Going to the Countryside in Northeast China, Educated Youth Relies on Embroidery to Sweep the Whole Village

Yi Chichi, a descendant of intangible cultural heritage embroidery, transmigrated into a small pitiful character of the same name and surname in the era.

Scumbag father and poisonous stepmoth...

205. Chapter 205 Fuck Him

Chapter 205 Fuck him

Yi Chichi, "??? Aren't you the boss? How can you be beaten?"

Little Lin Yuanchu sits on the throne of the eldest brother because he is the oldest, tallest and smartest in Jia Jia's group.

In the words of my sisters-in-law, the little brat is idle and does not do anything. During non-study time, he is either thinking about how to cause trouble or commanding other kids to fight or play the game of soldiers catching bandits.

He is the commander, and Jiajia and his friends take turns serving as soldiers and bandits.

It perfectly illustrates what it means that the commander is permanent while the soldiers and bandits are constantly changing.

Because there are so many people in the small group, this kid has a tendency to become a bully in the family compound. It's good enough that he doesn't bully others, but today he was bullied.

This is really a bit unexpected.

“The boss will get beaten too.”

He sniffed and used his fingers to pick the mud off his face. Yi Chizhi saw this and held his hand and led him into the house, "Go wash your face."

The child said "oh" obediently, and Yi Chichi asked him why he was beaten and pushed into the mud.

It would have been fine if I hadn't asked, but as soon as I asked, the kid started talking and chattering about what happened.

"Miao Li was bullying Tong Xingxing. I saw it and tried to stop him, but he beat me up."

"??? Who is Miao Li?"

"The kid of Captain Miao of the First Battalion of the Third Regiment is four years older than me and is in the fifth grade of elementary school this year."

"Were you injured by him?"

"No."

He shook his head, tilted his little face up to help Yi Chichi clean the mud off his face with a towel, and said, "He punched me twice and pushed me into the mud."

"Then why are you crying?"

“…It’s embarrassing.”

The tone was quite sad and angry. Yi Chichi almost laughed out loud, but he was worried about hurting the little brat's self-esteem. When he was thinking about how to comfort him, he sighed and said, "My younger brothers saw me get beaten."

As he spoke, he became angry again, his eyebrows wrinkled like caterpillars to express his anger.

"That group of guys who don't have any sense of comradeship, didn't help me and ran away instead."

"Does Miaoli have any comrades?"

Children of military parents have their own understanding of comradeship and brotherhood due to the environment they grew up in. The adults just found it funny, but to the children, the seriousness of the matter was almost the same as betrayal of faith.

Yi Chichi took care of his nephew, who also grew up in a military compound. Having experienced such things, he understood Lin Yuanchu's anger.

So, she didn't think about speaking up for Jia Jia and the others, but asked him, "So what are you going to do? Are you going to break off your relationship with them?"

This question stumped the child.

He frowned and let Yi Chichi manipulate him like a wooden man. While he was cleaning the mud off his body, his little head started to work frantically.

Finally, he thought of it and was about to speak when Wen Shi and the others came home from get off work.

Seeing a little clay figurine in the yard, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Whose child is this?"

It's all covered in mud, and it's so funny to look at it from the back.

Lin Qiuping also found it funny and said, "If this happened to my child, he would definitely get beaten up. It's so rude."

Before he finished speaking, two people, one big and one small, looked at him at the same time.

"Look at me, wait..."

Before he could say what he was doing, Lin Qiuping found that the little clay figurine's eyebrows and eyes were a little familiar. He blinked, and then blinked again, "Fuck, this is my son."

"You got the wrong person. I'm not your son."

Lin Yuanchu was almost mad at his father and started to scold him without thinking.

Very good, he really is his son.

Lin Qiuping, who was almost at the door of his house, retreated back in a flash, and came to Lin Yuanchu in disbelief, "Son, how come you have become a little clay figure?"

Be careful.

"Don't call me. I was beaten and pushed into the mud. As a father, you didn't feel sorry for me and even wanted to beat me. Why am I so miserable?"

The child became more and more sad as he spoke and finally burst into tears. Lin Qiuping just reached out his hand to hug him and comfort him when he heard him accusing himself clearly and articulately.

"You are not my father, and I don't want a father like you who has no sympathy and no fatherly love, uuuuuu..."

"Dad was wrong. I didn't recognize you."

林求平是个爱孩子的父亲,别看揍起孩子来从不手软,但那是因为孩子不听话闯祸,该教育的时候就得教育。

Now I know that the child was beaten and pushed into the mud and turned into a little mud man. My eyes suddenly turned red with heartache. Ignoring the child's struggle, I hugged the child and started to coax him.

In the yard, Yi Chichi and Wen Shi stood by and watched the father and son bickering with each other like they were performing a crosstalk, and they thought the father and son were so funny that they could kill people.

At the gate of the courtyard, Qi Zhiyuan and the others were not in a hurry to leave, but instead put on an expression of spectators and watched the father and son perform.

Wen Shi poked her, and when she looked over, he asked softly, "Wife, why was Yuanchu beaten?"

"According to him, it was a heroic act."

Lin Qiuping's ears twitched, and he lowered his head to ask the sobbing baby in his arms, "Son, did you really get beaten for being so brave?"

"Really? Jiajia and the others saw it."

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Qi Zhiyuan, who had never expected that his daughter would be involved, exclaimed, walked in and asked him, "Jia Jia and the others saw it but didn't help you?"

This can't be done.

Usually these kids are always inseparable from Jiao and Meng.

They run into trouble together, fight together, and if someone has a candy, no one will eat it secretly, but each of them will take a lick, calling it good brothers who walk together for life, sharing happiness and hardships.

Of course, you have to eat it together with sugar.

But now, their child just watched Lin Yuanchu get beaten without even thinking of helping. This is unscientific.

It doesn't fit in with their brotherhood.

"No, they ran away."

Lin Yuanchu complained loudly, "They have no loyalty. I will never play with them again, and I won't be their big brother anymore."

If the younger brother doesn't help his elder brother when he gets beaten, it's better not to have these brothers or sisters.

"I feel like this is not right."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Jia appeared at the door. Qi Zhiyuan saw her and quickly shouted, "Jia Jia, come here. I have something to ask you."

"What is it?"

Little Qi Jia came over, chewing dried shrimps. Qi Zhiyuan briefly explained the situation and then asked her, "Why didn't you help Yuanchu?"

“We didn’t see it.”

The little girl's face wrinkled into a ball, her big eyes full of confusion, "When we passed the mud pit, we only saw Miao Li and Tong Xingxing, and Xingxing was crying."

Lin Yuanchu, "??? I'm in a quagmire."

He warned loudly.

Qi Jia nodded, "Yeah, you're in the mud, so how can we see you?"

Then, she came close to Lin Yuanchu and looked him up and down, "Did you feel any pain from the beating?"

"A little bit."

The little girl said "oh" and waved her hand, "Let's go."

Before she finished her words, she walked out.

Qi Zhiyuan was curious, "What are you going to do?"

"Fuck Miaoli!"

He looks like a bandit and has a sharp and shrill voice.

Lin Yuanchu's eyes lit up, "Yes, fuck him."

All the adults present fell silent.

Damn it, who did you learn this from?