Chapter 849
He didn't want to mention the person who stole his daughter, let alone meet him.
Humph, if you want to see me, it was the bastard who carried the gift and kowtowed to the mouth of the Medicine King Valley for a visit!
Could it be that he still wants to see him as an elder?
An impossible thing!
It’s also considered that boy knew the truth and died early. If he was still alive now, he would definitely give him some losses!
Otherwise, I don’t know how powerful this father-in-law is!
Seeing the ghost doctor's face unhappy, Qin Muxiu knew that he must have never seen him before.
The ghost doctor once said that Zhao Jiner only has one or two points to Xiao’er’s mother, and the remaining seven or eight points is Xiao’er’s father.
But Zhao Jiner and the Zhao family have no similarities in appearance.
Zhao Zheng and Zhuzi both have Zi Tang's face and a short figure, and their facial features are also very reckless, and they are crazy.
Look at Zhao Jiner again, she is beautiful, slender, white, tender and soft, and how can she look like the Zhao family?
So... the "father" mentioned by Zhao Jiner is the man who eloped out of the ghost doctor's daughter, no one knows except the ghost doctor's daughter himself.
If...If Zhao Jin'er is not Zhao's father's daughter, then who is her biological father?
Her mother died of childbirth, so why did her biological father ignore and ignore her for many years?
Problems, like thread tips, are increasing.
"Honey! Come and help!" Zhao Jiner's scream in surprise interrupted Qin Muxiu's thoughts.
He hurried to the backyard in three steps in two steps.
"What's wrong?"
"The sheep gave birth to the lamb!"
When the family was separated, Mrs. Qin gave them one male and one female two lambs. Unexpectedly, the lambs that were originally now become parents.
And he is better than the blue than the blue, and he has a rare quadplug!
The mother sheep is young and strong, and all four lambs are alive.
He was just thin and weak, especially the fourth brother, who didn't open his eyes for a long time and looked bad.
The other three had already been sucked into the big sheep's arms and sucked milk. It lay motionlessly on the side, not moving.
If it weren't for the rising and falling of its belly, it would have thought it was dead.
It made Zhao Jiner very anxious.
Qin Muxiu went back to the kitchen and took a bowl, "squeezing out the milk and feeding it."
Unexpectedly, it would not drink the milk squeezed out at all.
It choked when it was fed.
Qin Muxiu had no choice now.
He has read many books, but none of them have taught this.
The young couple was so anxious that they paced back and forth in the sheep pen, like a helpless couple of novice parents.
The ghost doctor came here to provide timely guidance, "Little fool, a newborn lamb is like a newborn baby, and can only eat her mother's milk. If you make it out, how can it be? You can make a cotton ball, dip the milk and put it on its mouth, so that it can suck it."
"well."
Zhao Jiner quickly did as she did, and the lamb was a little resistant at first.
After trying it a few times, it opened its mouth and absorbed its mother's milk intoxication.
Zhao Jiner was so excited that she almost cried, "Ah, it ate! It sucked! It scared me to death. I just thought it was going to die!"
The ghost doctor smiled with his hands behind his back, "Everything has a spirit. These little things have a will to survive, but they are not weaker than humans at all. Sucking two cotton balls is enough. It is just a little bit of a baby, and eating too much is not good."
"Okay grandfather!" Zhao Jiner said sweetly.
Looking at the sweet and cute look of his granddaughter, the ghost doctor suddenly frowned.
"The sheep have all given birth to a cub, why are you two moving at all?"
Somehow, Zhao Jiner remembered the wet kiss when she was rushing on the mountain path during the day.
My little face turned red all of a sudden.
The ghost doctor gave her a look and said, "It's been more than a year since she got married. When she mentioned the child, she was so embarrassed!"
Chapter completed!