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To be honest, Zhang was relieved after hearing what Li Mingxia said.

Li Sanlang has poor legs and feet and cannot catch a cold. If he stands outside all night, his legs will probably hurt for many days.

Now is a good time to let him stay in the gatehouse for a night. I can pretend that I know nothing and he won't be cold.

In fact, when Zhang heard Li Mingxia say that Li Sanlang had left the Li family's old house and returned to hang around near his own home, she had the idea of ​​letting Li Sanlang sleep in the gatehouse, but Zhang herself couldn't say it.

Now that Li Mingxia had said it, Zhang couldn't quite describe the feeling in her heart.

"My girl, don't worry about him. He has thick skin and won't be frozen to death in one night!" Although Zhang wholeheartedly agreed with Li Mingxia's words, she still had to pretend on the surface.

"Mom, can you really divorce my dad?" Li Mingxia sat where he was, not in a hurry to arrange for anyone to rescue poor Li Sanlang.

Just like Zhang said, it won't get damaged if it's frozen for a while.

People lose the ability to think in a warm and comfortable environment, and this is just right now.

Frustration, coldness, grief and anger made Li Sanlang think carefully about what stupid things he had done in recent days!

Li Mingxia actually didn't want to care about Li Sanlang. To be cold-blooded, even if Li Sanlang died in front of her now, she wouldn't feel much.

But Zhang couldn't do it. There was no way Zhang could give up Li Sanlang.

The sentence "Are you having an affair?" was definitely a huge blow to Zhang, but as long as she calmed down, she could realize that Li Sanlang definitely did not say it on purpose, or that Li Sanlang did not really think that Zhang was having an affair.

As long as Zhang realizes this, it is only a matter of time before she completely forgives Li Sanlang.

"Why not! Don't you see what your father said? I am right to divorce him and no one can say anything to me!" Zhang said loudly!

Li Mingxia felt like laughing a little bit as she watched Zhang still loudly accusing Li Sanlang. Her mother was the one who was hard on the outside but soft on the inside.

"Mom, you and my dad have been together for so many years, can you really just let it go?" Li Mingxia tilted his head and looked at Zhang with a smile.

Facing the girl's clear eyes that seemed to see through everything, Zhang could no longer utter any harsh words.

"But what your father said makes me feel sad. How could he say those things? It's been so many years, doesn't he know who I am? I feel like my heart is about to break." Zhang sighed, and her eyes became red again when she thought of those words.

"Mom, don't take what Dad says to heart." Li Mingxia controlled the bad thoughts in his mind.

If she was not sure that no matter what she did, she could not make Zhang completely give up Li Sanlang, she could not imagine what she could say at this moment.

"Why wouldn't I take it to heart? I know you must feel bad for your father and want to speak up for him, but I feel really bad here." Zhang fiddled with the dried peaches in front of her, her voice slowly lowering.

If someone else said this, Li Mingxia would definitely think that this person was very pretentious, but this was Zhang, she really thought that Li Mingxia was a very kind little girl, she couldn't bear to let her own father go hungry and cold, so she would rather suffer herself and speak well of her father.

Li Mingxia used to be very puzzled. Why could a man like Li Sanlang give birth to children like Li Mingxia and his siblings? In the final analysis, Zhang's genes were very strong, so they could overcome the defects in Li Sanlang's genes.

Li Mingxia was very fortunate that they all looked like Zhang. Oh, that’s not right. Maybe they were like Li Sanlang in their filial piety.

Li Mingxia now thinks that Mr. Li and Mrs. Zheng have always been instilling in the Li family's children the idea that they must be "filial".

It is not normal filial piety. They hope that the children of the Li family will be filial without any thoughts and without any ability to distinguish. They hope that the children of the Li family will obey their requests or orders without any resistance.

It has to be said that whether it was Mr. Li's boiling frog in warm water or Mrs. Zheng's thundering power, they were actually very successful in the Li family's old house in the past ten years or even decades.

If it weren't for Li Mingxia, I'm afraid that the people in the third branch of the Li family would never be able to get out of this trap called family affection in this lifetime.

"I'm not saying good things about my dad, Mom. I just want to make you happier." Li Mingxia sighed and said.

Whether Zhang believed it or not, these were Li Mingxia's true words. She could let Li Sanlang continue to enjoy his current life for Zhang's sake, but she couldn't go against her conscience and say that it was all for Li Sanlang.

Zhang looked at Li Mingxia steadily, as if trying hard to determine whether what Li Mingxia said was true or false.

"Mom, do you want me to do this for you or for my dad?" Li Mingxia looked at Zhang and asked softly.

"Mother hopes..."

Zhang couldn't answer.

"I know, mother, you can't let go of my father, so don't do anything that might make you regret it. What if my father gets an incurable injury or an incurable disease because of this incident? You won't feel good every time you think about it in the future."

It has to be said that Li Mingxia's words convinced Zhang, or in other words, Zhang got a reasonable way out from these words.

"Then you go and do it. I'm sleepy and want to sleep." After Zhang relaxed, she began to feel sleepy. She lay on the bed in a daze, and fell asleep after talking to Li Mingxia for a few words.

After Li Mingxia explained the matter to Zhima, he went back to his room to sleep.

Li Sanlang originally thought that he would have to spend the night in the cold wind, and he was still a little slow to react as he sat in the gatehouse's small room.

The soup in front of me was still steaming and smelled rich.

"Is this the pigeon soup that the kid's mother kept talking about?" Li Sanlang muttered as he looked at the soup on the table.

No one answered him. The gatehouse was empty, with only the occasional crackling sound from the burning charcoal brazier.

"Was this sent to me by the child's mother? Or was this sent to me by my daughter?"

Li Sanlang picked up the bowl and took a big sip of the soup. It was indeed pigeon soup, with half a bowl of pigeon meat in it.

He was already very hungry, so he picked up the spoon beside him and started drinking the soup and eating the meat in big gulps.

"It must be the child's mother, otherwise my daughter wouldn't dare to do this."

Li Sanlang drank half a bowl of soup in one breath and let out a comfortable breath.