She pounded her chest and looked at the embroidery that had been deformed by the rain with great sadness. Then she trembled her hands and probed the little devil's nose.

Is this little devil dead?

Wouldn't it be a big loss for her if she died? Although her embroidery has been destroyed, there is still a little boy for her to sell. Think about it, selling such a little boy to other people to work as child labor should make a lot of money.

It's silver.

Lin Weiyang thought depressedly, and after probing the tip of the little boy's nose for a while, she finally noticed that the little devil was still breathing a little bit. She felt relieved.

Fortunately, at least there was hope of resuscitating him, and after resuscitating him, he was immediately sold to Mr. Jiang’s house to do child labor.[

That's a lot of money waiting for her.

She laughed again and again, gently picked up the little devil, put it on her back, and walked towards home in the pouring rain.

Her house was just a mud house that seemed to be about to collapse in the storm. It rained so heavily tonight, and her pitiful mud house started to leak from the roof and air leaked from the side. She was so angry that she put the little devil's head on it.

After getting into bed, he anxiously climbed to the roof to cover himself with thatch.

After working until midnight, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She stood beside the bed holding her waist, looking at the still unconscious little ghost in front of her, brushing away the black hair covering his face, and was very surprised to find out.

This little devil is really good-looking. Even in modern times, she has never seen such a pink and polished baby, as if water is about to flow out.

"You are lucky to have met me, Lin Weiyang, today. After you wake up, you must repay this girl for saving your life." Lin Weiyang's lips curved into a naughty smile, and he hurriedly said softly.

He tore off the ridiculously large tattered robe on the little ghost head, but the next moment he suddenly opened his mouth.

"Xiao Zhengtai, what kind of enemy have you made? You are so cruel to you." Lin Weiyang was stunned and stroked the ferocious scar on the back of the little ghost's head, and immediately attracted the unconscious kid.

The head frowned and hissed in pain.

This time, Lin Weiyang was shocked. She jumped away like a monkey, then rummaged through the boxes and started looking for herbs.

She remembered that she had some herbs for dressing wounds at home? Why couldn’t she find them all of a sudden?

After a long time, I finally found some herbs. Lin Weiyang stuck out her tongue apologetically. This little devil is really tenacious. He is still alive after such a long time. If it is someone else's turn, I'm afraid she won't be able to take it until it's her turn.
Chapter completed!