Chapter 168

This sound, in lingchi Changhuan heart.

Chang Huan looked at Jiang shaoxun with tears in his eyes: "why did you beat my son?"

Jiang shaoxun's palm is also burning. Now he wants to slap himself. He just doesn't want to kick a patient. His lips are slightly open. As soon as he wants to speak, song Mianmian coughs.

"Changhuan, it's not like this. Don't blame shaoxun. It's me..."

Before Song Mianmian finished speaking, Chang Huan glared at her with a pair of pupils: "shut up, this family has no share of your speech."

Ditiao is the same. Regardless of a patient's injury, she only vent her anger. Changhuan is the same. Did she take his words to heart? Didn't he say that song Mianmian had heart disease? Why can't he treat song Mianmian well?

Song Mianmian is just a patient, but she doesn't even have this compassion.

Jiang shaoxun looked at Changhuan disappointedly. He didn't want to talk to Changhuan. He bent down to support song Mianmian. Song Mianmian's palm was dripping with blood beads. He was distressed and blamed himself: "I'll wipe the medicine for you."

Song Mianmian pushed him away: "no, long party..."

"It's nothing to do with her. Sit down and I'll give you the medicine."

Jiang shaoxun presses song Mianmian on the sofa. Chang Huan watches Jiang shaoxun busy for song Mianmian.

Once upon a time, he broke a cup of hers, and she squatted in front of him like that, picking out the glass slag in his palm, and then bandaging it for him.

Now, he is in front of her, squatting in front of another woman, and gently cleaning up the blood stains for her. Can't he hear her crying? Can't he hear his son cry so dumb?

He can't see her standing here.

Changhuan takes a look at the cup that fell on the ground. The handle of his love cup is also broken. She looks up at the ceiling and forces her tears back.

Take a deep breath, kiss the forehead, gently in the ear said: "baby, don't cry, you still have Mommy."

She holds to throw to throw to go upstairs, Jiang shaoxun for song Mianmian bandage action pause, he turned to see a long Huan's back, haven't shown any emotion in the fundus of the eye, song mianmianmian called him.

"Shaoxun, I'm sorry. I just saw that cup was very beautiful, and I heard from Aunt fan that it was made by you, so I wanted to take a look. I didn't expect such a thing to happen."

"I don't blame you. It's wrong to lose it."

Song Mianmian's heart has a problem. Just now, Diao Diao cried out like that. Fortunately, song Mianmian was not frightened, otherwise he would have a heart attack again. Jiang shaoxun didn't dare to imagine it.

"It's not the children's fault. I shouldn't be here."

Song Mianmian said such words in front of him more than once. Jiang shaoxun frowned and looked serious: "don't say such words in front of me in the future."

Song Mianmian showed a smile: "shaoxun, you are still as good to me as before. It's also my fault that this cup is broken. I also want to apologize to Changhuan. Would you like to accompany me to make another cup? So Chang Huan won't hate me. "

Jiang shaoxun vaguely remembers how bright and joyful Chang Huan's eyes were when he got the cup.

"Don't tell Chang Huan, we'll make it secretly, and then we'll give her a surprise, OK, shaoxun."

Jiang shaoxun didn't recognize song Mianmian's charming meaning. After he bandaged song Mianmian, the servant swept up the fragments of the cup and poured them into the garbage can.

When he looked at the fragments in the garbage can, his heart seemed to fall on the fragments. The scenes of making cups with the child and her were still fresh in his mind. After a long time, he nodded his head. It was not his original intention to smash the favorite things of Changhuan and the child. For the time being, he could only make up for them in this way.

The cry of upstairs lost lost has been small down, he went upstairs.

Song Mianmian looks at the debris on the garbage can. She reaches out to pick up the debris at the bottom of the cup. Oh, there are fingerprints left by them. She throws them into the garbage can again and coughs gently.

She still has to keep fit, otherwise how can she have a baby with Jiang shaoxun in the future?

Song Mianmian is idle and bored. She looks at the parrot. This is the little pet that the child likes. It seems that she has seen it somewhere.

She thought about it carefully. By the way, she had seen several notices about finding parrots on the Internet. She took out her mobile phone to search, compared with the pictures on her mobile phone, and stood up instantly.

The parrot was actually lost by the Shen family. If the Jiang family is a business tycoon in Chengdu and occupies one of the best positions in the country, the Shen family's focus is abroad, but its influence in China is no less than that of the Jiang family.

It's just that the Jiang family has a high profile, while the Shen family has a very low profile.

Is this parrot lost by the Shen family?

Song Mianmian hid this matter in his heart and didn't talk about it to anyone.

Jiang shaoxun goes to the door of Changhuan's bedroom and wants to open it. But her bedroom door is locked. He knocks again and there is no response.

"DIU DIU, aunt Mianmian has a heart problem. You shouldn't shout in front of her today, and you shouldn't kick aunt Mianmian when she falls down. Daddy beat you. I hope you remember that some things shouldn't be done."

"Long Huan, this family has the final say, anyone can speak, you can, it can be continuous."

After Jiang shaoxun finished, he pushed the doorknob again, but it still didn't open. He sighed and turned to leave.

DIU DIU has been lying in Changhuan's arms. Jiang shaoxun's slap makes half of DIU DIU's face swollen. Changhuan painfully applies medicine to DIU DIU.

This is their son. He is so heavy handed. No matter how song Mianmian has heart disease, he can't hurt their children in this way. In the final analysis, song Mianmian's position in his heart is higher than that of her and her children.

It was the first time that he was slapped by someone. He held Changhuan's waist and didn't want to let go. He wiped Changhuan's clothes with his nose and tears.

"Does it hurt to lose it?"

Throw to throw hoarse voice should a: "ache."

With such a word, he began to cry again. Chang Huan coaxed him, but gradually he began to cry. How much strength did he use? Even if song Mianmian was his heart, he had no reason to lose it.

"Mommy, did you do something wrong?"

Chang Huan wiped away his tears and was careful not to touch his swollen face. She also wanted to fight song Mianmian herself, but for the sake of educating her children, Chang Huan shook her head.

"No matter what the reason is, it's wrong to hit people."

He nodded his head as if he knew nothing.

Chang Huan added: "so you have to distinguish right from wrong. If someone forces you, you have to fight back. This is self-defense, but you have to fight back when you are safe."