My older sister, born in the 1970s, stole my marriage; I took my three treasures and blew up the fam

Qiao Xiaqing was still there, and she wiped away the tears that hadn't yet dried from the corners of her eyes.

"Did I scare you and the kids tonight?"

She has changed her attitude from before, and now she looks kind and gentle like an elder in her family.

Ruan Tinghe was really not used to it, so she replied perfunctorily, "It's okay, it's not the first time I've encountered something like this."

Qiao Xiaqing's heart jumped: "Have you met before?"

Erbao shrugged: "Yes, there used to be bad people who often tried to bully Mom and us!"

"What? Often?"

Qiao Xiaqing imagined it all, and her heart ached more and more as she looked at Ruan Tinghe and the children.

"It's all that brat Shen Yan's fault!"

He failed in his responsibilities as a father!

Da Bao looked around and realized that Shen Yan was nowhere to be seen.

He remembered seeing Uncle Shen Yan again at the basketball court before.

Where did it go?

Uncle Shen Yan must not have seen his heroic act just now.

Sigh, I thought I could get Uncle Shen Yan to judge his slingshot skills!

I've heard that soldiers are really good with guns.

He wants to join the army in the future.

I wonder if he's good at shooting guns too, since he's so good at slingshots?

If Uncle Shen Yan were here, I could ask him!

Ugh!

Da Bao sighed, and Xiao Bao, as if seeing through his confusion, tugged at Er Bao's sleeve. Er Bao immediately understood.

He proactively explained, "When we went to find Mom, we heard that Uncle Shen Yan had rushed back to the police station to investigate a case. Brother, do you still want him to be our stepfather?"

Da Bao was confused. Wasn't that what everyone thought?

Erbao said mysteriously, "My sister said that Uncle Shen Yan is too busy and doesn't have time to protect Mom and us. Maybe we should find someone else."

Xiao Bao nodded and babbled for a long time.

Erbao was furious after hearing this: "My sister also said that she dreamed that Uncle Shen Yan was about to die."

Da Bao was shocked: "Really?"

Xiao Bao nodded again, then shook his head.

Erbao: "My sister said Uncle Shen Yan bled a lot."

Da Bao frowned and sighed.

Does this mean we really have to find someone else to be our father?

At this moment, Ruan Tinghe and Qiao Xiaqing did not hear a word of the conversation on this side.

Because they both noticed something sparkling on the ground.

This is the very spot where the two thieves were standing and getting beaten earlier.

Ruan Tinghe picked up the item and examined it closely under the light. It was a pearl hair clip, a woman's item, and it looked somewhat familiar.

"This hair clip, is it Ruan Jiaojiao's?"

Ruan Tinghe clearly remembered seeing it on Ruan Jiaojiao's head.

"It seems that Ruan Jiaojiao is the real culprit who instigated the thief to bully us orphans and widows."

Ruan Tinghe had anticipated this, and now the evidence is irrefutable.

Qiao Xiaqing also recognized the hair clip. She couldn't believe it. "Perhaps it's a coincidence?"

Ruan Tinghe put the hair clip into her pocket, completely losing patience with this woman who still wanted to defend Ruan Jiaojiao.

"Madam Shen truly trusts Ruan Jiaojiao. Please leave; it's very late."

Ruan Tinghe's sudden indifference instantly brought Qiao Xiaqing to her senses.

"Xiao Ruan, I..."

Ruan Tinghe, too lazy to listen to her, called to the three children, "You three, hurry up and come inside!"

"Okay, Mom!"

The three little ones went into the house hand in hand, and the courtyard gate slammed shut.

Qiao Xiaqing stood there awkwardly.

It seems she's messed things up again.

She came here to build a good relationship with her future daughter-in-law, so how did she mess it up again?

But when she thought about how Ruan Jiaojiao had saved her life, she still couldn't believe that Ruan Jiaojiao could be such a vicious person.

Did I really misjudge him?

Before Ruan Jiaojiao left, she clearly promised her that she wouldn't make the same mistake again!

"No! I have to find out!"

inside the house.

Grandma Qin had already checked the house inside and out with Aze, especially the lock on Yin Quan's door, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it had not been damaged.

Ah Quan has many of his own treasures in his room, and he would be very sad if they were missing or broken!

"Hehe, you should take the child to get checked out too, to see if anything is missing!" Grandma Qin urged Ruan Tinghe.

Just as Ruan Tinghe was about to agree, Da Bao said boastfully, "No need to check! Nothing is missing from our house!"

"After I lured them to my house, I injured their feet, closed the door, and they couldn't escape even if they tried. I hit them every time they ran!"

"This tactic is called 'closing the door to beat the dog'!"

Erbao: "Isn't it also called 'catching a turtle in a jar'?"

Xiao Bao brandished his claws and pointed at the water tank.

Da Bao scratched his head: "Did my sister mean 'luring someone into a trap'?"

Xiao Bao gave Da Bao a thumbs-up in appreciation.

Ruan Tinghe put on a stern face and coldly glanced at the three little ones.

"Did your mother teach you to be so adventurous?"

The three little ones shrank back, their smugness vanishing instantly, leaving only cowardice.

"So you even secretly went to hunt poisonous snakes, huh?"

Da Bao immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, Mom. I was wrong. I shouldn't have gone to kill the snake on my own."

"Anything else?"

Da Bao thought for a moment, "I shouldn't have tricked the thief into going home."

Ruan Tinghe: "Continue."

Da Bao scratched his head, unable to think of anything.

Ruan Tinghe: "What's with the slingshot?"

Da Bao secretly hid the slingshot behind his back. "I'm sorry, Mom. I secretly made a slingshot, but I promise I won't use it randomly. I'll only use it to shoot bad guys and protect my younger siblings and Mom."

Seeing how cautiously he made his promise, Ruan Tinghe's heart softened.

"Alright, I'll forgive you this time since it's your first offense. However, you'll have to write a 100-word self-criticism!"

"Okay, Mom!"

Ruan Tinghe looked at Erbao, and Erbao immediately stood up and started counting on his fingers.

"Mom, I was wrong. I shouldn't have gone snake hunting with my brother, I shouldn't have left him alone, and I shouldn't have made you worry."

Ruan Tinghe nodded approvingly: "Not bad, what kind of punishment does Erbao want?"

Without hesitation, Erbao replied, "Just like my brother, I'll write a 100-word self-criticism."

"Very good, Xiao Bao."

Xiao Bao stepped forward and looked at Ruan Tinghe with pitiful eyes.

Ruan Tinghe: "Playing the victim won't work; Xiao Bao still has to write a self-criticism."

"Ugh!"

Xiao Bao sighed softly and went to write a self-criticism with his brothers.

Back in his room, Da Bao had just written two words when he suddenly remembered something and abruptly stood up.

"Oh no! I killed the snake, and I haven't even asked the security department for money yet!"

Erbao: "Oh yeah! They even took the snake!"

Da Bao: "Then what should we do?"

Xiao Bao shrugged, pointed to the paper and pen, and then to the dark sky outside.

Erbao: "My sister said we need to write a letter of self-criticism first, and then we'll go ask for the money together when it gets light."

Da Bao nodded reluctantly.

He had made up his mind: if he didn't get the money tomorrow, he would take his sister to the security office and cry.

Let everyone know that Li Quan from the security department is a bad guy who lies to children.

This wasn't the first time the three boys had written a self-criticism, so it wasn't difficult for them.

In less than half an hour, a completely different self-criticism was written.

They had written the exact same thing before, and even lied to their mother, saying it was the telepathy of triplets.

As a result, my mother punished me by making me write a 500-word self-criticism!

They originally only wrote one hundred...

Now, no one dares to cheat or plagiarize anymore; everyone writes their own, and they're getting more and more skilled at it.