw moved his steps. Walked to the bed: "Mother."

It can be said that the inner anxiety and restraint are played vividly and vividly.

Looking at Meng Zezhi, who was full of 'small family spirit', Xiao Clan couldn't tell what it was like. She tried her best to maintain a calm tone: "How old are you this year?"

Meng Zezhi replied respectfully: "In reply to my mother, it's twelve."

"On weekdays, food and lodging are still appropriate."

Speaking of this, Xiao Clan's voice stopped abruptly, and she knew exactly what treatment the **** in the backyard was like, not to mention that it was Zhao Yi'an who had no biological mother to take care of him.

When I think of the little **** who wears gold and silver on weekdays and hugs and hugs, I look at her An'er, she doesn't even have a little accessory on the table, I can imagine how much she spends her days. Toughness, my heart can't help but get a layer of sourness.

People are emotional. When you hate someone, you want him to die. People who love someone are afraid that they can't hold everything in front of him.

Without waiting for Meng Zezhi to reply, the Xiao family turned to look at Mother Zheng: "I remember that during the Dragon Boat Festival, there were some satin and satin rewarded by the Queen Empress. They took them out and bought them for the nine young masters. clothes."

Madam Zheng was shocked. Didn't she say that these good silks and satin should be kept for winter to be made into clothes and sent to the world's children?

But she responded respectfully: "Yes."

The heartbeat of the nurse He's was thunderous, and she could naturally think of what Madam Zheng could think of. In the dark, she seemed to see a road to the sky appearing at the feet of her young master.

Just listen to Xiao Clan continuing to say: "You have lived in the east wing these days. If there is anything undesirable, just talk to Shiqin."

With that said, the maid Zhiqin gave Meng Ze a blessing.