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Yang Shihan shook his head and said: "You put

Mrs. Guo Gong said: "Children, we are not letting you live in Cheng Xuan's room, just - we are afraid that you will be more sad when you live in his room."

Zhen Guogong and his wife looked at each other.

Mrs. Guogong made arrangements for Yang Shihan, but Yang Shihan took the initiative to say: "I want to live in the place where Cheng Xuan lived before."

Yang Shihan did not speak.

Zhen Guogong promised: "Children, you can rest assured that you are in our Mohist family, and our Mohist family will not treat you badly."

Yang Shihan looked at the back of his parents and was very self-blaming.

Mrs. Yang looked at her daughter with a distressed look, then looked at the town Guogong and Guogong’s wife: “Please, please.” Then I went to chase my husband.

Yang Daren went away with anger.

Mrs. Guo Gong immediately promised: "Yang Daren, Mrs. Yang, you can rest assured that Shi Ning is in our Mohist family. We will never treat her badly. We will take good care of her."

"Hey, please fulfill this little wish of the daughter. The daughter hopes that the child can be born in the Mohist family and hopes that Cheng Xuan can see it." Yang Shihan endured sadness.

Yang Guohan listened to Yang Guohan, and the heart was put down. Even if it was a Mohist, even if he was powerful again, if Yang Shihan insisted on leaving, he could not stay strong, so he heard Yang Shihan’s willingness to stay and his heart was happy. Look at Yang Jingtian: "Yang Daren, we should respect the children's choices."

"You are this child--" Yang Da’s popularity doesn’t know what to say.

Yang Shihan hesitated for a while, looked at his parents, and took a deep bow. He said: "Hey, mother, sorry! Forgive the daughter's filial piety, the daughter wants to stay in the town government, if the child does not see his father. The daughter hopes that he can be born in the place where his father has been, and feel the breath of his father."

Yang Daren looked at his daughter and said: "Shen Ning, tell them, you have to go back to Yang family with your mother."

The town’s unhappy sorrow to the ink ninety-nine, blaming her daughter for not talking to herself, Yang Shihan is the daughter of Yang’s family. Now Xuan’s child is dead, how can she agree to stay in Mohist!

Bai Jiu saw it and stood in the same position. "Zhen Guogong, Yang Daren, you should not argue again. If you are so noisy, you can’t make a result. It’s better to let Miss Yang decide for herself. After all, the child is in her belly, she has to leave and she should respect her choice."

The two men are arrogant and do not give each other.

"He is still in my daughter's belly, you have no right to leave my daughter."

"Oh! Even if your daughter didn't marry my son, but her belly is pregnant with my son's child, this alone, the husband has the right to let her stay." Since he is a son's child, he must let him Born in Mohist, I must let his name be ink.

Yang Daren dismissed: "Why, is the town Guogong still forcibly leaving my daughter? My daughter may not marry Mo Chengxuan. If you force someone to stay, we can go to the palace to find the emperor and see him. How will it be judged?"

"Not allowed to go." Zhen Guogong saw Yang Daren's attitude is cold, but also indifferent.

Yang Daren smiled coldly after listening to it: "Zhen Guogong, your face has changed so fast. Now that my son is gone, I want to ask my grandson in my daughter's belly. Are you bullying when we are Yang Jia? Although the old man agreed that she gave birth to the child, this child will never be left to the Mohist family, nor will it be surnamed Mo. Your son is dead. I want to give my daughter a name, let my daughter give you your son. Keep your life forever? Don't dream, you will die this heart! This child has nothing to do with your Mohist, don't forget, from the beginning, you denied him. Shi Ning, go home with my mother ""

"Yang Daren, Miss Yang is now pregnant with the children of our Mohist family, so - the old man asked Yang Daren to let the money stay in the Mohist until she gave birth to a child. At that time, if Miss Yang wants to leave, we will never Block, if Miss Yang wants to stay, we must give her a name." Zhen Guogong put down his body, very polite to speak with Yang Daren.

Yang Daren looked at the town Guogong, cold and cold: "Zhen Guogong, my daughter came to your house to disturb, it is the old husband's discipline is not strict, the old husband will take her back to the government to discipline." Although the death of Mo Chengxuan is regrettable After his daughter’s belly left him, he was lucky, but when he thought of what Wang Guogong had said, he was angry in his heart. In any case, the children in his daughter’s belly would never give them a Mohist because the town The public denied the child at the beginning.

When the town official saw it, he immediately stopped: "Slow."

"Shen Ning, let's go." The mother pulled her daughter's hand to leave.

My father’s face is hard to read: “It’s a matter of Mohism, it’s nothing to do with you.”

"Shi Ning -" the mother called.

When Yang Shihan’s parents learned that their daughter had disappeared, they immediately rushed to the town government office.

"No, no, it is not him, it must not be him. You must be mistaken. He will not die, he will not die." Yang Shihan shook his head desperately and refused to accept this fact.

Mrs. Guogong sadly said: "We are not willing to accept this fact, but -"

Yang Shihan grabbed the hand of Mrs. Guogong firmly: "The man is not Cheng Xuan, not Cheng Xuan, he just wears Xuan Xuan's clothes."

Bai Jiu immediately ordered the soldiers to cover them.

When the town Guogong saw this scene, the hatred in his heart was deeper, and his son died so badly, how can he not hate it!

Mrs. Guogong saw this scene, tears kept flowing, worried that Yang Shihan was excited because she would fall back. She immediately helped her and comforted her: "Children, you are pregnant, don't be too sad."

Yang Shihan did not care so much, immediately ran up to see, when she saw the **** and fuzzy, rotted and invisible body, she shook her head desperately: "No, this is not him, this must not be him. Although the clothes are His, people must not be him." Immediately back.

A rotten smell came from the scorpion.