"Xinyan, so many people want to live in our house?"

Sun looked at the people full of two donkey carts with astonishment. If she had left them before, she would not have thought that there would be so many people in the house.

Zhen's face is unbelievable, Su Xinyan nodded.

"Mother, grandmother, these are all servants of our family. Just arrange them to live in those empty houses."

It is not easy to coax the sun, Zhen accepted this full of donkey cart people, Gu Moxuan against the reason of men and women not to accept, let Su Xinyan only arrange the women, the rest by six sons.

There are only four women, and the four little sisters are allocated to a room, just enough to accommodate them. Su Xinyan did not have much time to finish her work.

It is necessary to look at the side, six son is still busy outside.

She chuckled, some helpless, heart full of warm, since not let her in the past is good intentions, then she also inconvenient to brush his meaning.

Su Xinyan thought for a moment or decided to go to see sun. Just now when she heard those people talking about it, it was inevitable that some gossip would spread to sun's ears.

There is no best, some words according to sun's instructions is buried in the heart.

This is the ancient women's sorrow, no human rights, husband for heaven.

Walking to the sun's door, Su Xinyan reached out her hand and knocked on the door. The wooden door made a dull thump, which was not very touching.

"Mother, are you in there?"

After waiting for about a minute, there is still no sound inside. Su Xinyan opens the door directly and is not there.

Just about to exit, she saw a wooden box with sharp eyes.

In memory, sun seems to take this box as a treasure, but Su Xinyan also knows that the contents of the box are probably sent by Su Dashun.

With a sigh in her heart, she had already asked sun to throw away Su Dashun's things. Now that such a thing has happened, she still...

she reaches out and opens the box. What appears in front of Su Xinyan is a dress.

The workmanship of the clothes is not very good. It feels hairy and impetuous. The color is also a bright color that sun doesn't like very much.

Because it is often taken out to touch, the clothes have become thinner in some places, which shows sun's love for the clothes.

"Xinyan, what are you doing?"

Sun's slightly nervous voice appeared behind Su Xinyan. She turned back. Sure enough, sun stood at the door, staring at the clothes in her hands.

Perhaps it is because of excessive tension, these days not easy to raise up the complexion also turned a lot of white.

How can su Xinyan not feel distressed when she looks like this?

"Niang, is this from Su Dashun?"

Yang raised the clothes in the hand, even if it is no longer heartache can not tolerate sun continued to go wrong.

Sun nodded.

"Yan'er, mother Mother just took it out to have a look, and there was no I didn't want to... " Sun was worried that she would be angry, so she quickly explained, for fear that she would feel that Su Dashun would be angry.

She walked forward a few steps, trying to block some of Su Xinyan's sight. Su Xinyan did not speak and put her clothes on the bed. After looking at sun, Su Xinyan asked, "mother, tell me the truth, do you still have..." Su Dashun

Su Xinyan doesn't want to say that name, which makes him sick.

Now the whole mountain village knows all the disgusting things that Su Dashun did. Although she doesn't know much about it, she also knows a little. If Su Dashun is still in sun's eyes, Su Xinyan doesn't know what to say.

How can a scum like Su Dashun worry so much about him? Even if he did so many things, he still had to forgive him?

Su Dashun is a selfish, mean, acerbic man who is not a father.

Looking at his daughter's bad face, sun shook his head gently.

"No, Xinyan, my mother can't forget it. It's just that there are three of you between me and him. Besides, this is what my mother picked up before, and I didn't want to go back to that house."