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Chapter 2020

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"That's a good thing. You're not young anymore. It's time for you to go home and enjoy your family. When do you plan to leave?"

Su Qianxun felt like crying. She was very reluctant. Her younger brother had just left, and Aunt Zhang was about to leave too.

Suddenly, there was no one by her side.

But she could not be too selfish. Aunt Zhang's family needed her.

"Young mistress, I'm worried about you. I said that I won't go back for now. I'll go back after you give birth." Aunt Zhang quickly held her hand.

"There's no need for that. Since your son and daughter-in-law have suggested it, you can't turn them down. You can go back next week. Stay with me for another week."

Su Qianxun knew very well that Aunt Zhang was not young anymore. If she insisted on staying, she would offend her daughter-in-law. When Aunt Zhang grew old, she would still have to rely on her son and daughter-in-law.

Aunt Zhang had taken care of her for so long. She could not let Aunt Zhang be unhappy in her old age.

"Well …"

Aunt Zhang was in a dilemma.

"Don't worry. I still have Mian Mian with me. She'll take good care of me."

"Sigh, young mistress, why can't you be more selfish?" Aunt Zhang's eyes turned slightly red.

"Aunt Zhang, thank you for taking care of me and Jiye all these years. You're our benefactor and our family." Su Qianxun tightened her grip on Aunt Zhang's arm.

Aunt Zhang turned and secretly wiped away her tears.

On the way, Su Qianxun calculated how much money she had left. Aunt Zhang could not go home empty-handed. She had to leave some money for her when she was old.

But she only had a few tens of thousands of RMB now. She still had to give birth and take care of the baby. All these would need money.

When she thought of this, Su Qianxun suddenly felt a little nervous. No matter what, she would not let Aunt Zhang go home empty-handed.

The two of them went to the familiar market to buy groceries. They picked out the freshest vegetables together and bought some meat to entertain Lin 'er the next day.

After buying the groceries, the two of them walked out. Suddenly, there were explosions around them, and Aunt Zhang and Su Qianxun were shocked.

In the blink of an eye, the originally lively and peaceful market suddenly turned into a living hell. Screams and cries could be heard incessantly!

Aunt Zhang was scared out of her wits, but she still grabbed Su Qianxun's hand immediately and said anxiously, "Young mistress, quickly hide under the bed. Hurry!"

Aunt Zhang quickly pushed Su Qianxun and hid them under a stone slab that was used to sell vegetables. Aunt Zhang quickly took out something from the side and tried to hide them from view.

"Aunt Zhang, come in too!" Su Qianxun was about to drag Aunt Zhang into the house when Aunt Zhang suddenly widened her eyes.

An ominous feeling made Su Qianxun's heart clench. When Aunt Zhang turned around, Su Qianxun saw a half-disfigured woman!

Qiao Yiren!

At this moment, there was a bloody hole in Auntie Zhang's back, and blood was gushing out!

Aunt Zhang suddenly shielded Su Qianxun with her body. She was worried that Qiao Yiren would hurt her.

"You old fart, go to hell!" Qiao Yiren suddenly stabbed the dagger in her hand at Aunt Zhang, who was blocking her way, as if she had gone mad.

"Auntie Zhang, don't! Qiao Yiren, you lunatic! "Su Qianxun pushed Aunt Zhang away as if she had gone mad. She hugged Aunt Zhang tightly and shielded the latter with her body.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Aunt Zhang had already been stabbed several times, and each stab was aimed at her vital parts.

Aunt Zhang looked at her and said with great difficulty, "Young mistress … run!"

After she said that, she completely stopped breathing.

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