"My daughter should be beautiful, she should not be cold, she should not suffer, she should not have resentment in her heart."

He Junfeng suddenly raised his head, the corners of his eyes glittering.

"Otherwise, how could I bring you back to poor Fangqiong? A child who resents his parents can only prove our total incompetence!"

"I am eager to correct you. I don't think you are bad, but I am worried that Fang Qiong will bear the same self-blame and regret that I see you like this."

"She can't afford it. She is a good mother, and she shouldn't be hit so hard anymore, she shouldn't, shouldn't die."

His voice lowered, and he kept looking up at the sky, tears falling silently.

Su Haitang sighed, took out a handkerchief and stuffed him.

"Stop talking, I understand. I will play the role of a good daughter and do my best to give her the greatest comfort. You can rest assured. I just hope you can also compare your heart to your heart and understand my difficulties."

He Junfeng squeezed his handkerchief to no avail, backhand took out his blue plaid handkerchief and wiped his face indiscriminately, and smiled awkwardly at her.

"Can't you call me Dad?"

Su Haitang looked at him blankly, and suddenly realized that the man in front of him who had just cried was two lovely.

"Tell you the truth, I think I'm more likely to be Liu Lancui's biological daughter. Leave room to save each other's embarrassment in the future. But don't worry, I will help you."

"You don't have to worry about whether I will get the sickness of that family member. In fact, I am disliked by them because I am not like them. This is another meaning that they taught me badly."

Su Haitang's silly jokes didn't have any effect, and He Junfeng still had an expression of eagerness and entanglement.

Su Haitang waved her hand and ordered him unceremoniously.

"I'm not in a good mood, and the food is ready. You help me bring it to the table."

"Hey." He Junfeng happily agreed as he heard the sound, his eyes lit up, and he put his handkerchief in his pocket, rushing to serve food.

"Leave me here and be careful to burn it."

Su Haitang hurriedly stuffed a clean rag.

"I don't know how to pad my hands? It seems that I am used to being served."

He Junfeng smiled and brought vegetables to the East Room with a rag under his feet.

Su Haitang washed his hands and face, went back to the house and changed into clean clothes. When he came out, he found that both the milk and the uncle and the uncle had arrived, sitting around the Kang table waiting for her.

"Why don't you eat it, the food is going to be cold." Su Haitang took off his shoes and went to the kang, sat next to the milk, and looked at several adults with a little red eyes in surprise.

What's wrong, it seems that all of them have cried. Isn't she reluctant to leave?

Zhang Yuee barely squeezed a smile, raised the wine cup in front of him and said, "Come on, do one."

Before going out, she was worried. She was really worried about her granddaughter's stubborn temper. She fell out with Chief He, and then gently touched it back and listened to the corner of the wall.

But when she heard her granddaughter talk about her life since childhood, Zhang Yue'e couldn't stand it anymore, and she felt distressed.

She was afraid that she would cry out, so she hurriedly hid to find her son, and learned the words. This is a good thing. The two sons and daughter-in-law all cried sadly with her!

Haining even whimpered and said that her sister was pitiful, she had suffered so much from snacks and wanted to bring Haitang back to her house. She came to love her sister and let her live a good life.

Later, Su Jianjun was still worried about leaving his niece at home, so don't really choke with the guests and then suffer. Then he persuaded his mother and eldest brother to stop their sadness and hurried back to support the niece.