“The horse goes down… Sun, fire cannons across the mountain.”
Luo Xiaohu smiled, “You don’t understand this.”
“The horse goes down… Sun?”
Miao Cuihua’s cheeks were red, her breathing became messy, and her chest was fluttering violently.
With this sentence, she could make a decision, and Luo Xiaohu thought 100% more… understood.
Tonight, even if there is hail, you cannot fail and you must make a breakthrough.
I applied the soap and was about to flush it, when a heavy knock on the door suddenly sounded.
A thunderous sound rang out of the door: “Cuihua, open the door, I am your father.”
“I’m going to die.”
Miao Cuihua was so angry that she wanted to kill people. Last time it was Miao Shouyin, and this time it was Miao Guangrong.
“Some things will be faced sooner or later. It is not a solution.”
Luo Xiaohu stroked her hair: “Don’t worry, open the door boldly, I’m here.”
“Huzi, I’m sorry, I’ve caused you trouble again.”
Miao Cuihua quickly put on her small equipment and went to the stove to get a kitchen knife.
Back to the main hall, I opened the door, like a female yaksha, looking at Miao Guangrong coldly.
But after seeing Miao Guangrong’s old face clearly, Miao Cuihua was stunned again.
In her memory, Miao Guangrong was so lively that she couldn’t even catch up with her dog.
Now Miao Guangrong has grown a lot older, with a haggard face, and has lost several circles of weight and is about to deform.
Under the light, the thin face looked sallow, a bit like a refugee.
“What’s wrong? Do you want to kill me?”
Miao Guangrong’s old face darkened, and he looked at Miao Cuihua coldly: “You have the courage, I won’t resist.”
“Dad, stop joking, let’s talk about it later.”
Miao Shouyin gestured to the follower and helped Miao Guangrong into the main hall.
“Are you sick?”
No matter what, Miao family’s blood was always flowing on her body. Miao Cuihua put down the kitchen knife and poured two glasses of water.
Looking at the old father’s haggard appearance, she felt uncomfortable.
“You still have the face to say it.”
Miao Shouyin sneered: “After you got married, you never care about our life or death, and you can’t hide in your leisure alone.”
“Stop talking.”
Miao Guangrong sighed and said the reason: “I have a headache and can’t sleep at night.”
“How long has it been?”
Not to mention people of their age, even young people can’t stand it if they often can’t sleep.
“It’s almost a month. Sometimes I can sleep for an hour or two, and sometimes I just sniff for a while.”
Guangrong kept sighing: “Sometimes the pain is so painful that I can’t stand it. I really want to buy a pack of rat medicine to relieve my relief.”
“Wait a minute.”
Miao Cuihua felt that she was being surrounded: “Forcing me to marry Tian Cuzi, what does it have to do with your illness?”
“His family has a secret recipe passed down from ancestors, saying that it can cure my headache.”
Miao Guangrong looked at Miao Cuihua with all her eyes: “Cuihua, I can’t stand it anymore, please help me.”
“If you tell the truth, I can help you. Acupuncture twice can cure your old habits.”
Miao Cuihua sneered: “You really think I’m stupid? If you are so childish, you won’t believe it.”
“Cuihua, since you don’t know how to be ruthless, you can’t blame me for being cruel and not thinking about the father-daughter relationship.”
The bitter plan failed, Miao Guangrong stopped pretending and made a gesture: “Catch her and send it to the Tian family overnight.”
“I understand.”
Four big and thick followers rushed into the main hall like wolves and tigers.