madam is a squeamish

Think of the pink quilt, and the carpet in the house.

"Is the carpet in my room laid by my uncle?" Even though he knew the facts, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

Mingmiao clicked his tongue, "All these years, your uncle still does things like this, only doing things but not talking.

If it is said to be bad to others, I believe it, but only you, he will not be bad to you.

You don't know how much he dotes on your mother when your mother is here, he is a crazy lover of sisters.

Aiwujiwu, he treats you better than his useless son. "

Hearing Mingmiao's words, Xiaoyouzi thought of falling into a trap that day.

In this way, her uncle also came to look for her on purpose.

Thinking of Ming Lai's face warms my heart.

With Mingmiao's arrival, there was an extra watcher on rotation, and everyone felt a lot more relaxed.

After the rain, the sky cleared, but the rain on the eaves was still dripping.

Little Grapefruit had nothing to do, staring at the few drops.

Qing Huan, who took care of Mrs. Ming, passed by.

"Miss Yuzu, what's so interesting about the rain, beware of gonorrhea."

In the past few days, she took care of Mrs. Ming in front of Mrs. Ming, and gradually became acquainted with Mrs. Ming's servants.

"Aunt Qinghuan, what are you doing?"

Qing Huan was holding some tea, "For some reason, this tea was ruined by ants, so I threw it away.

The old lady is not in good health, but she can't drink these. "

After walking for a while, Xiaoyouzi came back to her senses.

The tea leaves are not sweet, so why do the ants gather to lick and carry them?
So he followed, "Aunt Qinghuan, let me throw it away. Just in time, I have to go back."

Taking the things in her hand, she took a look, "Grandma seems to like drinking this tea very much, I often see it when I come here."

"No, I've finished drinking the last time.

It was Miss Mingshan who said that she brought some from the Zheng family, and she didn't like to drink it, so she gave it to the old lady. "

"You said this tea was sent by Ming Shan?"

"Yes, I saw that day, and she made it herself for the old lady to drink.

The old lady also said a few words to her, saying that she should be more generous and don't always care about the little ones. "

After receiving the tea, Xiaoyuzi didn't throw it away. Instead, she quietly went to Dr. Jack under the pretext of inquiring about Mrs. Ming's condition.

Dr. Jack studied it for half a day, then rushed out excitedly holding the broken tea leaves, "It's the same, the same poison."

His eyes turned cold, and he snorted coldly in his heart: Mingshan is playing a trick of yelling and catching a thief.

"At such a young age, Ming Shan's mind is vicious, so it's fine to attack his grandmother.

In order to remove the suspicion, he dared to poison himself. "

Xiaoyouzi, "I think she didn't dare, that's why there are traces to follow.

A chronic poison does not take effect until a certain dose is reached.

But she didn't dare to take such a big risk, so she only ate a little bit, and pretended to be poisoned to call for help. "

An Jingchi, "This can also explain why Mr. Jack said that day that she was not deeply poisoned and would wake up soon.

But just for this alone, she also has an excuse to evade it, saying that someone deliberately made a mess of putting the tea in it, and she was framed without knowing it. "

Xiaoyouzi then explained her plan, "As long as this person who buys drugs can be caught and stripped down layer by layer, it will be difficult for her to deny it."

An Jingchi was a little relieved to hear what she had done.

His daughter is very smart.

It seems that even if he is gone in the future, she will be safe from bullying.

Mrs. Ming's illness has dragged on for several days, and it seems that there is no good news.

Ming Shan felt a lot more relaxed, he was hanging grapes one by one, lying on the rocking chair, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Old woman, old woman, you can't blame me for this. Who made you so partial?

With so many things, you would rather give it to an outsider than to your own, what a great irony! "