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The old tile-roofed houses are full of dusty smell.

Xia Anzhi just stood at the door, and couldn't help but feel uncomfortable in her nasal cavity. When she was far away, she heard a violent coughing sound from inside.

"Su Mo?" Xia Anzhi yelled, ignoring her ankle that was scratched by the vine, she walked in three steps at a time.

In the empty room, there was only a piece of wooden bed, on which lay a gray-haired old lady, and the room was filled with a foul smell.

Seeing this scene, Xia Anzhi couldn't help but shed tears.

The last time I saw Su Memo, her hair was still quite black, but now it is completely white.

Hearing Xia Anzhi's voice, Su Meme tried her best to look up at the door, her cloudy eyes seemed to be covered with a thick layer of white veil.

Xia Anzhi strode towards the bed and reached out to support Su Momo's body.

"Su, don't get up, lie down." Xia Anzhi choked her throat, trying to suppress her crying.

"Yes, An'an, is An'an back?" Su Moya had a smile on his face that looked like dead tree bark.

"It's me, it's An An who's back, I'm sorry Su, I'm late." Xia Anzhi couldn't help but blame herself.

If she had come back earlier, if she hadn't stayed in the imperial city for so long, Wan Shengmei would never dare to treat Su like this.

The military yellow quilt was pressed against her legs, and a wet feeling soaked through Xia Anzhi's trousers. Xia Anzhi was startled, and reached out to touch it, and found that the entire quilt was wet.

And there was a faint pungent smell.

An unprecedented anger swelled in Xia Anzhi's heart, Wan Shengmei!She will definitely not let her have a good time!
"Su Momo, I brought Miaomiao back to see you, shall we take you out to live?" Xia Anzhi gently wiped the tears on Su Momo's face.

Su Meme has raised countless children in this life, but after Wan Shengmei took over the orphanage, many adult children were heartbroken and did not want to come back here.

So far, Xia Anzhi is the only one who still misses Su.

Su Memo patted Xia Anzhi's hand: "Momo is old, it's good to be here, no need to move."

The life of a child is not easy now, especially Xia Anzhi still has a child, how can life be better?

Su Momo didn't want to cause trouble for Xia Anzhi, of course Xia Anzhi knew it.

Xia Anzhi didn't even tell her that Su Meme paid for her medical treatment all the time.

Two years ago, when it was raining, Su Meme went to collect clothes for the children in the orphanage, but she stepped on moss and slipped, broke her hip and had to stay in bed all the time.

It wasn't that serious at the beginning, but as she got older, more and more complications appeared, Su Meme has been living very hard.

Xia Anzhi couldn't bear such a kind old man living such a miserable life.

"That's not okay, you know I'm stubborn when I'm young, you must listen to me this time." Xia Anzhi wiped away her tears, and gently laid Su Momo down.

"I'll go out and make a call, and I'll be here in a while."

In the yard in front of the tile house, many children ran over following Xia Anzhi and Xia Miaomiao.

Seeing Xia Miaomiao's mature appearance guarding in front of the grass in the tiled house, many little girls pushed each other forward, making laughing noises.

Xia Miaomiao frowned handsomely, impatient with the noisy noise behind her.

After a while, a little girl with two shofar braids came forward coyly: "You, are you also a child in Chaoyang Orphanage? Why have I never seen you?"

In such a hot weather, the little girl had a shy plateau red face, and her little black hands were tangled together to strike up a conversation with Xia Miaomiao.

With a cold face, Xia Miaomiao glanced at her lightly: "My mommy used to be."

The little girl seemed to be frightened, and looked at the brick-roofed house in front, as if remembering what Xia Anzhi had done to Wan Shengmei just now, she was a little scared.

"You, your mommy is a bad person, she hit our Dean Wan." The little girl naively wanted to teach Xia Miaomiao to distinguish between black and white.

Xia Miaomiao was deeply affectionate and cold, and shot a sharp eye at the little black girl standing next to her: "Stay away from me, you are so stupid to me."

How could Wan Shengmei, the old witch who pretended to be a good person in front of everyone, be compared with his perfect and kind mother.

The little girl didn't expect such a good-looking young lady to say such vicious words, so she burst into tears.

Immediately behind him, an older boy came up to help.

"Hey, your mother is a bad person, even you, why are you bullying the black girl?" The little boy was a head taller than Xia Miaomiao, and he seemed to eat a lot, and he was a tiger-headed tiger-brained person.

But Xia Miaomiao was not afraid of him at all, her small body was straight and her hands were tied behind her back.

He was affectionate and indifferent as if it was not the attitude he should have at this age.

"The Great Demon King said that we should pay back those who bully you a hundred times. If you want to stand up for her, just try it." The little guy said the words, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.

The little fat man standing in front of the black girl looked at the little man who was a head shorter than her in front of him without moving. For the first time, he even felt retreating, and he dared not go forward.

Xiao Miaomiao didn't bother to care about such naive little kids, so he wouldn't really beat these people, lest they get disabled and Mommy would have to spend money to see a doctor for them.

As soon as Xia Anzhi came out, she saw Xia Miaomiao confronting a group of children face to face, and almost thought Xia Miaomiao was going to fight.

"Meow, don't fight." Xia Anzhi said seriously.

Seeing Xia Anzhi's appearance, the children in the orphanage rushed away as if seeing a big villain.

Xia Miaomiao curled her lips: "I don't bother beating up rookies like them."

He has practiced karate since he was a child in order to protect his mother. Although he is only four years old now, it is easy to do such things as abusing food.

"I know Mommy, how is Grandma Su? Shall we pick up Grandma Su?" Xiao Miaomiao put her hands behind her back and looked very determined.

Xia Anzhi touched his head: "Of course, I have already called the hospital, and they will send an ambulance here soon."

Su Memo's body was covered in feces and urine, and her back, which had been paralyzed all year round, was already a little rotten. These must be dealt with as soon as possible.

"Mummy, I have already contacted the lawyer just now, and after collecting the evidence, I can sue the old witch." Xia Miaomiao said proudly.

"Okay, when Su Momo's condition stabilizes, we'll show the old witch some color." Xia Anzhi clenched her fists and said fiercely.

It was already night when Su Memo was transferred back to the hospital. He helped the nurses clean up the wounds and dirt on Su Memo's body. Xia Anzhi asked for a VIP ward so that Su Memo could have a good rest.

"How come such a serious situation has not been sent to the hospital until now?" the man in a white coat reprimanded Xia Anzhi with a determined face.

"Is Su Momo seriously ill?" Xia Anzhi anxiously grabbed the doctor's wrist.

The doctor glanced at her with dissatisfaction in his eyes: "The old man's legs have already had necrotic tissue. If these places are allowed to fester later, the only way to survive is to amputate! They are already so old. Is it possible to undergo amputation? Even if I am amputated, but I am too old and my recovery ability was slow last time, I am very likely to be infected with more serious complications."

Although Xia Anzhi had never studied medicine, she could still imagine the scene.

She tightened her lower lip and tried her best not to let her voice tremble: "I know the doctor, we will cooperate with the treatment."

The doctor looked at Xia Anzhi, and he didn't look like someone who would abuse the elderly, so he could only sigh, shook his head and left.

Xia Anzhi stood outside the door of the ward, looking at the old man who was infused with oxygen and chatting with Xia Miaomiao with a loving face, her heart was sore.

"Grandma Su, do you know? Mommy's cakes are getting uglier and uglier." Xia Miaomiao scrolled through the pictures on her phone.

That one was the cake that Xia Anzhi made for Mo Lingyu to make amends. After making it, Xia Anzhi took a photo with the cake with Miaomiao in his arms.

Su Meme couldn't close her mouth when she smiled, and the few remaining teeth couldn't support her lips, which were wrapped like a bun.

"Your mother has no talent for making things since she was a child." Su Memo seemed to think of the past, with a loving and emotional tone.

"Grandma Su, what did Mommy look like when she was a child? Was it good-looking? Was it naughty? Was it dark?" The appearance of the little black girl in the orphanage was so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, Xia Miaomiao couldn't help asking.

Su Meme smiled and shook her head: "Your mother was not naughty at all when she was a child, she just liked to read, write, write and draw quietly."

But no one thought that when she grew up, Xia Anzhi seemed to be a different person. Looking back on what she did before, showing the film to Mo Lingyu, and dancing in person, she was like a seductive little girl. Difficult as a goblin.

Xiao Miaomiao tilted her head and compared the Xia Anzhi in Su Momo's impression with the mommy he knew, but she didn't think it was the same.

"When An An was a child, she was the most beautiful little princess in the whole courtyard." Su Meme said proudly.

Because the way Xia Anzhi came to the orphanage was different from others, Xia Anzhi was picked up by Su Meme himself. No one knows where Su Meme found this child, but everyone knows that Su Meme was a child. He loves Xia Anzhi so much, and even holds it in his palm with care, as if afraid of melting.

Xia Miaomiao agrees with this point very much, and he also feels that there is no second person in this world who is prettier than Mommy.

Xia Anzhi felt sore and uncomfortable when she heard the conversation inside. Because of Wan Shengmei's relationship, she could tell Su Momo how much the child she raised by herself cared about respecting and loving her.

She has been living in the illusion of not being remembered, even so, Su Memo still regards her as her dearest child, how can she not be moved or feel guilty.