Quick Wear: When the demon cub becomes a human, she is as fierce as a bear

Zhao Yuzhi's heart trembled, and she always felt that she was hinting at something.

But when she saw that the family of three looked normal, she felt that she was worrying too much.

No, you must stay calm and not reveal your true colors.

"Who said it wasn't? Sister is very thoughtful. This is good. We two sisters will have someone to talk to."

Zhao Yulan didn't say anything else, but her meaningful look made Zhao Yuzhi feel uneasy.

She...she...she, so what?

Tang Ying was pressed by Lu Qi next to Zhao Yuzhi. The mother and daughter felt guilty and did not dare to look at each other.

She knew Jiang Ning quite well.

The stillbirth four years ago is definitely a knot in her heart.

If she found out that the little girl in front of her was her child, she would not be so calm.

But what she couldn't understand was why the Jiang couple appeared with the Lu couple?

Given their level, it is impossible for them to be acquaintances.

No one spoke anymore, and the lunch went on quietly, with some people happy and some sad.

The little guy sat between his biological father and mother, eating sips of soup, meat and rice with relish, his little belly bulging.

Lunch is over, the music is over, and everyone has left. Nothing happened.

Tang Ying's heart finally settled down.

But she fell too early.

When I got home from work, my aunt, uncle and their kids were all at her house.

Oh, the father and mother deer are here too.

The little kid is very smart in showing off his doghouse.

She and Zhao Yuzhi slept in the same room, which had a big bed and a small bed.

It is called a bed, but in fact it is a windowsill half a meter wide.

There was a small pillow, a small quilt and a broken doll on the small bed.

"Grandpa, grandma, and grandma are very kind to Qiqi. This quilt is used to cover the bed, so it won't be hard to sleep on."

"No, no, Qiqi and I sleep on the big bed, and the windowsill is for resting."

Zhao Yuzhi was so scared that she kept shaking her head to defend herself.

Having dug a hole for Zhao Yuzhi, Lu Qi ran to the kitchen and pulled out a big bag of instant noodles.

Ten packs, opened, six packs left.

"This noodle is delicious. Qiqi eats it twice a day."

"Grandma said Qiqi has a bad stomach, so instant noodles with boiled water are the best for the stomach, and you can also add eggs."

"Instant noodles are very simple. Just open it and put it in a bowl, add hot water and eggs, cover it, and you can eat it after a while."

"Oh, it's all Qiqi's fault. Grandma likes to play cards and she'll be out all day. Qiqi only knows how to make instant noodles."

Zhao Yuzhi's heart was in a knot. "No, no, I only eat instant noodles occasionally."

The four people's faces were as black as the bottom of a pot.

They are not blind. The windowsill is decorated with children's supplies and there is only one pillow in the middle of the big bed.

It can be seen that what the child said is true.

As for instant noodles, if the child had not really eaten instant noodles with boiled water, how could she describe it in such detail?

You stole their baby, and this is how you treat him?

How could she dare let such a young child touch boiling water?

What if you get burned?

When Tang Ying came back, one side was angry while the other side was frantically trying to defend herself.

She was confused and wanted to ask what happened?

The little guy immediately raised his hand to report.

"Mom, Qiqi asked grandma and the others to look at Qiqi's bed. They said it's a little small."

"Qiqi eats instant noodles. They said she can't eat too much."

"Mom, why are what grandma and the others said different from what you and grandma said?"

Tang Ying's scalp tingled and her eyes were wandering. She didn't dare to look at the deer father and mother whose heads were smoking.

She doesn't like Qiqi and always leaves her to be raised by her biological mother.

My biological mother didn’t like it either. When my child was young, he had a doll crib.

When she grew up and could run and jump, her mother disliked the fact that she lay on her stomach and took up too much space, so she threw her on the windowsill and let her sleep there herself.

The Lu family had come here before, but they would never go into the room to take a look.

Unexpectedly, it was exposed in the end.

That bag of instant noodles was prepared purely because the mother was too busy playing mahjong to take care of her children.

ding dong~

Someone's at the door.

Xiao Qiqi opened the door personally.

"Dad~."

Tang Ying and Zhao Yuzhi's pupils constricted.

This person has never come to my house since he adopted the child. Why is he here today?

"Cousin, why did you run so fast? I went to look for you after get off work but you were nowhere to be found. Fortunately, Mr. Lu has your address."

"We haven't seen each other for so many years. Our family should get together more often."

Jiang Ning walked into the room with a smile on her face and sat down next to Zhao Yuzhi.

"Eh? Auntie, why are you shaking? It's not cold at all."

"No, it's nothing."

Lu Sheng looked straight ahead, picked up the kid and sat him at the dining table.

Afraid that the child would be hungry, she brought a baked chicken and rice set meal, skillfully opened the lunch box, and laid out the tableware.

"Qiqi, drink some soup first, then eat."

"Okay, Dad."

The little guy ate with gusto, but the atmosphere in the living room was extremely stiff.

No one spoke.

Father Lu and Mother Lu, Father Jiang and Mother Jiang, the four of them were staring at Zhao Yuzhi.

If sight could become substance, Zhao Yuzhi would have no idea how many holes there were in her.

Jiang Ning was idly observing the environment of the room.

The situation of a three-judge trial made Tang Ying feel uneasy. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start.

Until a paper plane appeared, breaking the eerie silence.

Jiang Ning picked up the loose paper airplane at her feet and unfolded it. The smile on her face suddenly stopped.

She looked up in confusion, "Cousin, this is your medical report."

Jiang Ying didn't know what it was, so she replied in a muffled voice, "No, I haven't had a physical examination recently."

"Five years ago."

five years ago?

That shouldn’t be the case. The old things have been thrown away long ago.

She approached Jiang Ning puzzledly and took the report.

Just one glance and she felt cold all over, as if she had fallen into an icy cave.

She hid behind him in panic, her heart pounding, not daring to look into Jiang Ning's eyes.

"Oh my god, cousin, you don't have a uterus?"

"No, you can't have a baby without a uterus."

"This is the medical examination report from five years ago. You were born without a uterus, so Qiqi...isn't your child?"

"You...are you stealing someone else's child?"

She covered her mouth in surprise, her face full of disbelief.

"Cousin, that's against the law. How could you do that?"

"No, you are talking nonsense. Qiqi is my child. This report is fake, fake."

She tore the report into pieces.

My lips are trembling. Do you think others will believe what I said?

Jiang Ning's fake smile made those with guilty consciences feel their scalps tingle.

Another paper airplane.

This time it landed at Mother Jiang’s feet.

This time it's a printed picture.

Mother Jiang took only one look, then turned her eyes away in disgust and handed the paper to Mother Lu.

When the mother deer saw it, she felt disgusted and slapped away the hand that the father deer extended.

"What are you looking at? Be careful of getting stye."

The disgust in her eyes solidified into substance, she rolled it up into a ball and threw it at Tang Ying's feet.

"See for yourself."

Tang Ying had a bad feeling and bit her lip as she unfolded the paper ball.

Dongdong~, Dongdongdong~

It was the sound of her heart beating wildly, reaching its peak when she saw the picture.

Her eyes widened as she stared at the two familiar faces.

Why is there such a picture?

why?

wrong!

She suddenly remembered the baby voice that appeared that night.

How can it be?

Another paper plane, this time it landed in Zhao Yuzhi's arms?

Intuition is a bad thing, she dare not look at it.

Jiang Ning kindly unfolded it for her and placed it in front of her.

This time there are only texts, nine big characters, really big.

The lines are crooked and you can tell whose work it is at a glance.

But, you can tell what the word is.

[Tang Ying sells Jiang Ning to the deep mountains]