Chapter 358 No one will stand up for you anymore

"His leg is already lame. If you hit him again, it will be completely broken!"

Fu Jingyou frowned and looked down at Zaohua with a cold and sharp gaze.

Zaohua was crying bitterly, standing in front of Xu Yao and grabbing Fu Jingyou's trouser legs, wishing she could kneel down in front of him.

"I really can't fight anymore, I really can't fight anymore!"

"Please, Brother Xiaoliu, let him go this time! I promise he won't dare to do it again!"

“…”

Fu Jingyou was silent for a while.

The older members around saw this scene and frowned and shook their heads.

This jujube flower is something that cannot be helped up.

Fu Jingyou pursed his lips, his jaw tensed, and he dropped the laundry pestle.

"Zaohua, remember this day."

Fu Jingyou waved away Zaohua's hand that was pulling up his trouser leg.

"If the news of you being beaten by this man spreads again, no brothers or sisters in the village will stand up for you."

After saying this, Fu Jingyou strode away without looking back.

Zaohua was stunned, still trying to process the meaning of this sentence.

Her mother rushed out of the room, picked up the mallet on the ground, and beat her while crying:

"What sin have I committed! My husband died at such a young age, and I raised such a disgraceful thing like you!"

"You're such a good-for-nothing, such a shameless bastard! You're crazy about men! And you're hooking up with such a troublemaker!"

"You are protecting him, what are you still protecting him for!"

Zaohua knew she had done something wrong, so she just sat there and let her mother beat her.

She just kept crying and didn't hide at all.

When a child is beaten, the mother feels the pain.

Zaohua's mother, an orphan and a widow, raised her daughter single-handedly. No matter how hard life was, as long as she was patient and persevered, she could always get through it.

But Zaohua is useless, which makes her mother more sad than anything else.

Zaohua's mother dropped the hammer and collapsed at the door, crying loudly. The neighbors around her were trying to persuade her.

Fu Jingyou didn't stop and squeezed through the crowd to go home.

Sitting around the small table, guarding a large pot of chicken that smelled so good it would make one drool, Fu Jingyou didn't even enjoy eating for the first time.

Seeing that he kept glancing at Erbao next to him, Lu Miao pushed him and asked:

"What are you looking at?"

"I didn't see anything, I was just worried."

"What are you worried about?"

Fu Jingyou sighed, put down his chopsticks and stopped eating. He pulled over the cage chair and took Erbao out.

Lu Miao gathered Erbao's dark hair and tied it into two thin braids at the back of his head with a hairpin.

At this moment, he is wearing clean little clothes, chewing chicken nuggets with his greasy little mouth puffed out. He looks so focused, he is so adorable.

Suddenly, her father held her in his arms without disturbing her. He tilted his head to take a look and continued to chew on the chicken nugget.

Fu Jingyou loves her ignorant and innocent look no matter how he looks at her.

"I used to only hope to have a daughter who looked like you, but now that I have a daughter I realize it's not a good thing."

Lu Miao put down his chopsticks and looked at him seriously.

He kissed Erbao's chubby little face and said:

"Men are not good people. If Xia Xia meets someone like Xu Yao in the future, I'm afraid I'll really take a knife and stab him a few times."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Why don't you say something auspicious?"

Lu Miao rolled his eyes at him, took Erbao and put him in the cage, "Eat."

There is nothing to say about Zaohua.

Educational level, growing environment and family environment, as well as personal insights may all play a part.

"Let's stop here and ignore it from now on."

There's nothing I can do about it, and continuing to interfere is a thankless task.

In terms of human relations, it's pretty good.

Fu Jingyou nodded and lowered his head to eat in silence.

Neither of them was very happy with the meal. After the meal, Lu Miao washed the dishes while Fu Jingyou stayed by his side, holding Erbao up and down and teaching him:

"Our Xia Xia needs to keep her eyes open from now on, okay?"

"If you meet that kind of shameless person, don't be afraid, just run away first. When you get home, tell Dad, and Dad will take care of him. OK?"

Lu Miao glared at him angrily, wanting to say that his daughter is still young and she doesn't understand a thing you are saying.

Before he could open his mouth, he saw Dabao standing in the cage chair out of the corner of his eye, his little hands and neck almost stretched out like a giraffe, just waiting for his father to hug him and lift him up high.

I was almost crying with anxiety.

But the father is like a blind man, just muttering to himself.

"Okay, a little more attention and care is better than anything else."

Lu Miao inserted the chopsticks into the bamboo tube and raised his chin towards Dabao. "Treat everyone equally, don't go too far!"

Fu Jingyou had no choice but to sit down.

He crossed his legs, holding his second child in his arms, while he led his first child out and put him on his legs by the collar of his clothes, and they played on an alternative "seesaw" by swinging him up and down.

Dabao is also easy to coax. He grabbed the fabric of his father's pants on his knees and laughed happily.

Fu Jingyou felt even more upset when he saw his silly look.

"Stinky boy, if you ever run into someone like Chen Miaomiao, run away! Run fast! Do you hear me?"

"...That's enough, hurry up and get some water to give them a bath!"

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Excluding the three little roosters, the remaining seventeen little hens in the house began to lay eggs one after another.

The first eggs laid in a nest are relatively small, and the size of the subsequent eggs gradually returns to normal.

However, after all, they were free-range chickens raised by farmers, and the eggs laid by them were still far inferior to those laid by the centralized feed chickens of later generations.

Lu Miao takes good care of the chickens and always keeps the chicken coop and the doorway clean.

The weather is getting warmer, there is no strange smell in front of or behind the house, and I can harvest eight to fourteen eggs every day.

After half a month of accumulation, even if the eggs consumed at home are deducted, the number is still considerable.

In early May, Fu Jingyou was taking a break. He tied a large basket of eggs that Lu Miao had saved onto his bicycle and took it to the town's grocery store.

By the way, I got back the photos I had forgotten to take.

He took the photos to He's house on the way. He said a few words, got on his bike and went home without stopping.

Two four-inch photos were wrapped in a yellow paper envelope. He Hongjin held them in his hands for a long time, wondering what they were. They were brought to him.

When I opened it, wow!

Amazing!

The young man in my family was wearing a military coat and looked energetic and serious.

Behind him stood a majestic red-walled city tower, and a large bust of a great man...

"Is this Tiananmen? Old woman, is this Tiananmen?"

Chen Guifen stretched her neck to take a look and said uncertainly:

"Really? Look, there's a portrait of a great man hanging here!"

Chen Guifen pointed at the photo and said.

He Hongjin had only heard of Tiananmen Square and had never seen what it looked like, but looking at the photos he felt that it should be almost accurate and there was no doubt about it.

He Hongjin treated the two photos as treasures and looked at them over and over again in his hands.

His child was very successful. Not only did he go to the capital city, but he also went to Tiananmen Square. He Hongjin immediately started to show off.

Whenever someone passed by the door, he would call them in to see the photos.