“……”


    Ah Rong suddenly felt his body stiff.


    Before she even had time to react, she suddenly felt a whirl in front of her


    After that, he fell straight on his back, fell gently to the ground and lost consciousness.


    "... sister a Rong? Sister?"


    The little steamed stuffed bun she held in her arms was startled by the sudden change. She couldn''t help sitting on her, stretched out her white, tender and chubby little meat hand, and patted her face once and again.


    Little steamed stuffed bun didn''t know that he was sitting on the golden talisman.


    The golden talisman, therefore, began to slowly absorb the spiritual power in his body and quietly transformed into ah Rong''s left atrium.


    At the same time, in a Rong''s subconscious mind, large pieces of memory rushed in like a tide


    "Sister Rong! Woo!..."


    Seeing that ah Rong hadn''t woken up for a long time, the steamed stuffed bun was so frightened that he howled.


    ……


    At night.


    Xiang Xing and Zhong Liyu came home.


    But almost a large family and "people" gathered in the living room with a dignified face.


    Their baby son sat in his grandmother''s arms and cried.


    Ah Rong and Zhong Lijing disappeared.


    Seeing this, Xiang Xing could not help but frown suspiciously and asked softly, "what happened?"


    "... woo woo, Mommy!!"


    When the steamed stuffed bun heard mommy''s voice, he couldn''t help but excite his spirit. He jumped down from Shi Qin''s arms and threw it at Xiang Xing.


    She hugged her calf and cried, "I, my sister ah Rong, sat dead..."


    "... ah?"


    Xiang Xing''s face was covered with a circle.


    no


    How could a Rong be killed by her baby... In the shape of a Rong''s soul, she took out a pair of scissors and cut her into several sections. She can recover by herself.


    Thinking, she couldn''t help raising her soft eyes and looked at the man on her side.


    At the bottom of the man''s eyes, there was the same doubt as her and shook his head.


    He thought for a while and couldn''t help but look at Shi Qin: "what''s going on?"


    "We wouldn''t sit here if we knew."


    Shi Qin reluctantly spread out his hand and pushed his chin toward the door of Zhong Lijing upstairs. "Your eldest brother is healing her, and he won''t let us go in."


    "... so."


    Zhong Li''s eyebrows frowned deeper.


    Amber eyes shook slightly for a while. He seemed to think of something and raised his eyebrows slightly.


    Immediately bent down and picked up the crying steamed stuffed bun.


    He reached out and brushed it gently on the fat butt pier.


    But for a moment, Xiang Xing saw that his eyes were bright, and he lightly hooked the Fei lips.


    "Mom, you don''t have to worry."


    The man smiled and looked at the closed door. "Compared with this, you should hurry to make a pot of perfect tonic Soup for brother."


    "... ah?"


    Not only Shi Qin, but also the ghosts in the whole room were stunned.


    But when he saw that Zhong Lixuan sent the steamed stuffed bun biting his finger back to Xiang Xinghuai, he suddenly raised his hand and clenched his fist and squeezed it a few times.


    The tone of voice was too kind, "he used my son to save his wife. His little abacus is very smart..."


    ……


    [end of Fan Wai!]


    [next level forecast: ancient saying, astrology predicts that the little National Teacher X will not believe in the evil general]


    [I''m so afraid you''re leaving, whining, don''t go, okay]