son, who is your father

Chapter 4 This is just the beginning

"Miss, are you not afraid of the Second Miss..." Chun'er felt happy in her heart, but she still asked worriedly. Are you afraid that the Second Miss will find her in the future?After all, the current mistress is the second young lady's own mother.

"Chun'er, if you want to follow me in the future, you can't say that word of fear!" Bai Moyi knew her worry and interrupted her. Now, she would like to see her family. The prime minister who never showed up!
"Go, go to the kitchen!" Bai Moyi said again, holding his son's skinny little hand, and couldn't help frowning even more. It seems that the Bai family is very harsh on their mother and son!

"Master?" Feng Hen stood behind a man in black, looking at his master in confusion, not understanding why the master didn't leave suddenly, he also saw what happened in the yard just now, it was nothing more than a fight between wives, concubines and sisters , but what's so good about that?When did the master pay attention to this kind of thing?

Xiejun, that is, the master of Liufengkou, is dressed in black, exuding a thousand-year-old frost-like breath, standing upright, with long ink-like hair scattered behind his back, aloof and cold, slowly turning around, wearing a mask on his face. Wearing a black jade mask, his eyes are cold and ruthless like a cold pool, and as deep and unwavering as the sea. Just a slight glance at the wind mark makes him feel as cold as ice skates piercing his body, and he can't help but feel a cold war in his heart.

The green leaves on the branches swayed gently, and the two people just now had disappeared, like smoke and illusion, as if they had never been here again.

Bai Moyi took his son's hand, and walked to the kitchen based on the memory in his mind. On the way, when he met the servants of the Bai Mansion, they all looked down upon them and turned a blind eye to their mother and child. All this, Bai Moyi saw it and remembered it. In my heart, a fire in my heart is slowly burning.

"Damn girl, why are you here again? I told you earlier that there will be leftovers for you when the wives and ladies have finished eating. Go, go, so as not to be in such a bad situation!" The kitchen steward, Mrs. Wang, took the lead Chun'er, who went in, pushed it out, and shook her hands when she was done, as if she had touched something unclean, and glanced at the white ink coat at the door, as if she didn't see it, she turned around and was busy with her work.

"Chun'er, give me a slap!" Bai Moyi said softly, his voice was very soft and soft, but there was a chill in it.

Chun'er shuddered, straightening her back involuntarily, thinking about what the lady said just now, if she is afraid, she can't follow her in the future!Thinking about these people crowding out and bullying them everywhere on weekdays, I have long held hatred in my heart. Now that the young lady has changed, she can't let the young lady look down on her. She raised her hand and slapped Aunt Wang hard on the belt Looking down at the fat face with contempt, after the beating, she felt addicted in her heart. After the first blow, there was a second blow. The palms moved continuously, and the bow was left and right. Aunt Wang, who was unable to react in time, was beaten red and swollen in a short while. Layers upon layers of five-fingerprints were all over his fat face.

"Ah... how dare you hit me, you little bastard? I'm going to fight with you!" Aunt Wang screamed like a pig, and she swung Chun'er away, raising her fat palm to slap her.

With a flash of light in Bai Moyi's eyes, he stepped forward and grabbed Aunt Wang's hand that was about to fall on Chun'er's face, clamped it tightly, the fat palm was green and white, and the bones seemed to be crushed.

"I ask you, who am I?" Bai Moyi stared at her and asked softly.

"You...you are the eldest lady!" Aunt Wang replied in pain, not understanding why Bai Moyi suddenly asked her this question?Could it be that he was injured and lost his mind?Don't even know who you are?But as soon as he saw Bai Moyi's cold eyes, he couldn't help shivering. Since when did the eldest lady's eyes look so scary, and her hand was about to break!

"So you still know that I am the eldest lady, so may I ask, is it you or I who is the eldest in this mansion?" Bai Moyi tightened his grip again and asked.

"Ah...Miss, you...you let me go first, of course, of course you are old!" Aunt Wang suddenly understood that even if the eldest lady is not favored again, even if she is abandoned and returned home by the third prince, then she will The lady in the house, and she is just a slave!

Seeing a hint of understanding on her face, Bai Moyi let go of her hand, turned to ask Bai Wushang: "Son, has she ever bullied you?"

Bai Wushang didn't answer, but just stared at Aunt Wang who was standing aside with hatred in her eyes. Normally, she often wouldn't give him food, and even if she did, it was all leftovers, some of which were still rotten.In the past, my mother would only ask him to be patient, sighing at the rotten leftovers, and picking some good ones for him to eat.

He didn't need to answer, Bai Moyi saw the answer in his eyes, picked up a fire stick and handed it to Bai Wushang, said: "Son, hit me as hard as you want, you'll be killed. Mother hold on!"

Bai Wushang took it, with excitement in his eyes, he was just a child, he wanted to return it when he was bullied, now he was supported by his mother, what else would he think, he picked up the stick, and slapped the king hard. Although the aunt's strength was small, she exerted all her strength, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances of the past.

Aunt Wang, who was in pain, didn't care about her master and servant anymore. After being hit a few times, the burning pain made her kick at Bai Wushang, but just as she lifted her foot, a stone flew over and hit Bai Wushang hard. On the back of the instep, the force was so heavy that it shattered the bones of the foot, and she couldn't help squatting down with her feet hugged, and Bai Wushang's stick fell down on her head and face, if she wanted to fight back, the stone would be as if it had eyes. Feilai, for a while, Aunt Wang was beaten up and howled like a wolf, but she never dared to fight back.

The other servants in the kitchen shrank back even more, staring at the stone spinning up and down in Bai Moyi's hands, trembling. Usually they bullied the orphan and widow many times, only thinking that the master would not hurt, and They are abandoned wives, weak and easy to bully, and they are servants who follow the face of their masters. They can bully the masters in the house, and they can also satisfy their perverted psychology of being unwilling to be servants all their lives but having to succumb. Therefore, Bai Moyi's mother and son satisfied their mentality to a certain extent. Over time, I saw that they did not resist, and their behavior was even bolder. The tricks were different each time, either leftovers, sarcastic remarks, or put some Cockroaches and bugs emerge in endlessly.

Now seeing Aunt Wang's head covered with lumps, her hands and feet seem to be broken, I feel even more afraid, several people huddled together, listening to Aunt Wang's wailing voice, lingering In their hearts, the master is the master, no matter how downcast she is, she is still the master!It's a pity that they understood too late at this time, how could Bai Moyi let them go!
(End of this chapter)