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    Chapter 11

    Su Xiaoxiao previous life Born in a first-tier city in the 1990s, because of his good family background, the family background of his classmates and friends are also good.

    It was not until went to college that met many students who came out of the countryside to go to college, but at that time, the differences between cities and towns were not so great, and the living conditions in the rural areas in some areas were even better than those in the cities.

    So her impression of rural children mainly comes from a certain short video platform. Sometimes it is sad to browse left-behind children, but she prefers to browse those white, fat, cute human cubs with blood on your face. She tries In one breath, swiped hundreds of videos of a certain human cub eating every day and wish to continue.

    The most real impression of the village is that of the children in Sujia Village. It is common to see no meat for several months, but potatoes, sweet potatoes, cassava and other coarse grains are still full. They go out to the sun every day, and their skin is not white. Although there is no white fat human cub with pink toot, it is still very cute and clever like Dabao Xiaobao.

    The clothes of the two children in Hancheng were covered with patches, and they were so dirty that they looked like they had just rolled around in the garbage.

    Hancheng is holding the shriveled cabbage in his arms, no, the cabbage is white, this cub is full of snot, don't know what is on it, the whole face is black and dirty, only thin The next two big eyes with no air!

    It's no better to hold the one in his hand. When he walks, his right leg is still a little lame, and his eyes are full of defenses against the world. This is definitely not the look a five-year-old should have.

    Those who didn't know thought that these were two beggars who had just been devastated from the garbage heap. These were definitely not the human cubs that Su Xiaoxiao imagined!

    She thought that the baby in the city couldn't be worse than Little Bao at least, right?

    Su Xiaoxiao wanted to cry inexplicably. Anyway, haven't received the certificate yet. Is it too late to regret it now?

    But looking at the two cubs, Su Xiaoxiao felt very sad again. In fact, the two cubs looked like Hancheng, and their facial features were not bad at all, but didn't know why they were raised like this.

    It's no wonder that Zhao Xianfeng just said that Hancheng's wife was full of righteous indignation. With such a good cub raised, who doesn't want to beat someone who doesn't feel uncomfortable?

    Zhao Xianfeng scolded Sheng Niang, his eyes bursting with fire:

    "Hancheng, are these rice balls and beanbags?!" Zhao Xianfeng looked hard to believe.

    Damn it! The two sons of the Hancheng family are beautiful and cute. Who doesn't want to sneak home and raise them in the army compound? He was fine when he left last year, how did he turn into this ghost in just one year?

    Hancheng's handsome face is as cold as frost, so naturally he won't answer his questions, so Zhao Xianfeng can't be blamed, his biological father can't even recognize his biological son.

    If it wasn't illegal to kill, he would have chopped up the poisonous woman up ten-thousand times by a thousand blades.

    "Hancheng, you can't leave without saying it clearly!" Zhou Cuihua caught up and pulled Hancheng's clothes.

    The rice ball subconsciously shrank into Hancheng's arms.

    Su Xiaoxiao sighed, came over and stretched out his arms to take away the cub in Hancheng's arms. Now it's ugly to be ugly. The foundation is not bad. If you keep it slowly, you will always be cute, but dirty is really dirty. It won't last forever. No matter how hot, he smelled sour.

    The one-year-old cub can't speak yet, let Su Xiaoxiao hold it, his big eyes are blank, his eyes are very empty, he glances at Su Xiaoxiao expressionlessly, then lowers his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly , two small claws with black nails tangled together nervously.

    Su Xiaoxiao's heart was broken, and she didn't care about the dirty little cub. She pressed his little head on his shoulder and stroked his back lightly: "I'm a new mother, the baby is not afraid."

    Poor little cub, don't have autism.

    The rice ball suddenly broke free from Hancheng's hand and kicked Su Xiaoxiao, crying and yelling at her: "Bad woman put down my brother, my brother won't sell to you, woo woo woo woo, dad, don't sell my brother, woo woo woo …”

    Hancheng hadn't had time to introduce Su Xiaoxiao to the onigiri who had already remembered, and hurriedly bent over to restrain his eldest son who suddenly broke out and picked him up: "Rigitte calm down! Her name is Su Xiaoxiao, she is the new mother your father found for you, she is very good, Not a bad woman."

    The rice ball cried even more sadly, "woo woo woo, dad, I don't want a new mother, I want to go home, woo woo woo..."

    Hancheng was arrogant. When he was on the battlefield, he was interrupted by the enemy with three ribs, and he did not snort, nor did he shed a single tear. At this moment, the bloody man standing on the subway was red-eyed.

    "It's alright, the man doesn't cry, Dad will take you and your brother home."

    Su Xiaoxiao cried directly, what's the matter?

    Zhou Cuihua still pulled Hancheng's clothes and said, "You can't go, the alimony didn't make it clear that you can't go!"

    Damn, make good children into this virtue, but he is still willing to control Hancheng for support?

    Zhao Xianfeng is not a good stalker. The identity of his wife puts Hancheng on the moral high ground. He has nothing to do with this poisonous woman.

    Zhao Xianfeng stepped forward and pushed the person aside, gritted his teeth and said, "You fucking haunted Hancheng to send your child here, and you have to take most of Hancheng's salary every month to raise his son like this. Are you too embarrassed to care about him asking for alimony? Who the fuck are you? Have you supported him for a day? Are you a fucking person?"

    If Zhou Cuihua were a man, Zhao Xianfeng would have swung his fist at him, this poisonous woman!

    No wonder Hancheng was so anxious to marry a wife and pick up the child.

    Zhou Cuihua said straightforwardly, "What happened to the child? Isn't this good? Anyway, I don't care, you have to pick up the child, and the maintenance of the maintenance is not less!"

    Zhao Xianfeng: "Are you ill? Did you give birth to Hancheng? You went online for a few days after you lived there? Don't you have a son? If you're crazy about money, won't your son want it?"

    Zhao Xianfeng knew how she treated Hancheng back then.

    Zhou Cuihua stretched his face: "I don't care, he taught by my man, lived in our house, and called my man to sound a godfather. Is my son obliged to raise me? I help him bring the child as a humanity. It is reasonable, I say so everywhere, it takes up everywhere! "

    Zhao Xianfeng is about to be mad at this unreasonable bitch, he doesn't even know how to write the word "li"!

    "Hancheng, let's go to the hospital to check the injury and then the police station. We have to sue this woman to abuse the child.

    Su Xiaoxiao's life was not so angry. She just touched the hand of the bean bag, and her bones seemed to be folded. She opened her clothes and had different degrees of bruises. She was shivering now!

    Hancheng looked at the blue and purple on his younger son's back, pursed his lips and reached out to lift his older son's clothes.

    The rice ball groaned: "Dad, it hurts."

    The rice ball is the same blue and purple, the old and the new alternate, shocks the eye, astonishes the heart.

    Han Cheng blushed, clenched his back molars and wanted to pull out Zhao Xianfeng's gun and blow her head, turned around and grabbed Zhou Cuihua's collar, roaring: "Zhou Cuihua, don't think I'm really scared of you, who the hell will give it to you? Brave my son!"

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