Chapter 1292
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"I … I'm not spouting nonsense … If not for … If not for this troublemaker, father wouldn't have died …"
As soon as she finished speaking, Doudou felt a lump in her throat. She grabbed her mother's clothes and cried sadly.
Li Ru's face was full of awkwardness.
Lingling, who was standing at the side, seemed to have lost all her strength at the mention of this sad matter. Her eyes reddened.
Deep down, she knew that this matter had nothing to do with Yoo Yoo, but if not for Yoo Yoo, her father would be fine.
However, she was very clear about gratitude and grudges; she did not blame him!
Doudou, however, was not as clear-minded as her. Having lost her father at such a young age, she put all the blame on Yoo Yoo.
Yoo Yoo pursed his lips and snuggled into Yun Shishi's embrace. His eyelashes drooped a little forlornly.
He was obviously a little sad, too.
Li Ru immediately tried to smooth things over. "The child is immature and said some unruly things. Please don't take it to heart."
"What exactly happened?" Yun Shishi keenly sensed that this matter was not as simple as it seemed. She wanted to get to the bottom of it.
When Li Ru heard this, she sighed but did not say anything.
She did not blame Yoo Yoo, but the pillar of the family had collapsed. As a widow and an orphan with two children, she really did not know what to do in the future.
Yoo Yoo had instructed Vermilion Bird to give her a sum of money.
She refused to accept it no matter what.
Vermilion Bird thought that he was being courteous and said that there were a few million yuan in the envelope, which included Zhao Xiangjun's funeral expenses and some compensation. She regretfully said that a human life could not be measured by money, but at the same time, on behalf of Yun Tianyou, she conveyed that if there was anything she needed in the future, just let her know.
Li Ru's tears fell the next second.
It turned out that the collapse of the family's pillar in the village was not something that could be measured by money!
What was the use of money?
In Anyang Village, the rice that every household ate was grown in their own fields, the firewood was chopped from the mountains, and the oil was obtained from the oil mill. All of this required a man to bear the responsibility!
She was an orphan and a widow. Without a man to support her in the family, she would definitely be bullied. Who knew if someone would gossip behind her back.
Today, as soon as she left the house, someone followed her behind and scolded her for being a jinx.
Her in-laws had already spat on her because of Zhao Xiangjun's death.
Li Ru's heart was bitter.
Doudou leaned against him with red eyes. She pursed her lips and didn't say anything.
When Yoo Yoo saw this, she couldn't bear it and whispered into Mu Yazhe's ear, "Daddy, Uncle Zhao's death is indeed related to me! If it wasn't for me, the Zhao family wouldn't have fallen into such a miserable state. Bring them back to the capital! "
Mu Yazhe frowned and looked at him. "What's going on?!"
"It's him!"
When Yoo Yoo mentioned this name, the anger in her eyes could no longer be concealed!
Even if he did not find out the identity of these assassins, he judged that they were most likely the pursuers sent by Mu Lianjue.
It seemed that they had the intention of dying together. These people did not leave any leeway for them and did not care about life or death!
If not for Zhao Xiangjun, he might not have been able to tell whether he was dead or alive!
Yoo Yoo whispered in his ear and recounted what happened after he was rescued by Zhao Xiangjun in a concise manner.
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