The wicked girl of the farm gate is a group pet

Chapter 147 My mother's heart is like a snake and a scorpion
"Su Zhongxian is a bully!"

"Get out of Xinghua Village!"

"How could Lizheng let this man who stabbed someone with a knife in our Xinghua Village..."

From that day of that month, when his future was buried in the academy, he was surrounded by disgusted and hated eyes, such dictating disgust and condemnation.

For a long time, no one has spoken comforting words in his ears.

Su Zhongxian looked sideways at Su Cao, touched her warm smile, and felt mixed emotions in his heart.

Without grass, he would have died in the frontier, right?
Without Cao'er, he probably has no nostalgia for this world, and has already left with the old man.

Without her, he could barely survive.

with her...

When there are many scars, she is by her side.

Standing in front of him at Fuxiangji Restaurant, pulling his hand away outside Jinyi Pavilion, sitting on Shen Laizi's boat, she silently stood by his side.

Now, she was starving and sat with him on the broken fence.

The girl clasped the hand on his shoulder, as if she wanted to inject a kind of strength into his body.

Su Zhongxian was relieved at this moment: "Cao'er, it's good to have you!"

"Yeah, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Su Cao patted his shoulder with a little more strength, her eyes gleaming in the dark night: "Father, with me here, no one will dare to bully you in the future..."

Having confirmed the deal with Yan Ke Lai, Shen Yue'e is full of energy.

In order to solve the problem of the supply of pickled bamboo shoots, she followed her second brother to the bamboo forest of the Shen family to direct people to dig bamboo shoots.

Taoist Xiaoyao was giving morning lessons to the little Taoist boys, and Su Cao found the bamboo lake pavilion while she was free.

It's spring and the weather is warm.

Ji Mo, who was practicing sword, saw Su Cao appearing, and glanced at Ye Qi, who was watching by the side.

Ye Qi disappeared into the bamboo forest in a flash, climbed over the wall and entered Changqing Temple, and when Su Cao entered the pavilion, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone he took were also placed on the stone table, and he retreated outside the bamboo forest with interest.

"The sky and the earth are yellow, the universe is prehistoric..."

Su Cao inkstone is good at ink, Ji Mo wrote eight big characters on the rice paper, and then looked at Su Cao, meaning to ask her if she noticed how to start and fall, and could she write?
Su Cao nodded, then shook her head again.

Jimo looked at her puzzled.

She was depressed and said: "I don't want to write these big characters, I want Mrs. Ji to write, the thread in the hands of the loving mother, and the clothes on the wanderer's body, before leaving, I am afraid that I will return later!"

Ji Mo looked at her thoughtfully for a while.

After hesitating for a moment, as she said, she wrote down these few lines of poems on the rice paper, and then handed the pen to Su Cao.

"loving mother……"

After writing the two characters, Su Cao looked at the ink on the rice paper and smiled absently: "Master Ji, do all mothers in the world treat their children with compassion?"

Her clear and bright eyes suddenly seemed to be covered with a thick layer of fog that could not be removed.

This made Jimo feel awkward, so he nodded after thinking for a while.

Her scumbag father has experienced many betrayals, like a solitary boat in the vast ocean, unable to survive in the wind and waves.

In front of him who is so fragile and sensitive, as his daughter, she should be strong and give him strength.

But because Ji Mo couldn't speak, once in front of him, Su Cao no longer had to pretend to be strong, and showed her most vulnerable side in front of him.

"No, that's not the case."

Su Cao put down her brush and said in a low voice, "My mother has a heart like a snake and a scorpion."

That woman really has a heart like a snake and a scorpion.

But not to her alone!
When she said such words, Ji Mo looked at her in shock, and his lips twitched.

(End of this chapter)