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Chapter five hundred and seventh stab wound

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Cui Wei didn't care about that little money. In fact, she had enough money to buy as much as one million taels of silver. After selling salt, Nie Qiuran gave her a full one million taels of silver as private money. Now she was not unable to save Yang's family, but she was afraid that after saving Yang, a series of troubles would follow one after another. If the silver was spent comfortably, she was afraid that she would not get it well in the end and not be disliked by others. In the end, she might have to be angry and bear another burden that she could never get rid of. When she thought of this, Cui Wei's mouth twitched. Seeing Cui Jinghuai gritting her teeth in front of her, she had already raised her and slapped her and slapped her.

"Stop beating." Lin and others hurriedly rushed up and squeezed Cui Jinghuai away, and pulled Luo, who was lying on the ground, and then said, "What if he beat someone up? There is still one sleeping in the house. Do you want to beat your wife to sleep on the bed before you are happy?" Lin scolded Cui Jinghuai with some dissatisfaction. She was really angry now. The Cui family has not had peace in the past few years. Sometimes it makes people fuss and make people feel panic and exhausted. I don't know what bad luck my youngest son has had in recent years. There are accidents one after another. Now Yang is already in bed and has no money to treat him. If Cui Jinghuai also beats someone like this, what's the point of hitting Luo? Isn't it also going to have to spend money to treat him?

"You ask him to beat me to death!" Luo's face now had a blue seal. Although he had just been beaten, you can imagine that if she continues to do this, her face will definitely be blue tomorrow morning. Her face is red and swollen, and the marks on her fingers are still very obvious. She looked excited at this moment, and she was pulled by Lin and others. She couldn't help but struggle and almost pulled Lin, who was helping her, to the ground and lay down: "Don't worry about me, I'm not alive at home anymore, so I don't want to be a slave for that dead ghost Cui Jingzhong!"

Cui Jinghuai, who had been a little calmer, was furious when he heard this. Seeing that Lin was almost dragged down, he was about to rush forward to beat Luo again.

No matter what grudges Cui Wei had with Luo before, whether it was bothering her or hating her, she felt a little sympathetic to her when she saw her like this. There was a mess outside, and Cui Shifu and others pulled Cui Jinghuai to prevent him from beating his wife. Nie Qiuran was afraid that these gods would suffer after fighting and waiting for her show to suffer, so she stood far away: "I can't watch it anymore. If we don't watch it, we will go back. We will come back all the way, and we are exhausted."

"What you want to see is what you want to see." Cui Shifu hugged his son and threw it aside. He first smiled at Nie Qiuran, and then widened his eyes resentfully at Cui Jing: "What are you doing? If you want to hit your wife again, what should I do? Will your mother still look at you? Where can I get more money to treat people at that time?" As he finished speaking, he calmed down at his son, then threw Cui Shifu aside. He walked to Nie Qiuran and his wife, first glanced at Cui Wei, and then said:

"I haven't seen you for a few years. I feel relieved when I see Wei'er's life is good now." Cui Shifu said this and he was sincere, but Cui Wei knew that if the Cui family had something to do, they would still be the only one who could find him. Although it didn't cost much money, it would be a small task for her now. But if Yang and others have a little gratitude after raising these people, then forget it. Cui Wei doesn't want to worry about it, but if she does not want to give it to her, she will suffer after spending money, and Cui Wei is a little reluctant.

"Go away, dad." Cui Wei sighed, and after a while, she nodded to Cui Shifu, who was a little nervous. She spoke like this, which made Cui Shifu, who was afraid of being rejected, immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone around her started to speak in words, and even Lin was so moved that she couldn't help crying. She said, "Okay, you know that no matter how bad she is, she is your mother. She doesn't care about her mother's uglyness, and her family doesn't care about her poverty. Look, let her go with peace of mind."

Cui Wei didn't make any more noise. While pulling Nie Qiuran, she followed Cui Shifu into the room. As soon as she entered the door, there was a sour smell, which was very pungent and moist. Cui Wei hadn't smelled like this for a long time. There were many servants serving her at home, so it was impossible for such a smell to appear. Therefore, when she smelled the cold, she frowned first, and almost couldn't breathe. She took a tight breath and held it in her mouth.

"Your mother was muttering about you after she was injured." Cui Shifu said while leading Cui Wei into the house. Yang's place where she slept now was not the room she lived in before. When Cui Wei walked past that place, she leaned over and saw that it was gloomy inside, but there was no light at all at night. The door was half open, and a smell of urine came from inside, which was extremely quiet. The open door was like a black skeleton. Cui Wei turned her head and looked at it, and Luo's voice behind her sounded: "Hmph, this is where the cripple lived. But she drove her parents to the corner. She was such a good son, not only a lame, but also fierce and evil."

As soon as she spoke like this, Cui Jinghuai looked at her as a warning. Luo did not admit defeat and glared back: "What, I'm right, you have the ability to beat me to death! Otherwise, I would say this every day!"

When Cui Jinghuai heard this, he immediately became imposing. It turned out that he was afraid of being arrogant and being afraid of being desperate.

Cui Wei did not make any noise. Cui Shifu was willing to take his son back and live with him. The room was quiet. If it weren't for Luo's words, Cui Wei wouldn't have seen anyone in the room. Cui Wei was too lazy to take a look, so she walked directly to the place with the lights on. Yang had lived in the room where Cui Jingzhong and his brothers lived in the past. She was lying on the bed of the broken table with a dirty tent hanging on her head. Her face was pale and she was as thin as a small ball. She could not tell her former strong appearance. Her cheekbones were very high and her face was bright and white, as if she was swollen. Her mouth was half open, and her eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily. Just looking at her breathing look, she knew that she was extremely painful.

At this moment, Yang's body was covered with a sky-blue-washed quilt, which made her face look whiter.

"Your mother has never lived a good life with me in her life. She is a bit pissy, not good, but even worse, it is for me and your brothers." Cui Shifu stood behind Cui Wei and opened his head quietly. While walking a few steps, Cui Wei only felt that the light was blocked by his figure first, and finally lit up again. Cui Shifu walked to the bed, took a handkerchief placed on the stool and wet it a little, and wiped it gently on Cui Wei's lips twice, wiped the foam that came out of Yang's mouth when he was panting heavily. Then he put his hand into the quilt and grabbed Yang's hand and gently pinched her for her.

No matter how much Cui Wei doesn't like Yang, how much he complains about Cui Shifu's anger comes up every time. Soon after, he goes down and turns around Yang again. Although he has complained about Cui Shifu's character in the past, when he sees him taking care of Yang, Cui Wei feels a little sad and silent.

For a moment, the room was crowded with people, but there was no sound at all. Only Yang's heavy breathing sound and Wu's tears at the door were heard.

"But, is my Sanlang back?" Suddenly, Yang's mouth on the bed called out a fine call, but his eyelids did not open, but his breathing became much faster: "Sanlang, Sanlang..." She shouted, while lifting her hand and fumbled around in the air for a few times, and kept calling Sanlang, but she had never called Cui Wei's name at all. Lin and others were a little embarrassed, and Cui Jinghuai's face also turned purple and looked at Cui Wei and said, "I was calling your name a few days ago..."

Yang was calling Cui Wei's name, and he couldn't help but believe it. As soon as Cui Jinghuai's words fell, she started to shout: "Cui Wei, have you come back? Let her take care of the family, give money, study, and use it at home..." Sure enough, she called Cui Wei's name, but when she thought about seeing her daughter when she was dying, she was thinking about dying and having someone come to make a cow and horse for her. Cui Wei sneered, Cui Jinghuai, who had just said, suddenly turned red, and Lin was also embarrassed. Cui Shifu couldn't raise his head, so he quickly patted Yang's arm and said: "Ashu, wake up quickly, your daughter is back, come back to see you, Ashu..."

"She is a little unconscious these days. She wakes up very little. Weier, don't bother with her..." Cui Shifu looked embarrassed and stared at Cui Wei, looking at him at a little helpless. Cui Wei sneered. She had expected such a result, and she was not surprised. When she heard Cui Shifu say this, she smiled: "What she wants to see is not me. Since that's the case, I will go back."

When Wu heard this, he was a little anxious and hurriedly pulled Lin: "In-law."

Lin immediately understood what she meant, sighed and waved to Cui Wei. Cui Wei just pretended not to see it, and Lin was also helpless, so she had to come over and say to Cui Wei, "Wei'er, you are grown up now, you are all mothers, you should know your mother's painstaking efforts."
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