Three-year-old Little Dragon: I'm the Pampered Darling in the Villain's House

Chapter 430 Song Zhaopai Shitstick
It is still summer now, and the weather is still a bit sultry at night. The light rain falls. Yuanbao immediately ran towards the wing where Xingxing was. When he left, several dog paws stepped on the big door in a prepared manner. On Hei's turtle shell... Da Hei was so angry that he followed behind and kept spitting at Yuan Bao.

In the wing room, before Song Weiguo and the others walked in, they smelled a faint smell of blood.

What caught his eye was Xingzi leaning on the bed vomiting blood. The two handkerchiefs Xingxing handed over were already dyed red, which looked very scary.

"Grandpa!" As soon as he saw Song Zhao coming in, Xingxing immediately opened his little arms towards Song Zhao.

Song Zhao calmly picked up his good granddaughter, touched Xingxing's head, and said calmly: "Keep vomiting, it will be good if you vomit it out. She has been fed poison, it will be bad if you don't vomit it." Woolen cloth."

"Is that so?" Xingxing looked at it in confusion, feeling that this scene was very scary, and it felt like Sister Xingzi was going to vomit all the blood.

"It's true that you don't study normally." Song Zhao nodded. When he saw Xingxing kicking his short legs, he put him on the kang and went out to brew herbal medicine.

Seeing Yuanbao and Dahei squatting at the door, Song Zhao turned back to Xingxing and said, "Stop crying, don't let it rain at night."

As soon as Song Zhao opened his mouth, Xingxing immediately started wiping his tears with his sleeves and sat on the side with a chubby ball.

"Xingzi, it's okay. Don't be afraid. You'll be fine after you take the medicine." Mrs. Song gently patted Xingzi's back while Jiang Wan was looking for candied fruits for her.

The warm concern of the Song family made Xingzi relax a lot.

Song Zhao's efficiency was always relatively high. She finished the medicine in a short while. When he came in with the medicine, he happened to meet Xingzi's light blue eyes when she raised her head. Xingzi subconsciously He wanted to avoid Song Zhao's eyes, but Song Zhao had already spoken: "Girl, do you still remember what happened to your father?"

Xingzi was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and spoke in a rustling voice: "My mother said that my father is dead." She seemed not to be on guard against the Song family.

"Dead?" Song Zhao hummed, "It's okay to be dead."

When Mrs. Song heard this, she kicked Song Zhao: "How did you say that?"

"Don't go back to your uncle's place. We will find a way to bring you the jade pendant your mother left for you." Seeing Xingzi's timid look, Mrs. Song patted her gently on the back.

Xingxing leaned there holding the quilt and obediently lowered her head and drank the medicine.

Xingxing poked her little head curiously and asked, "How do you bring out the jade pendant for Sister Xingzi?"

"This is something adults should consider." Mrs. Song glared at her: "What are you trying to do with Yuanbao and the others! Don't let your mother worry!"

Xingxing puffed up her cheeks and walked toward Song Weiguo on her chubby short legs. She said in a sweet voice, "Only grandma is worried, isn't daddy worried?"

"Your dad is worried about his pocketbook!" Song Zhao started to act like a troublemaker.

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Song Zhao rarely goes out recently. Most of the time he stays at home to help Mrs. Song, not letting her work too hard.

However, because of Xingzi's illness, he still had to run outside to get medicine.

On this day, early in the morning, he took Song Jichen and Li Chengqian with a basket on his back to dig herbs in the mountain. As soon as they reached the halfway point of the mountain, the three of them were surrounded by a group of men in black...

(End of this chapter)