Seven Zero Jiaojiao was spoiled by the big villain rough man and cried

When I was young, my grandparents and parents were busy with military affairs, and my brothers and sisters were all brought up by Feng Qian.

Feng Wanyin is ten years younger than Feng Qian, and the neighbors joked that Feng Qian is more like her mother.

Xiao Wanyin is ignorant, and she actually called Feng Qian her mother.

Her shallow feelings are the deepest.

Knowing that her favorite elder sister has already left their world, how could she not be heartbroken?

Feng Xichen couldn't hold back the tears either.

In order to find his eldest sister, he traveled all over the world, afraid of affecting his family, he didn't even dare to use his real name.

Now, what I got was the news that she had left.

The only consolation is that she left offspring.

Influenced by them, Wen Jing and Mo Xun secretly wiped the corners of their eyes.

As for Li Han, his expression was as calm as usual.

Seeing the man looking at her all the time, Wen Jing stepped forward and took him into her arms.

She knew that he was just holding on.

His stiff, trembling body, rapid breathing, speak for themselves.

Although he has long passed the age of longing for family affection, his childhood fantasies need to be pinned after all.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have such deep affection for Zheng Qing?

He is a human being with seven emotions and six desires.

I always thought that I was an unwanted child.

How can he remain calm when suddenly faced with relatives whom he hasn't seen for a long time and who show kindness to him?

Wen Jing caressed his back to soothe him.

But he saw a mouthful of blood spat on her body.

"Ahan."

"Brother Han."

Wen Jing was startled, and hurriedly let go of him, let him lean back in the chair, and felt his pulse.

The siblings were terrified.

Feng Xichen shook her hands, threw Feng Wanyin on the ground, climbed forward, followed Mo Xun to the left and right, and squatted beside Li Han.

He wanted to talk about sending people to the hospital, but he thought of going to the doctor quietly and waiting silently.

Mo Xun looked at Wen Jing anxiously, waiting for her news.

Feng Wanyin sat paralyzed on the ground, her palms were covered with sweat, and her back felt chilly.

Pray for the hard-earned nephew, nothing will happen!

After several minutes of checking the pulse, Wen Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

scared her to death.

"Brother Han is depressed, it's okay."

Feng Xichen was still worried, "Then why did he vomit blood?"

Wen Jing had no choice but to tell the siblings about Li Han's previous injury and what happened at Li's house.

"He has longed for family affection since he was a child, and your appearance triggered a fantasy that he had buried in his heart for many years."

"This mouthful of blood is a good thing to get rid of his depression."

Feng Wanyin squinted her dangerous eyes, she was like a Zheng family, she was too deceitful.

She thought of one thing, the eldest sister had a past relationship with that person.

At that time, she was too young to remember clearly, so it seemed that she had to ask.

And that Li family, if she has time, she will go there too.

Dare to bully her nephew, and live impatiently?

Feng Xichen was worried about Li Han's body, "Xiao Jing, what medicine does Xiao Han need for his body, you tell me, I'll find it."

He runs around, knows a lot of people, and has a lot of knowledge. Finding medicinal materials will be easier than Wen Jing.

The eldest sister is gone, and the nephew who was finally found must be well.

Feng Wanyin also echoed, "Yes, Xiao Jing, Second Brother is well-informed, if you need something, just ask."

"Do you have enough money at home? Just wait, I'll send you the money when I get back."

Feng Xichen also decided in her heart that she would give them all the free and available funds.

Wen Jing wanted to say, everyone, it’s really unnecessary, she has a lot of money.

"Uncle, I'm going to ask you to pay the clothes today. After paying the loan, I can make a lot of money, you know."

"Brother Mo and Brother Han's comrades-in-arms, as well as Commander Zheng and my good friend, gave me a lot of money. So, I am not short of money."

Hearing this address, the corners of Feng Xichen's lips curved upwards.

"They belong to them. As an uncle, I should give you money."

However, Feng Wanyin noticed a person's name and asked with a cold expression, "Xiao Jing, is the Commander Zheng you're talking about Zheng Qing?"

Wen Jing only looked at Li Han, not paying attention to her eyes, and replied, "Well, it's Zheng Qing."

"And he also helped me, cheating 5 yuan from his wife. So, I really don't need money."

Mo Xun wanted to say that he didn't bring back the [-] yuan, so he moved his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

She should have a way to get it, right?

What?Zheng Qing helped Xiao Jing pit You Ping?

Feng Wanyin didn't quite believe it, that man would help outsiders cheat his wife, "Really?"

Wen Jing told them the scene in the lounge again, and asked for compliments, "Uncle, aunt, am I smart?"

The siblings looked at each other and smiled, admiring her cleverness.

However, a few days later, Wen Jing still received Feng Wanyin's remittance slip.

Feng Xichen kept his word, and gave all the money he could to Wen Jing.

This is something.

Mo Xun carried Li Han back to the back room, and Wen Jing fed him some spiritual spring water.

In the past two days, she has increased his dosage, two drops a day, and his tolerance is not bad. She plans to increase the dosage in two days.

When relatives get together, wine and food are essential.

Wen Jing has been busy for a long time, making a whole table of hard dishes.

Li Han couldn't eat hard food yet, so Wen Jing cooked a pot of soft and glutinous rice porridge with the stewed chicken soup.

Feng Wanyin's heart ached, "Xiaojing, Xiaohan only eats this, can it guarantee his nutrition?"

Wen Jing took the bowl, decorated it with porridge, and handed it to Feng Wanyin, "You will know after you taste it."

Feng Wanyin obeyed and took a small bite.

Sweet and delicious, with a faint medicinal fragrance, fresh and pleasant, she squinted her eyes comfortably.

Then he took a sip, finished the porridge in the bowl, and sighed unsatisfactorily:

"It's delicious, I've never eaten such delicious porridge."

Wen Jing wanted to say, she used space ingredients, she also dripped Lingquan, and added a section of 300-year-old ginseng, wouldn't it be delicious?

Feng Xichen felt that the taste of rice seemed familiar.