Return to the ’70s: A Young Educated Youth’s Slow Descent

In her past life, Sheng Kangning was the classic naive girl—easily manipulated by her scheming stepmother and half-sister, blindly following their every move.

Branded with a ruined reputati...

Chapter 8 Stupid

Of course Sheng Kangning refused, she didn't even know this man named Zhang.

Sheng Kangning struggled hard, and Zhang Jianmin, in a rage, grabbed Sheng Kangning's neck.

In his previous life, Sheng Kangning was strangled to death by Zhang Jianmin.

Thinking of this, Sheng Kangning stood in front of the Ling family's ancestral home, tears streaming down his face.

She really had no brains at all in that life.

She is so stupid!

She didn't even have time to find out the truth about her mother's death!

Just as Sheng Kangning raised his hand to wipe away his tears, there was a loud 'bang!'

A little kid was kicked in front of Sheng Kangning. The little person struggled to get up from the ground. His face was bruised and dirty. Only his eyes, with distinct black and white, were clear and transparent.

Sheng Kangning was still wondering who this child was.

"You little bastard, you are the reincarnation of a hungry ghost! You steal everything! These are the meatballs I made for my Jin Baoer, how dare you eat them!"

A middle-aged woman rushed out with a mean look on her face.

Especially those triangular eyes that were filled with ferocity, which was scary to look at.

The middle-aged woman ran over and raised her hand to twist the little kid's ears, but the little kid turned around swiftly and was behind Sheng Kangning.

Sheng Kangning also reached out to stop the middle-aged woman and said with a smile:

"Auntie! The child is ignorant, don't be angry!"

The middle-aged woman glanced at Sheng Kangning and said impatiently:

"Who are you? I'm teaching my own child a lesson, why do you mind my business? Get out of the way! You're still young and you've learned to steal food! I've spoiled you! Get out here now, or you won't have any food tonight!"

At this time, the little kid hiding behind Sheng Kangning pulled Sheng Kangning's pants tightly and whispered, "Mom!"

The child is only about two years old and can't even pronounce words clearly.

But Sheng Kangning could feel the child's fear, and his little hands were tightly grasping Sheng Kangning's pants.

After hearing this, the middle-aged woman laughed:

"What the hell! Your parents are dead! Where is your mother? Get over here right now!"

Sheng Kangning frowns:

"Aunt, he's still young. He won't understand what you're saying! Are you his...grandmother?"

"Who the hell do you care who I am? Get out of the way!"