Seeing Zhou Jiakai's nose bleeding profusely and his face red and swollen, Wu Meiyun burst into tears.

Wu Meiyun felt very guilty.

Some people are born bad.

She took pity on Zhou Jiaxiang and Zhou Hongyu, giving them food, letting them stay at home, and even giving them comic books to read.

But what about Zhou Jiaxiang? He doesn't know how to be grateful at all; he turns around and bullies her grandson and granddaughter.

"Jiakai, how are you? Is there any other pain besides your face?" Wu Meiyun asked.

"Grandma, I'm fine. Zhou Jiaxiang always hits his face when he fights, it doesn't hurt anywhere else." Zhou Jiakai wiped the blood from his nose and said.

Wu Meiyun breathed a sigh of relief, then came to her senses and asked, "You and Zhou Jiaxiang fought before?"

“Hmm,” Zhou Jiakai nodded and said, “Zhou Jiaxiang is very domineering at home because his grandma likes him. If there’s something good to eat and he doesn’t get to eat it, he’ll snatch it and even hit people. I won’t tolerate him. If he hits me, I’ll hit him back.”

"My poor child." Wu Meiyun stroked Zhou Jiakai's head, her voice trembling with tears.

Zhao Zhenzhu used to only report good news and never bad news.

Wu Meiyun was unaware that her grandson and granddaughter were being bullied in the Zhou family.

"Grandma, I didn't let Zhou Jiaxiang take advantage of me. If there was something delicious, my sister and I would eat it inside before going out," Zhou Jiakai said with pride.

My younger sister didn't know before, but Zhou Jiaxiang often stole her food.

Ever since he came up with this idea, Zhou Jiaxiang has had a hard time taking food from him and his sister!

With his mother around, Zhou Jiaxiang still didn't dare to go too far.