#1225 Surly Youth, Fierce (31)

Gao Jinghui, who left the river, ran to the village while thinking of various ways in his mind.

But after thinking about it, the most direct way is to find Song Gui.

As soon as his footsteps turned, he ran to the mountain.

An hour later, Song Gui, who was covered in mud, was forcibly dragged down the mountain by him.

"Kid Gao, what are you doing?"

He suddenly ran to the mountain and pulled him down, saying that something had happened at his house, but he didn't tell him what happened.

Gao Jinghui kept his mouth shut and his face cold all the way, until he returned to the village, he threw the person away.

Gao Jinghui didn't bother to go around the corner: "You hurry back, your daughter was stuck in her head by that ruthless woman in your family, that's why she keeps crying."

Just as he was about to leave, he remembered the little girl's words: "By the way, it was inserted from the top of the forehead. You quickly take her to the hospital for a film."

"Impossible." Song Gui was shocked, and his first reaction was that it was impossible.

Gao Jinghui snorted coldly: "Believe it or not, it's your daughter who died anyway, not my daughter."

Nonsence!

He has no daughter at all.

No, he doesn't even have a wife.

Grass!

He didn't even think about having a wife.

Brain is dizzy.

Abandoning Song Gui, he hurried to the river without even wiping his sweat.

That stinky girl is still by the river.

He couldn't fail the task assigned to him by Uncle Xiao and Aunt Xiao.

"Hey, why did you go for so long? Is it done?"

Su Qiao and Xiao Si originally walked a long distance, afraid that he would come back, and ran back quickly.

Gao Jinghui squatted on the sand by the river, washed his face with a few handfuls of water, and shook off the water droplets on his face, "Song Gui should take his daughter to the hospital."

When he left, he looked back and saw that Song Gui was running home like a madman.

Su Qiao squatted beside him and looked at him with a smile: "You are such a good person."

"I'm not a good person." Gao Jinghui glanced at her, got up and left.

"My favorite is to beat people, and I also like to steal things, so you'd better not mess with me, and your good things are hidden."

Su Qiao followed up with a smile: "It's no big deal to beat people, I like to beat people too."

"Those who were beaten by you must be beaten. Next time, I will beat you together."

Finally found a common hobby, Su Qiao was very pleased.

"..." Gao Jinghui looked at the little girl who was smiling sweetly with a row of cracked white teeth under the sun, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"I don't believe you can steal, there must be someone behind the scenes to frame you.

When there is a chance in the future, I will help you find this person and beat him up. "

At the very least, he would break the hand of his illegitimate younger brother, and dare to frame her husband for stealing?

Gao Jinghui's tone was much better: "How do you know that someone is behind the scenes?"

Su Qiao was still smiling, but the look in her eyes was very sincere: "Because you have a good heart, I won't see it wrong."

The most important thing is that you are my dead ghost, so the bad must be someone else.

Well, the reason is strong enough.

"You're wrong, I'm a bad person, and I'm the kind that is completely broken."

Gao Jinghui turned his head away, but there was a suspicious blush on his cheeks that slowly dissipated.

Are you okay?

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cut!

He doesn't want to be a good person.

Good people are the easiest to bully.

Good people don't end well, like fuck.

Youth, affection, family property, everything was given to that man, but what did that man return her?

The talent was buried, and the wild woman outside came into the house with a son as old as him.

And he, the mother is gone, the family is gone, and even the family property that belonged to him is now justifiably the mother and son of the wild woman.