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Chapter 17 of 20

Chapter 17 Brother, Are You Hurt?

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“You and your sister have never suffered such hardship, but it was all done by A’Ning. Tell me, why did you do this to her? Is your mother not good enough to you and your sister? She brought you up and treated you as her own children.

In danger, she would rather die with A’Ning to protect you. But why did you do this to her? She is your sister, the only daughter your mother has risked her life to give birth to. Can’t you treat her better for the sake of your mother saving you brother and sister? “

He was so angry that he hit his son with a whip, but Shen Wen Hao never flinched. He straightened his back and didn’t refute his father. He suffered this whip because he felt sorry for his sister. It was he who trampled on her rattle drum, and it was also this brother and sister who killed their mother.

“Father, please show mercy.” Shen Qing Rong knelt on the ground and pleaded for her brother. But Shen Wen Hao shook his head at her, indicating that she should stop talking.

However, the affection between the two of them made Shen Ding Shan even more angry. These pair of brother and sister are very close to each other, but his little A Ning, they can support each other. But his little A’Ning had lost her mother and is alone.

He picked up the whip again and was about to whip Shen Wen Mao again. No one could hurt his little A’Ning, not even his own son. But just when he was about to whip him, he heard a sound like a kitten.

“Dad…”

His fingers paused. He didn’t believe what he had heard. When he turned around, he saw his little A’Ning standing at the door. Was that her? Was it his daughter talking just now?

Did she call him dad?

“Dad…” another voice came.

Shen Qing Ci opened a pair of big black grape-like eyes and gripped the doorframe tightly with her tender fingers.

However, Shen Ding Shan didn’t move, nor did his action change. He was afraid that it was just a dream. He was afraid that when he woke up, his little A’ Ning still won’t speak or call him father.

Shen Qing Ci ran to Shen Wen Hao and stood in front of him.

“Father, don’t hit brother.”

The whip in his hand fell to the ground.

“A Ning, A Ning…” he squatted down and looked at his daughter’s face carefully.

“What did you call me just now? Are you calling me dad?”

“Dad,” called Shen Qing Ci obediently, speaking very clearly. It was not that she didn’t want to talk, but that she didn’t know how to open her mouth or how to face her father and brother who had been killed by her in her previous life.

Tears welled up in his eyes. His little A’Ning finally spoke. Otherwise, he didn’t know what to do? He also planned to go to the Palace tomorrow and ask for an imperial physician.

After all, it had been so long, and A Ning hadn’t said a word. He was afraid that if she didn’t say anything, she might not be able to speak again in the future.

“Father, don’t hit brother,” said Shen Qing Ci, as she put her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder.

“A Ning dreamed of mother. A’ Ning missed her.”

He held his daughter in his arms. The tall man was shorter than before. He missed his wife too.

Xuo Fei, you see, our daughter can talk. That’s good. Don’t worry, I will take good care of her and won’t let anyone bully her, even Wen Hao and Qing Rong.

“Hiss…” Shen Wen Hao gritted his teeth. His back was red and swollen after being beaten, and the government doctor was applying medicine to his wound.

“Your father’s whip is really not light.”

The doctor clicked his tongue and said, “But you only got one whip this time. I remember when you were disobedient he whipped you at least three times.”

“Ha ha…”

Shen Wen Hao smiled stupidly, grimacing in pain. It’s okay. The whip was worth it. Otherwise, he didn’t know when his sister would be able to speak. He didn’t regret it at all, even if his father beat him a few more times.

“Where does this little baby come from? “As soon as the doctor turned around, he saw a small, lotus coloured coat hidden at the door, and her hair was also combed with two flower buds. What a lovely girl! How bright her eyes were.

“A Ning,” Shen Wen Hao hurriedly pulled up his clothes and squatted down, enduring the pain. “Come to brother.”

It turned out to be the Third Young Lady. The doctor touched his beard and knew. He knew that the reason why Shen Ding Shan went out this time was to look for his wife and daughter. It was a pity that his wife had died, but there was only a four year old child. Was it this child?

She really looked like Luo Xuo Fei. What a pity! What a good woman.

He picked up his medicine box and walked over to the little girl. He touched her little head and felt that the little girl was too young to be understood. She was soft and pitiful. Of course, her eyes were always pitiful.

“Good girl,” he said with a smile. Then he went out with the medicine box on his back. Of course, he didn’t want to disturb the brother and sister.

Shen Qing Ci walked over with her short legs. The ten year old Shen Wen Hao was tall enough to be an adult, but she was still very young. Even if he squatted down, he was much taller than her.

She carefully looked for the scars on Shen Wen Hao’s face. She remembered that he had grown up. Of course, he was also like this. Although he was too childish, he was her brother, the brother who could die for her.

Who said that she was not loved by anyone in the world? There were so many people including father, brother, and sister. Although sister hated her, in the end, in order to protect her, she married that shameless man, and ended up like that.

“A Ning, I’m your brother. Do you know me?” Shen Wen Hao made a face and said, “When you were a child, I often teased you like this. You like to bite my hand and smile at me.”

In fact, Shen Qing Ci really didn’t remember these things. She was four years old when she was reborn again. She didn’t remember and didn’t have many impressions. All her impressions were from her previous life and now.

“Does my brother hurt?”

She stood on the ground and threw her body into her brother’s arms.

Brother, do you feel pain?

Does it hurt?

Did you feel pain when you are dismembered?

Did you feel pain when your head was separated?

Did it hurt when dad hit you?