Chapter 37 Zhu Dafu ran away

They wanted to catch Wen Zhenyi, but found that she was as slippery as a loach and could not touch her at all. Instead, they were beaten so badly that they could hardly lift their hands.

Hu Zi and the others were scared and were thinking about calling for help, but they saw the Zhu family being beaten unilaterally.

Benben's eyes were full of stars: "Xiaoman, your sister is so amazing."

"Of course." She then shouted to Wen Zhenyi, "Sister, you are so awesome."

"Sister Wen is so powerful."

Wen Zhenyi was almost defeated by their shouting. He dodged their punches and turned to look at them: "Eat less."

Several children said in unison: "Got it."

Wen Zhenyi was too lazy to play with the Zhu family, so his hands moved even faster.

The Zhu family members fell to the ground with bruised faces and noses, gasping for breath and looking at her angrily.

Wen Zhenyi squatted in front of them with a stick in his hand: "Are you not convinced? Do you want to continue?" As he said that, he turned around with the stick in his hand.

When the Zhu family saw the stick in her hand, they felt pain in their bodies again and lowered their heads and stopped talking.

Wen Zhenyi released his murderous intent: "You should be thankful that there are so many people here, otherwise I would definitely kill you."

Zhu Dafu's father felt his body wrapped in coldness, a coldness that could penetrate into his bones. When he looked up at Wen Zhenyi, her eyes were icy cold without any warmth.

Although there was a smile on his face, he felt a creepy feeling and swallowed unconsciously.

"Be nicer to your daughter from now on. If you keep beating and scolding her, maybe one day your whole family will accidentally die of food poisoning."

"you..."

Wen Zhenyi looked at Old Lady Zhu and said, "Be kind with your mouth, or I'll cut off your tongue and no one will know it was me."

Old Lady Zhu quickly covered her mouth. She was really scared now. This fool from the Wen family was not a monster, she was a devil.

"Get lost." Wen Zhen felt itchy when he saw them.

The Zhu family members crawled to their feet and pulled Zhu Dafu to leave.

Zhu Dafu said he would not leave no matter what: "I won't leave. I want to eat the food in the backpack. You guys grab it for me."

Zhu Dafu's father slapped him in the face and said, "Eat, eat, eat. What are you eating? Go home."

Zhu Dafu was stunned by the slap. He had never been beaten since he was a child and had always had everything he wanted.

He pushed Zhu Dafu away and said, "You are not my father." Then he turned around and ran away.

When the Zhu family saw him running away, they could only limp after him: "Da Fu, Da Fu, come back."

It’s a pity that these disabled people can’t possibly catch up with a child with nimble legs and feet.

Wen Zhen threw the stick away and returned to Wen Yongman. Seeing that there was still a lot of popcorn left in the backpack, he said, "You can't eat it anymore. Go back home and get a small basket to put it back."

Hu Zi and the others licked their hands with satisfaction and looked at the things in the backpack: "Sister Wen, is your dream real?"

Wen Zhenyi smiled and nodded: "Really, there are many things in the dream that you have never seen, all kinds of strange and bizarre."

Benben licked the corner of his lips: "Did you see this in your dream too?"

"Well, what does it look like to you?"

Mantou: “Like a flower.”

"Yes, it looks like a flower." The other children looked at it carefully.

“That’s why it’s called popcorn.”

“What a nice name.”

Wen Zhen saw that the adults should have gotten up by now and said, "Go back and get the bamboo basket. I'll wait for you here."

"Okay." The group of children ran back happily to get the bamboo baskets.

Wen Yongman waited until all his friends left before looking at her: "Sister, you are not hurt, are you?"

"Is your sister so easily hurt?"

"You're just fine. If you were injured, I'd be scolded by my family when I get home."

Wen Zhenyi raised her hand and rubbed his head: "I am your sister, but now I feel like you are older than me."

Wen Yongman shrugged: "Who made you favored at home?"

Wen Zhenyi burst out laughing.

When Hu Zi and the others came back, they were followed by adults.

When Hu Zi's mother saw them, she smiled and said, "Xiao Man, Zhen Yi, Hu Zi said you wanted to give him some snacks?"

Wen Zhen nodded slightly: "I made a lot, and the family can't finish it, so I asked them to get some food to serve it."

Hu Zi's mother looked at the things in her backpack and said, "How can this be so embarrassing? These things cost money."

"They are all made from materials at home and won't cost much."

Hu Zi's mother took out three cents from her bosom and said, "Even if you take it, I can't take it for free." Then she stuffed it into her hand.

"Auntie, there's really no need."

"Take it, or we won't dare to take it."

The other parents also said: "Your family doesn't slaughter pigs now, and we don't know when we can slaughter pigs again. You don't have many acres of land, and you don't live a rich life. Take it." Then each family gave her three cents.

Wen Zhenyi looked at the copper coins in his hand, and his heart felt warm: "Then I will accept it without hesitation."

"Take it."

Wen Zhenyi filled their baskets with popcorn and watched them leave.

She and Wen Yongman also went home with empty backpacks.

Old Lady Wen and the others also took a nap. When they saw the brother and sister enter the yard, they asked, "Have they all been delivered?"

Wen Zhenyi took out a handful of copper coins from his pocket and stuffed them into her hand: "Here."

Old Lady Wen looked at the twenty or so copper coins in her hand and asked, "How come I found some money when I went out?"

Wen Yongman smiled and said, "I didn't pick it up. Hu Zi's mother and the others gave it to me."

"They gave it to me?"

Wen Zhenyi put down the backpack, sat on a stool in the yard and took a sip of tea: "Yes."

Wen Yongman recounted the incident in vivid detail.

Mrs. Wen smiled and nodded: "So that's how it is."

Wen Yongman also talked about the Zhu family.

Old Lady Wen's expression turned grim: "Yi Yi, are you hurt?"

"Grandma, no."

"That's good. Go back to your room and get some sleep. You haven't slept a wink since you got up this morning."

Wen Zhenyi was indeed a little tired, so he said goodbye to them and went back to his room to rest.

When she woke up, it was already dinner time.

Today's dinner was made by her family, and she was happy to eat it ready-made.

The next day, Ma Yinghe got up and started making popcorn. It was not difficult to make, and everyone could do it after seeing it. She wanted to make more money, so she didn't bring it to the stall to make it.

Wen Chengwen saw that one cart was not enough for them, so he simply pushed the cart to take them to the town and then went back to the fields to work.

The rice for making porridge is soaked in the morning and can be put into the pot directly.

Wen Zhenyi went to the market and saw fresh abalone and shrimps for sale, so he asked them to deliver them to his stall and make abalone porridge and shrimp porridge today.

The abalone needs to be gutted and cut into thin slices, and the shrimp backs need to be opened and the shrimp threads removed. The steps for making porridge are not too complicated.