After Lu Miao pulled Sister Chunhua off the bench, he dragged her towards the door.

When he got to the door, he kicked the man into the yard.

"You are not welcome in my house, get out of here!"

"You're an uneducated, uneducated bastard, you don't know what's good for you. I'm your elder after all..."

Sister Chunhua stood in the yard and cursed.

In the dialect of northern Beijing, "bangjiaeryang" means raised by a young woman.

Her words scolded several people in the Lu family. Could Lu Miao tolerate her?

He picked up the shovel used to shovel snow in the yard and hit it.

"Shameless thing, you're bullying my child and you think you're right! Are you leaving or not? If you don't, I'll kill you with a shovel!"

Lu Miao's shovel hit Sister Chunhua with a "bang bang" sound.

Sister Chunhua was hit on the forehead several times and was knocked unconscious.

She didn't expect that Lu Xiaobao from the Lu family would be so cold-tempered after coming back from the countryside for a few years!

Afraid that Lu Miao would go crazy, he really shoveled her to death with a shovel. He held her unconscious head and ran away with his tail between his legs, cursing.

Lu Miao chased all the way to the door, and the neighbors on both sides stuck their heads out to look.

She was neither embarrassed nor annoyed, and said openly:

"Whoever bullies my family again will end up like this!"

After saying that, she slammed the gate shut.

Lu Miao went into the house and held the child in his arms to coax him, while Tang Mei stayed by his side.

The other people who came to visit in the room were already a little embarrassed.

Seeing that the host was busy and had no time to deal with them, she made up an excuse and went home.

Most people in the room had left. Tang Mei stayed beside Lu Miao and looked into Xiao Mingxia's eyes:

"Why are you making such a fuss? You scared me just now..."

"Today, she dared to mess with Ming Xia even when I was here. Tomorrow, when I'm not here, she will dare to mess with you. If I don't show some strength, are you still waiting to be bullied by her?"

If this weirdo is not treated, she will definitely come again next time!

Lu Miao pursed her lips, and her pretty face was filled with the words "I'm unhappy".

"You better be careful next time. If there's anyone with a problem coming to visit, don't let her in."

Tang Men nodded quickly.

Mingxia didn't know whether her eyelashes were pulled or her eyes were poked, but her eyelid was still red and seemed a little swollen.

Tang Mei sighed in self-blame and burst into tears out of heartache.

Lu Miao sighed helplessly, "Why are you crying? It's not a big deal. Children are just tender-skinned. I've already fought back. Just be more careful next time."

Tang Mei nodded, wiped her tears and made malted milk for the two children.

Lu Miao frowned and gently hugged Ming Xia, who was crying and feeling extremely aggrieved.

She was in a really bad mood, but she was afraid that Tang Mei would worry and overthink things, so she had to suppress it.

The little girl fell asleep after crying herself tired, and Lu Miao put her on the bed.

Before he was even put down firmly, he started kicking his legs and started crying again. It wouldn't work if someone else was in his place.

Lu Miao guessed that he was frightened at that time. He felt distressed but there was nothing he could do. He could only hold him when walking and when sitting.

She didn't even eat two bites of dinner that night.

Originally, it was said that Mingyi would be left downstairs and Tang Mei would take care of him while she carried Mingxia upstairs.

It didn't work at all.

The twins cannot live without each other. If one can't see the other, he will cry. If the other can't see the first, he will also throw things and make a fuss.

Lu Miao could only bring the two children upstairs together.

The door of the room on the second floor was closed, and she was the only one in the room. Mingxia felt a little better, sitting on the bed in a single shirt and pants and playing with her brother.

The damper of the charcoal stove is open wide, and the space is sealed so the temperature rises quickly, so there is no need to worry about them catching a cold.

Tang Mei brought up some hot water, and Lu Miao quickly washed himself before washing the two younger ones.

Finally, she sat down in bed, leaned against the headboard, hugged the two little ones and kissed them one by one, "Xia Xia, does it still hurt?"

Ming Xia shook her head, her face puffed up, and she fell into her mother's arms:

"Xia Xia doesn't feel any pain. That grandma is so mean. She hit Xia Xia. So mean!"

Lu Miao held the child and patted him gently, guiding him from an early age:

"Next time you get bullied, you have to speak up like you did today, okay? Daddy and Mommy will take care of the bad guys for Xia Xia!"

"good."

Mingxia showed her little teeth, sitting in the quilt and playing with her brother, grabbing her mother's long hair:

"Mom, why hasn't Dad come back yet?"

Lu Miao looked at his watch and it was almost eight o'clock.

"Do you miss daddy?"

"Um."

Mingyi is a strong and energetic boy who enjoys playing with himself.

Although Mingxia is young, he is obviously more delicate in emotions and personality than Mingyi.

When Lu Miao asked, Ming Xia nodded, her voice soft and cute:

"Well, Xia Xia misses her dad."

The child’s father said yesterday that he would be back at 7 o’clock, but he hasn’t come back yet. I guess he just arrived and is not familiar with the roads in the rural area over there, so he was delayed on the way.

Lu Miao was a little worried that Fu Jingyou would not be able to catch the bus when he returned.

I was also afraid that Mingxia wouldn’t be able to find her father and would start crying.

She told a story to change the subject, but what she feared came true.

After telling a few stories, Mingxia finally brought the topic back to his father.

After looking for her father several times but failing to find him, the little girl started sobbing and felt very aggrieved. She pursed her lips and sobbed in a soft voice.

"Woo... Mommy, Daddy, I want Daddy, Mommy..."

No wonder Mingxia is making a fuss.

Children are like this. When they are scared, they subconsciously want to find someone close and trustworthy to stick with.

I needed my mom before, but now mom alone is not enough, I need my dad too.

But the child couldn't be coaxed and kept crying. Lu Miao felt uncomfortable and wanted to cry too.

She put on a small piece of clothing for Ming Xia, and then she rocked Ming Xia back and forth, coaxing him softly:

"Dad will be back soon. Xia Xia, be obedient, okay? Xia Xia, be obedient..."

When he turned around, he saw Mingyi standing trembling outside the quilt. Lu Miao's scalp tingled, his nose felt sore, and tears suddenly welled up.

She held her sister, sat on the edge of the bed and started to fiddle with her brother, "Lie down and sleep, don't run around."

"My sister cried, and my mother cried too."

Mingyi also started to be stubborn, standing on the quilt with his mouth open and crying.

He cried so loudly that his sister started to cry even more when she heard him.

The room was buzzing with noise, even more lively than an opera.

I was busy and had no time to take care of anything else when the door was pushed open from the outside with a click.

Lu Miao turned around and burst into tears, "Why did you come back just now?"

Fu Jingyou closed the door, took off his coat and threw it aside, then quickly walked to the bed, pulled the quilt over him, and held the crying mother and daughter in his arms.

"Okay, okay, it's okay, it's okay."

"My sister keeps asking for daddy, and I can't comfort her...They don't want their aunt yet, and they're crying together. I can't handle it!"

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm back. I'll comfort you, okay? Don't cry."

Fu Jingyou wiped away the tears from the corners of Lu Miao's eyes, adjusted his posture and held his daughter in his arms.

The little girl said she wanted her daddy and would cry if he wasn’t there, but would be fine immediately if he was there.

The bad boy Mingyi was shivering in the quilt.

As his father, he knows him best and he doesn't look like a good person.

I lifted the quilt and saw that it was indeed it.

The little brat was holding his little bird and peeing while standing there.

Fu Jingyou quickly handed Mingxia to Lu Miao, lifted the quilt, picked up Mingyi and got out of bed.