Chapter 321 Want a Daughter or a Hand 2

   Chapter 321 Want a Daughter or a Hand 2

  Liu Sanniang released her hand, and Fu Gui instantly felt that he was back to normal. He was still full of strength, but now, he staggered and knelt down. The truth is often so cruel.

He thought that the things he loved were given to him by the emperor. Every one of those things was an honor and honor. He really loved them. Those things that were bestowed by the royal family, as Liu Sanniang said, were the same as everything on him. A scar is just as precious.

   As a general who has gone to the battlefield, the wounds on his body are honors, all the royal gifts are credits, and the credits are exchanged for life.

   He lost a hand, which is an eternal scar in his heart. He didn't believe that there was a **** in this world, and he couldn't see blatant deception. He went to clean up people.

   But he didn't expect it to be true. He believed in a god, but now, the **** he once believed in gave him a blow in the head and killed him.

  Fu Gui held his head, his voice choked: "I want my daughter to live."

   If this is a good move, he will use his daughter's life in exchange for it, he doesn't want it.

He has four sons, and he has never felt any difference. The stinky boy is disobedient. If he needs to be beaten, he is not afraid of being beaten. After all, in his cognition, men are indomitable, and his Son, you should be just like him, hard-boned and able to withstand.

   A dutiful son emerges from the stick. He is a general. His son cannot be coaxed into a quail, and he cannot be embarrassed. He wants to train his son to be a man who protects the people.

  The youngest daughter was born, her voice was thin, her eyes were watery, her cry seemed to catch people's hearts, and it was soft in his arms. A thread in his heart seemed to be pulled, and his heart suddenly softened.

   He seemed to understand, the meaning of the word caring, and also understood. His friend once said that his daughter was good, but he would not understand it. He didn't want a daughter. After all, in his opinion, women are troublesome.

  But after having a daughter, everything will be understood naturally. He couldn't bear to yell at that small group.

  Jiaojiao is the name he took. He has also read ancient books and asked Wenchen for advice. The word Jiao suits his heart the most.

  His daughter is a sweetheart in his heart, a sweet flower that he will take care of all his life.

  Fu Gui slowly raised his head and looked at Liu Sanniang with determined eyes: "Save my daughter."

His sweet girl, who hasn't grown up yet, hasn't experienced the beauty of the world, hasn't loved a certain man yet, and he hasn't handed her over to the man who can continue to love him like this, how could he be willing to do so let her die.

   Mrs. Fu looked at Liu Sanniang: "General, her words may not be trusted, your hand..."

   Before Mrs. Fu finished speaking, Fu Gui's eyes sank.

   The concubine sighed, Madam Fu thought, she knew and understood.

Fu Gui is their god. Today, let alone Mrs. Fu, she will choose Fu Gui even if she is replaced. The child is born in October, but the husband is also their god. My thoughts grow up gradually, and I will have my own life in the future. Only my husband is a person who has to live a lifetime.

Fu Jiaojiao has lost her breath, but Fu Gui's hand is real. The pain of losing her daughter is painful, but if Fu Gui can be healthy, it will be the support of God. The frontier is chaotic, and Fu Gui will definitely go to the battlefield. , on the battlefield, the probability of healthy people surviving is much higher.

   The concubine patted the back of Mrs. Fu's hand as a sign of comfort.

Fu Gui firmly said: "With one hand, I can still kill those Hu Man who are frightened, and with one hand, I can also protect my Jiaojiao forever, Madam, don't say anything that makes me feel cold, and I am a person. "Tiger poison still doesn't eat its children, how can I be worse than a beast?"

   Even though he knew that it was because of love, it was difficult for him to accept it.

   Mrs. Fu didn't speak anymore, the guilt, shame and anger in her heart made her shameless to stay here, she turned around and left.

   The concubine was worried, she said to Fu Gui: "General, concubine, go see Madam."

  Fu Gui waved his hand: "Go, I didn't blame her."

   The concubine naturally understood that Mrs. Fu didn't blame Fu Gui, but she felt uncomfortable.

Fu Gui's hand is not only a pain in his heart, but also a pain in his family's heart. If it has never been better, it will not be like this. After it is healed, it will be lost again. It was slashed with blood, and it never healed.

  Fu Gui stood up with difficulty: "Miss Liu, what should I do?"

  Liu Sanniang didn't react to Madam's heart, she said lightly: "Take me to see your daughter."

  Fu Gui turned his back: "Come with me."

  Liu Sanniang and Chu Yan followed. Fu Gui's back was slightly bent, but his steps were steady and firm. Although he had gained and lost, it was also painful for him, but he was neither nostalgic nor hesitant, he had to have a daughter.

  Fu Jiaojiao was still in her room. Fu Gui did not allow her servants to put her in the coffin, so the servants did not dare to disobey him.

  Fu Jiaojiao had no blood on her face, as if she was dead.

But in fact, it is not completely dead. Any violent death has a chance of life. Miaoyin takes her life with blood. This chance of life is whether Fu Gui is willing to give up his hand. If he is not willing to give up, then Fu Jiaojiao will be real. die.

   Fu Jiaojiao, who was about six or seven years old, lay quietly, Fu Gui sat in front of the bed and gently touched her daughter's head: "Miss Liu, don't blame my wife, she is not a cruel person."

   Even if she gave up her daughter, Mrs. Fu might not have a better life. She would even feel uneasy all her life and atone for herself all her life. She was not cruel, but in her heart, she loved his husband too much. As long as he was good, she would rather make atonement for herself.

   Liu Sanniang said, "I understand."

  Fu Gui withdrew his hand: "What am I going to do, cut off my hand?"

   It was undoubtedly extremely painful to cut off his own hand, but he could do it. He looked at Liu Sanniang with a determined look, which made Liu Sanniang understand that he was not just talking.

  Liu Sanniang stretched out her hand and gently covered Fu Gui's arm, her strength wrapped around Fu Gui's arm and peeled off the bone.

  Fu Gui clenched his teeth and felt a burst of pain attacking his brain. The beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down one by one. He insisted on not making a sound, and peeled off the bones, which was very painful.

But he was willing, his vigorous and powerful hand became weak and weak again, the strength disappeared little by little, and his heart was tightened with pain, watching the bone become a small one and Liu Sanniang held it in the palm of his hand, Fu Gui took a deep breath, but such a small bone made him feel unbearable pain.

  Liu Sanniang slowly spread out her hand: "Your daughter's spiritual consciousness has been out of the body for some time, she might get sick after waking up, she will be fine if she takes care of her."

   The bones in Liu Sanniang's palm slowly returned to human form, Fu Gui's eyes were blurred with hot tears, and he nodded happily like a child.

   (end of this chapter)