I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Xu Manhua used up almost all of her strength to say this word.

Finally, Xu Ayu, wearing an apron, bent down, carried the person on his back and walked out of the alley.

"Ah Miao, go get my thick cotton coat and fill the pot with some of the soup and food."

Wei Miao turned around and went into the house.

As for Xu Manhua, their family could not just stand by and watch.

Regardless of whether Xu Manhua did it intentionally or unintentionally, the one hundred yuan meal money she gave helped the Wei family get through the most difficult period.

When Wei Miao turned around, he caught a glimpse of Li Xiaoya, who seemed to be frightened and absent-minded.

There was a slap mark on Wu Ziyang's face, and he stared blankly at the pool of blood on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wei Ada called all the children back home. He patted each of them on the head and muttered to himself for a while before saying:

"Don't watch it, it may give you nightmares."

After saying this, he muttered:

"These two people seemed so gentle in the past, how could they do such a thing? It will bring bad luck to them!"

After saying this, Wei Ada filled a thermos bucket with the chicken soup from the pot and said earnestly:

"Ah Miao, Miss Xu helped us before. It's not easy for Dad to intervene in this matter. Take the chicken soup and go see if your mom can help you."

Wei Miao nodded. When she went back to the house to change clothes, she saw the wet Ali squatting outside her nest with something in front of her.

Wei Miao looked down and saw that it was the plum blossom bronze medal that was thrown out from Li Xiaoya.

Wei Miao bent down, picked it up, took a look at it, suppressed all the thoughts in his mind, turned around and put the thing back into the secret compartment in the wall.

Ahri lowered his head and licked his paws, seeming to be very dissatisfied with his dirty appearance.

"I'll give you a bath when I get back."

"Meow~~~"

When Wei Miao was carrying the chicken soup out, he happened to meet Li Xiaoya. She looked dazed, as if she was frightened by what had just happened.

"Miss Li!"

Wei Miao called her politely.

Li Xiaoya looked up at Wei Miao, then at the lunch box in her hand, opened her mouth, and finally sighed, then turned and walked towards her room.

When Wei Miao reached the door, Li Xiaoya suddenly called her and asked softly:

"Ah Miao, did you pick up anything?"

Wei Miao thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I have been at home these days."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Li Xiaoya seriously and said:

"Miss Li, you lost something, do you want me to help you find it?"

Li Xiaoya waved her hands and forced a smile, "It's possible that she lost it when she was out playing."

Wei Miao saw her close the door, so he picked up his things and turned to leave.

At the entrance of the clinic, Xiao Ding saw Wei Miao coming and said with a smile:

"Ah Miao, why are you here in such a cold weather?"

Wei Miao looked at Xiao Ding, who had grown taller, and asked him, "Where are my mother and the female patient who was just brought in?"

Xiao Ding said, "She was bleeding heavily and was sent to a nearby large hospital. Nong's mother also went there. She asked me to tell you to go home early."

"I have to go to the hospital to give money to my mother." Wei Miao muttered softly.

Xiao Ding said, "No need, my uncle gave your mother 200 yuan, which is enough."

After listening to this, Wei Miao gave the chicken soup in his hand to Xiao Ding as a snack for them.

Xiao Ding happily accepted it, "Thank you, Miao."

After Wei Miao found out which hospital it was, he prepared to take a rickshaw directly there.

"Ding~" When the car horn sounded, Lu Pingsheng poked his head out of the driver's seat.

"If it's not a festival, what are you doing outside?" he asked.

Wei Miao saw that it was him, and said, "Brother Lu, what can I do for you?"

Lu Pingsheng could not tell anything from her expression, so he did not answer and said directly:

"boarding."

Wei Miao got in the car and said, "Let's go to Guangji Hospital."

Lu Pingsheng didn't ask why and drove away directly.

Wei Miao looked at the deserted streets, with the occasional rickshaw rushing past, and his mood was not very good.

"What happened?" Lu Pingsheng asked.

Wei Miao told him the whole story. Lu Pingsheng was silent for a moment before saying:

"Xu Manhua's father works in economics under the French. He is Uncle Wu Ziyang's superior. Xu Manhua is also Wu Ziyang's junior. I'm afraid the two families will turn against each other this time."

Wei Miao frowned, "Brother Lu, can romance really make people lose their minds?"

After listening to this, Lu Pingsheng suddenly laughed out loud, "Little brat, your hair hasn't even grown out yet, how can you have such troubles?"

Wei Miao ignored his ridicule and said seriously: "Didn't you also say that Li Xiaoya doesn't like or doesn't love Little Wu Ge?"

Lu Pingsheng had never seen Li Xiaoya after she returned to China, but he had heard many stories about Li Xiaoya from Wu Ziyang.

Hearing Wei Miao's question, he tapped the square leather steering wheel with his slender fingers and said slowly:

"So what? People who are in love can't see these things clearly. Besides, Ziyang appears sunny on the surface, but he is actually stubborn. Only when he suffers can he realize it."

Neither of them spoke anymore.

The car stopped at the hospital entrance. Wei Miao saw Lu Pingsheng getting out of the car. "Are you going too?"

Lu Pingsheng thought about Xu Manhua's father, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and he said:

"I'll go see if there's anything I can do to help."

Wei Miao entered the hospital and asked the nurse before he saw Xu Ayu in the corridor outside the ward.

She was talking to a well-dressed, petite woman.

Standing next to the woman was a tall middle-aged man wearing a windbreaker and leather shoes.

Wei Miao thought these should be Xu Manhua's parents.

"Mr. Lu, A Miao, why are you here?" Xu A Yu asked in surprise when he saw his daughter and Lu Pingsheng coming over.

Wei Miao said: "I'm worried that you didn't bring enough money."

Xu Ayu waved his hand and said, "I used Dr. Ding's phone number to contact Miss Xu's family."

At this time, Lu Pingsheng was already chatting with Xu Manhua's father.

Mrs. Xu leaned in the arms of her servant, wiping away her tears.

Xu Ayu pulled Wei Miao to the side and whispered, "What are you doing here? Didn't Xiao Ding tell you?"

Wei Miao said obediently, "Mom, I'm worried."

Xu Ayu sighed, "The baby is already more than three months old. I guess we can't keep it."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the operating room opened.

Just as Xu Ayu said, not only did she lose her child, but Miss Xu also lost her qualifications to be a mother forever.

After Miss Xu woke up, she asked to be discharged from the hospital, and Lu Pingsheng drove her family back home.

On the way back in the rickshaw, Xu Ayu hugged Wei Miao, and neither of them spoke.

When they were almost home, the rickshaw suddenly stopped in front of them and the rickshaw driver cursed, saying it was bad luck.

Wei Miao and Xu Ayu finally came to their senses and looked over.

I saw a child in thin clothes lying in the middle of the road. He was so small that I couldn't tell his age.

The road on the side of the alley was narrow, and if one wanted to pass through, one had to move the child aside or run over him.

The rickshaw driver turned to Wei Miao and the others and said, "Madam and Master, you have to wait a moment. I will move this man to the side of the road."

Xu Ayu had seen this kind of scene before and nodded slightly.

When the rickshaw driver moved the child, Wei Miao noticed that his exposed bare feet moved slightly.

"Mom, he's not dead."

The rickshaw driver said with a slightly sad voice: "Young Master, he is not dead now, but he will die soon. If he doesn't die today, he will not live tomorrow. If he survives tomorrow, there is still this winter. If he survives this winter, there is still the next one..."

Wei Miao stared at the small group of people placed under the street light. . .