Zhao Yinghua felt uncomfortable too, if he hadn't caused an accident back then, how could Xinya go back to give birth alone with a big belly?

Tired from running all the way, frightened, not eating well, and surrounded by wolf-like relatives, he couldn't imagine how his wife survived at that time?

It's all his fault, he can't even protect his wife and children, he Zhao Yinghua is a man in vain!

"Yinghua, I want to go to the Big Buddha Temple tomorrow to pray for Meimei's incense, in my dream I heard Meimei calling for help, do you think someone over there will bully our Meimei?"

Yan Xinya looked worried, she used to dream of her daughter, but they were all swaddling babies, carved in pink and jade, and only smiled at her, but this time the dream was different, her daughter grew up, and she begged for help, it must be that her daughter was bullied, the world is as black as a crow, maybe the top is the same as the bottom, it is a place where people eat people.

Her poor eyebrows, so weak, where can she fight those fierce gods?

Zhao Yinghua is a staunch materialist, so he naturally doesn't believe in any ghosts and gods, but he doesn't prevent his wife from worshipping Buddha and praying for blessings, although these are superstitions, but as long as he can make his wife happy, let him do anything.

"Okay, I'll let Xiao Wang send you over, you donate more sesame oil money to our Meimei, and let the old monk recite the Sutra of the Past for Meimei, and live a good life in a rich and noble family in the future." Zhao Yinghua said.

Yan Xinya responded, her heart was full of bitterness, if she could, she would prefer her daughter to come back, although she was not a good mother, but she would definitely be doubly good to her daughter in the future.

It's just that her physical condition doesn't allow for any more children, even if she can give birth, the current policy can't give birth, and her eyebrows will never come back!

In order not to worry her husband, Yan Xinya pretended to be sleepy and closed her eyes, but her brain was abnormally awake, recalling the situation in the dream just now, and suddenly, Yan Xinya opened her eyes in shock.

No, why do you have cinnabar moles on your eyebrows in your dreams?

Obviously, there were no moles when I was a child!

Yan Xinya remembers clearly, although she was very sad at the beginning, she still looked at her daughter for the last time, such a small lump, the little face that should have been pink was blue and purple, and the beautiful big eyes were closed forever before they could be opened.

Her daughter is very beautiful, if she grows up, she will definitely be a beauty, Yan Xinya's heart hurts, and she forced herself to continue to recall, yes, her daughter has no moles, her face is clean, and there are no moles.

But why did she have a mole on her eyebrows in the dream just now?

If she thinks about it every day, she dreams at night, but she really hasn't thought about it, how can she dream about it?

Yan Xinya was puzzled, and after thinking about it for a while, she still didn't figure it out, and fell asleep.

The next day, Wu Mei got up a little late, Wu Zhengsi and they had already gotten up, He Biyun was making breakfast in the corridor, looking listless, not cooking porridge as before, but making fried rice cakes with green vegetables, which was more convenient.

"Dad, I'll go to the library to read after dinner for a while, and I won't come back for lunch." Wu Mei bit the rice cake with great effort, secretly scolding her mother, her big teeth on both sides are changing, the rice cake is sticky to her teeth, she can only chew it with her front teeth, and she can't eat it.

Wu Zhengsi nodded with satisfaction, "This is two yuan, eat a little better at noon, don't go hungry." ”

"Thank you, Dad."

Wu Mei happily took the money, sure enough, it was better for Wu Zhengsi to manage the money himself, look at how generous this is.

He Biyun chewed the rice cake hatefully, feeling distressed, these are all her money, Wu Zhengsi's hands are loose, a month's salary must be spent, and he can't save a penny.