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Chapter 405 A Well-behaved Little Boy
The village was remote and desolate. Huang Zhenzhen entered the village and wanted to ask the people in the village what year and month it was.

Before entering the village, Huang Zhenzhen saw a few children in ragged clothes under a plum tree in front of the village.

Most of these children are only five or six years old, the oldest is seven or eight years old, and the youngest is about four years old. Each of them has a lot of patches on their clothes.

It looks like life is not plentiful.

What caught Huang Zhenzhen's attention was that boys and girls gathered around to bully a little boy about four years old.

Because his back was facing away, Huang Zhenzhen couldn't see the little boy's appearance clearly, but felt that he was so thin that he felt distressed.

Distressed...

She didn't know what she was distressed about, but she couldn't take her eyes off the little boy.

"The green jujube is mine, you give it back to me."

"Do you say that what is yours is yours? What proof do you have?"

"I picked this in the barren forest in the back mountain."

"We have searched for so many times in the back mountain but have not been able to find the green jujube. Why can you find it?"

"I don't think he picked wild green dates from the back mountain at all, he just stole them."

"I didn't steal it, I picked it."

"Hey, you are a shameless thief just like his father. You deserved your father to be crushed to death by the collapsed earth wall."

"My father is not a thief, that pork is what my father worked hard to buy for my mother."

"Oh, you dare to be fierce, don't you deserve a beating? Who doesn't know that you are a bastard. Before your father and your mother were married, your mother was stealing men outside, and you have this little bastard. "

"Don't scold my mother." The little boy didn't know if he was too angry, his face was flushed with anger.

Huang Zhenzhen finally saw the little boy's appearance clearly.

That was a very handsome kid.

He is said to be handsome because he is so good-looking, that face is so beautiful that it does not distinguish between men and women.

Even she looked at it for a long time before guessing that he was a little boy.

All the children around had dark and rough skin, but only his skin was tender and tender. Even though the clothes on his body were so torn that they could barely cover his whole body, he still couldn't tan his skin.

As if...he was born with fair skin.

His voice was crunchy, even a little babyish, and when he first started speaking, he was timid, not even daring to lift his head.

In the back, those people insulted his parents, and the little boy knew that he was invincible, but he refuted it back with his head held high.

Huang Zhenzhen was somewhat displeased with so many children bullying a four or five-year-old boy.

Especially those children who uttered dirty words and even hit people with their hands.

"What? Dare to do it but dare not admit it? Go to the village and ask, how many men in the village have your mother never seduced? Your mother is a vixen, a shameless vixen."

"Because of your mother and son coming, our life in Hushui Village is becoming more and more difficult. Every year, it is either a drought or a plague of locusts, and you are the disaster."

"The trouble, vixen, shameless vixen."

The little boy clasped his hands and said angrily, "I warn you, it doesn't matter how you scold me, but you can't scold my mother."

"What's wrong with scolding your mother, your mother is a vixen. Who knows that besides you, your mother also has a few shameless bastards outside."

"boom……"

The skinny and cowardly little boy punched the seven-year-old child viciously.

The seven-year-old child was stunned by the beating. He was angry and angry for a long time, and roared violently, "You dare to hit me, you bastard, I will beat you to death."

The two wrestled together, punching left and right and kicking.

Although the little boy was young and couldn't beat him, he was unwilling to admit defeat. He used his utmost strength for each punch, as if he wanted to release the anger that had been suppressed for a long time.

While beating, he yelled loudly, "Apologize, I want you to apologize to my parents."

"Bah, you're delusional, mother is a vixen, a vixen who specializes in seducing men. My mother said, your mother may have been a brothel prostitute before, the most despicable brothel prostitute."

The little boy was firmly pressed to the ground, punched in the face several times, the corner of his mouth was crooked, and a lot of blood flowed out, and one cheek was bruised and swollen.

Hearing his words, the little boy's originally angry heart broke out again.

I don't know where the strength came from, the little boy who was at a disadvantage turned defeat into victory, pressed him to the ground, and punched him vigorously in the face.

"I asked you to speak ill of my mother again, apologize, and apologize immediately."

"You dare to hit me, ah...I'm going to kill you..."

"Apologize immediately. If you don't apologize, even if you are the son of the village chief, I will still hit you."

"Ah...it hurts me to death. What are you doing blankly? Hit him. Let me beat him hard and kill him."

The other kids seemed terrified.

It never occurred to them that Yu Qingfan, who never fought back when beaten or scolded, would dare to fight the village chief's son because of a few words this time.

Hearing what Wang Dafu said, some of the other children went to drag the little boy, and some went to beat the little boy.

With one against ten, the little boy did not have the upper hand, but the little boy fought desperately, even biting each other with his mouth.

The scene was extremely chaotic.

Many people were injured.

The little boy was also badly hurt.

Huang Zhenzhen did not expect that after traveling to this unknown place, the first thing he saw was a fight between a few children.

Not to mention who is right and who is wrong, so many people hitting one person is always wrong.

What's more, what the big boy said was really ugly.

Huang Zhenzhen didn't want to meddle in these nosy things.

But she just couldn't stand it anymore, Huang Zhenzhen waved his right palm, and a strong gust of wind blew past, almost blowing away the children who beat the little boy.

In the strong wind, accompanied by the screams of ghosts and wolves, it was like a ghost crying, which made people's scalp numb.

Except for the little boy who was about four years old, the other children were terrified.

Everyone didn't care about tearing up the fight, and shouted in horror, "Ghost...Ghost, there is a ghost..."

"Ah... is there really a ghost? I'm so scared, father, mother, there are ghosts..."

"Wuuuu...Father, where are you? There are ghosts in the village, there are ghosts..."

Soon, the children ran home crying and shouting.

Only the little boy didn't care about anything at all, but anxiously picked up the green dates on the ground.

It's a pity that the green jujube has been stepped on many times, and most of the outer skin has been trampled to pieces.

The little boy wiped the mud outside with distress, and said to himself distressedly, "It has been trampled a lot, but fortunately there are still some edible inside, take it to the river and wash it, mother can still eat a few bites , go home and bring it to your mother to eat."

A simple sentence inexplicably made Huang Zhenzhen's eyes wet.

The green dates he was desperately fighting for were actually reserved for his mother to eat.

This child is filial.

(End of this chapter)