I pampered my mother in the nurturing game

If there were any commotion or trouble, Mrs. Fu might not be able to handle it alone.

After all, Mrs. Fu's fear of others is engraved in her bones due to her years of experiences.

Don't be afraid of [-], just be afraid of what happens.

Thinking of this, Yu Feiwan woke up from a dream and said solemnly, "You guys go to school first, cousin, you go and ask for leave for me, I have to go home and watch over you."

Yu Ping, who was careless and careless, also sensed the danger of an impending storm from Yu Feiwan's reaction. She tightly grasped Yu Feiwan's sleeves with her little hands and drummed in her heart, "Will something happen at home today?"

"If it's not too late, why don't we go back together."

"Many people are powerful."

Yu Feiwan comforted her word by word, "I can handle it."

"Go."

The short words and solemn tone can't help but be convincing.

As if to completely comfort Yu Ping, Yu Feiwan lowered his head, leaned on Yu Ping's shoulder with a soft expression, and whispered softly.

The sound was very small, like a mosquito.

Under Yu Feiwan's watch, Lin Haihong, Yu Ping, and Yu Fengjiao turned around three times step by step and walked into the school anxiously.

Lin Haihong's eyes were particularly complicated and obscure.

There are worries and trepidations.

But it was more guilt and disappointment.

He is young, mature, steady and smart, and has always been quick to change things.

As long as the Dong family returns to the village and makes casual inquiries, they will find out that his parents and his uncle's family have an ugly past.

Hope, hope that his mother will not commit evil at this juncture.

Yu Feiwan waved his hand, turned around after a moment, and ran towards home.

In the familiar narrow alley, there were constant curses.

Yu Feiwan desperately squeezed in through the crowd of onlookers, her heart sank. In an instant, it was like countless negative emotions came to her heart, making her just want to curse without any image or quality.

There were stains on the quaint and clean courtyard door that exuded a stench. Mrs. Fu was helpless and hugged Yu Peng tightly without letting go. Her hair was in strands, dripping with drops of water. There were red palm prints on her cheeks and feet. There is also a little yellow cat next to him who breathes out more than he takes in.

In the past, she was always a little unable to distinguish between Er Huang and Xiao Huang.

Later, no matter what she called, Erhuang and Xiaohuang would respond to her, and she didn't bother to distinguish them.

But at this moment, she could clearly tell that the little yellow cat lying at Mrs. Fu's feet was Erhuang.

Yu Peng in Mrs. Fu's arms kept trembling, and his face turned pale.

The clean wooden pavilion in the yard was now in a mess.

The big yellow dog on a leash in the corner roared angrily.

The people surrounding Mrs. Fu who were scolding her were all unfamiliar faces, but Yu Feiwan still saw something fishy from her facial features.

"Go away."

Yu Feiwan pushed down the person who was about to pour water on Mrs. Fu and stood in front of Mrs. Fu and Yu Peng.

"Sister." Yu Peng's pitiful cry was like a kitten's, which made Yu Feiwan's heart ache.

She didn't expect that people could be so vicious.

Yu Feiwan didn't bother to appease Yu Peng and Mrs. Fu, but stubbornly used himself as a wall to protect Mrs. Fu.

When they saw Yu Feiwan, the eyes of the people making trouble flickered.

"We are here to seek justice."

"We have all found out clearly that the woman behind you used to be a broomstick and a murderer who killed the whole family. As soon as she came, the alley was plagued by crows. Now there are still people who have been bitten. I can’t get out the door.”

"No matter what, we have to drive this unlucky thing out today."

"If you keep blocking me, I'll catch you too."

"What a good thing it can be to be as close as a murderer."

"Sister, what are you talking about with such a little girl? People say that this family is not serious, that the father is not the father, and the daughter is not the daughter. How can a serious family be willing to adopt such little girls one after another?"

"Tsk, my dear girl, warm your bed." Yu Feiwan listened coldly to the abuse and slander of several people.

The courtyard wall crackled, and Teacher Lu's voice was anxious and worried, "Fei Wan, these scum locked the door of my house from the outside."

"How's it going over there?"

Teacher Lu is no longer as elegant and calm as before.

Yu Feiwan curled his lips coldly, "Teacher Lu, I can handle it."

The brain worked like crazy, refining and enriching the clarified line bit by bit.

Are these people trying to pay off the mother-in-law?

No, it’s meant for Yu Peng.

Wang Qinxiu's existence was probably because she wanted to appear when Mrs. Fu was at a loss, and then become Mrs. Fu's only life-saving straw.

In a panic, it is normal and natural to lose a frightened child.

Yu Feiwan's eyes swept across the crowd of spectators.

There is no Wang Qinxiu’s hateful and familiar face.

It turns out that Wang Qinxiu hasn’t had the chance to play yet.

Well, then just wait.

She had given Wang Qinxiu too many opportunities to change her ways, and it was also because Lin Haihong had been soft-hearted towards Wang Qinxiu too many times.

Some people will keep jumping if they are not trampled to death.

"A crow plague?"

"Are you here to seek justice for the Dong family?"

"Is this a stranger who draws a sword to help when someone encounters injustice on the road, or is he a close relative of the Dong family?"

"I didn't know about the crow plague."

"But I heard that the crows only caught the Dong family and bit them, and no one else looked at them."

"Teacher Lu, do you think so?"

Yu Feiwan raised his voice sharply, harsh and loud.

Across the wall, Teacher Lu responded without hesitation, "No."

"The crows are now building nests and giving birth to their young under the eaves of the Dong family."

"I am a cultured person who pays attention to dignity. If you go out and ask around, you will know that I will not lie. I have never had any grievances with the Dong family. There is no need to smear me."

Yu Feiwan answered, "If you say that my grandma is the broomstick and attracts the crows, then why don't the crows bite the Shen family instead of the Shao family?"

"Perhaps it was the Dong family who committed the crime themselves."

"In the stories of the older generation, crows are psychic."

Yu Feiwan bent down and picked up the dying Erhuang, and then helped Mrs. Fu, whose thick clothes were completely soaked, "Auntie, step back."

"pass it to me."

Mrs. Fu shook her head, pushed Yu Peng to Yu Feiwan, and rushed towards the kitchen, carrying a sharp kitchen knife, and stared fearlessly at the troublemakers.

"My old lady, after living for so many years, she has lived enough."

"Now we are being bullied right at the doorstep of our house. My little grandson and I are both beaten like this, and the clay figurine is still very angry."

"You are a little son of a bitch. He sprays feces when you open his mouth. How can the police not know whether I am a murderer or not, so that you can do justice to God?"

"Come on, whoever wants to bully us? Kill one of them without losing money and you will definitely make money."

"Are you serious or not? People who are not serious don't think anything is serious. Maybe there is no ethics in your family. Your daughters are all father's bed warmers."

"How else could you say these disgusting and smelly words?"

"come!"

Mrs. Fu waved the kitchen knife in her hand and gritted her teeth.