Chapter 74: 74. Chapter 74: The Battered Zhao Dasao

74. Chapter 74: The Battered Zhao Dasao

"Uh, yes, a tabby cat..."

Jiang Xiaoxiao hurriedly covered the three horizontal stripes on the little tiger's forehead with her sleeve, only revealing the little tiger's tabby cat-like body.

The old women are old, so it's better not to let them know that this is a tiger, lest they be frightened.

"Auntie, I have something to do, I'll go first."

After speaking, Jiang Xiaoxiao hugged the little tiger cub and buried her head to rush to Zhao Dasao's house, but her heart was a little uneasy. The gossip chatted by the group of old women just now, I don't know if it's true...

If it's true, Zhao Dasao is too pitiful. This Zhao Wulai is domestic violence and cheating, he is really not a man!

She walked all the way, and her mood couldn't help but become heavy.

The little tiger in her arms seemed unaware, raised its claws to its mouth and licked them, lazily yawning.

"You are comfortable." Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn't help but get angry. She hugged it all the way here and was almost unable to hold it, but it was good, nestling comfortably in her arms, "You get down and walk yourself, I can't hold you anymore."

"Awoo~"

"…… Acting like a baby is useless."

The little tiger, who was abandoned, hurriedly followed Jiang Xiaoxiao's pace, chasing her, calling "Awoo," "Awoo" all the way, spinning around her feet, and couldn't stop acting like a baby.

Jiang Xiaoxiao looked down at it, "Aren't you able to walk yourself."

At this moment, the tiger cub is still small. Although she is only five years old, she can barely hold it. But after a month or two, when the tiger grows up, she might not be able to hold it.

So, one person and one tiger came to Zhao Wulai's house like this.

From afar, Jiang Xiaoxiao saw a figure kneeling on the ground in the courtyard. It was only when she got closer that she saw clearly that it was Chunmiao kneeling on the ground, constantly kowtowing, begging:

"Father, please, find a doctor to help Mother see..."

"See what, this is all brought on by that woman herself!" Zhao Wulai walked out of the room and cursed.

Seeing Chunmiao kneeling on the ground kowtowing and begging Zhao Wulai, Jiang Xiaoxiao only felt full of sadness. This scene was familiar. She also lived such a life in the old Li family...

"Father, please, I will do whatever you want me to do in the future..."

In the courtyard, Chunmiao's head hit the dry and solid mud ground, purple and blue. "Mother will lose her life if this continues. How can you have the heart..."

"Dead is just right!" Zhao Wulai cruelly interrupted her words, "This yellow-faced woman is dead, I can just take a new one!"

"Father!" Chunmiao shouted desperately.

"Dead girl, are you calling for souls? So noisy!" Zhao Wulai seemed to be impatient with being disturbed, and kicked Chunmiao.

Chunmiao's thin body was kicked to the ground, and she burst into despair, tears falling down her cheeks.

"Shut up! You only know how to cry all day, just like your mother, so annoying!"

Zhao Wulai cursed and walked out of the courtyard. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of the person walking over to watch, and a lewd smile instantly appeared on his face: "Yo, girl, what are you doing in my house? You're not looking for Uncle, are you?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao was caught off guard and hurriedly took a step back: "I, I'm looking for Sister Chunmiao."

"Hey, girl, what are you afraid of? Uncle just wants to say a few words to you." Seeing Jiang Xiaoxiao retreat, Zhao Wulai frowned, but his eyes unscrupulously swept over Jiang Xiaoxiao's clean and delicate little face.

Don't say, this little face is good-looking, it's just that she is a bit young...

He felt a pity in his heart, but his gaze fell on Jiang Xiaoxiao's clean clothes again, and he couldn't help but be a bit greedy: "I say, girl, has your family made a fortune recently? This dress on you must cost a lot of money, right?"

While speaking, his hand reached directly toward Jiang Xiaoxiao's clothes.

Jiang Xiaoxiao frowned tightly. She didn't expect Zhao Wulai to be so shameless to this extent. There were neighbors nearby, and he dared to do something to her in broad daylight. She just wanted to open her mouth to call, but something suddenly rushed out from behind her.

"Awoo——"

With a low roar, Zhao Wulai screamed in pain: "Ah——!!"

He threw his hand away, only feeling that the meat on his hand was about to be torn off. He lowered his head and saw clearly what was biting him, and his face changed in fright: "Bi, Big, Big Bug!!"

"Awoo!!"

The little tiger, who stood up for her, tensed its body, stood in front of Jiang Xiaoxiao, baring its teeth at Zhao Wulai, revealing sharp teeth.

The tiger cub, which was still small, was far less scary than the king of all beasts in the forest, but its fierce and baring-teeth appearance also scared Zhao Wulai until his legs went soft.

"Why is there a long bug here!?"

Zhao Wulai retreated two steps in horror. Seeing Jiang Xiaoxiao being protected behind the tiger, he seemed to understand something, and his face suddenly became ugly, "Dead girl, you dare to let the long bug bite me! Are you looking for—"

Before he could finish speaking, the little tiger made a low "Awoo" sound at him again.

Zhao Wulai was so scared that he immediately closed his mouth. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, couldn't care about his hand covered in blood, and left a harsh word to Jiang Xiaoxiao: "You just wait!"

After speaking, he turned and ran.

The little tiger wanted to chase, but was called by Jiang Xiaoxiao: "Little Tiger, forget it, come back."

"Awoo~"

The little tiger bared its teeth and called out, as if very dissatisfied with the escaped Zhao Wulai.

"Forget it, it wouldn't be good to cause a death."

Jiang Xiaoxiao bent down and touched its head comfortingly. The fact that she raised a tiger was already shocking enough. If others knew that the tiger she raised bit someone to death, it would inevitably cause trouble.

After comforting the little tiger, Jiang Xiaoxiao got up and entered the courtyard.

At this moment, Chunmiao was still lying on the ground crying, her whole body curled into a ball. She seemed to be immersed in great grief, unaware of everything that happened outside the courtyard.

Jiang Xiaoxiao sighed helplessly in her heart, squatted down, and called out in a soft voice: "Sister Chunmiao..."

Chunmiao raised her tear-filled face, her voice still carrying a crying tone: "Xiaoxiao... why are you here?"

"I came to see you... what happened? I heard it outside just now, what's wrong with your mother?"

"Xiaoxiao..."

Chunmiao seemed unable to bear it anymore, pounced on Jiang Xiaoxiao and hugged her, crying bitterly, "My mother is dying, woo woo woo, Xiaoxiao, what should I do..."

"Sister Chunmiao, don't cry first, tell me, what's wrong with your mother?" Jiang Xiaoxiao patted Chunmiao's shoulder and comforted her softly.

However, when she entered the room with Chunmiao, she only saw eight-year-old Chunya kneeling by the bed crying, crying heart-rendingly, while Zhao Dasao lying on the bed was motionless, her eyes closed tightly, and her face was gray and white.

But the injuries on her forehead and corners of her eyes were unusually conspicuous.

Jiang Xiaoxiao frowned, stepped forward and directly lifted the quilt covering Zhao Dasao. The next second, she couldn't help but gasp.