"Xiaoqiang, I...I'm your mother!" Shan Jianjian looked at her 9-year-old son, her eyes filled with hurt.

Shan Xiong felt that he needed to calm down now. He didn't know if his son was alright, so he would wait and see what Caixiu had to say.

Then he changed his tune again, "Jianjian! It was my fault just now, I was just worried! Don't take it to heart, I'll go check on your sister-in-law."

Watching him leave, Shan Qiang immediately changed his expression. He secretly glanced at his uncle, peeked inside, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the uncle had actually gone into the room.

"Mom, are you stupid? If he insists on kicking us out, wouldn't we be at a huge loss? Wouldn't it be better to kick you out and let me stay at his house to eat and drink for free?"

Shan Jianjian also thought it made sense; if he was kicked out, his son could eat and drink for free... Wait, something seems off.

Before she could figure it out, Shan Qiang said with a sinister look, "Mom, because of Uncle's family, we can't even go home. You've done so much to get so much money for Uncle's family, we can't just give it away for nothing."

After a moment of silence, Shan Jianjian thought about it and realized that she had given all her money to her brother in order to marry Sanmao. Only after her brother's sweet words did her parents agree to let her marry Sanmao.

Now, because of her brother, Sanmao doesn't want her anymore. She feels resentment to some extent, and even if she's naive, she can sense that her brother wants to harm her son.

This was her only remaining thought of Sanmao; her son was her life now, and nothing could happen to him.

"So what should we do?" Shan Jianjian asked.

Dan Qiang quietly approached Dan Jianjian and whispered in her ear, "My aunt told me that as long as I keep wearing this jade pendant, I'll be fine. The Weasel Immortal won't be able to find me, and the person who has been blessed with wealth and honor will be silenced."

"Wh...what, silence...silence." Shan Jianjian was so frightened that his face turned pale and his whole body felt weak.

She never expected that her brother would be so heartless as to want to kill Sanmao's entire family for the sake of wealth and status. She felt a chill in her heart; this was too vicious.

However, what Shan Qiang said next chilled her to the bone; it seemed she had never really looked at her son seriously.

"Mom, listen to me. Don't do anything for a while. Just wait for them all to die and then we can inherit their estates." Dan Qiang's eyes flashed with malice and greed, and he was very clever.

"Will this... will this work? Will we be suspected of being murderers?" Shan Jianjian was a little scared.

"Mom, can't you be a little bolder? Look at you, no wonder Dad doesn't care about you." He said disdainfully.

Shan Jianjian; "……………………"

Her son is getting stranger and stranger, doing the most vicious things possible. Where did things go wrong?

Dan Qiang was calculating how much wealth the Dan family possessed; he knew it perfectly well, and he also knew how much of his valuables his cousin had taken.

Hmph! Do you think his things are so easy to take?

His father taught him from a young age that if someone takes advantage of you, you should make them pay back double. Kindness and generosity? Only a fool would think that way. From childhood, he believed that only what was his own was his own.

This night was destined to be a sleepless one.

It was drizzling in the morning. Li Xin carried his aunt's schoolbag and walked behind her. Ma Lihua yawned repeatedly, thinking that it would be better if she didn't have to get up early to study.

Even in the rain, they have to sweep the floor with an umbrella. Their class has five groups, with eight people in each group. Each group sweeps the floor for a week, taking turns.

Feeling the cold wind blowing, Ma Lihua was a little cold. She stood there with her umbrella for a long time before scanning the air three times.

The person sweeping the floor; "……………………"

Everyone's area is different. This area of ​​the rose bushes is in the corridor. It's not a big place, but there are a lot of fallen leaves!

Li Xin's assigned area was also small. He slyly told the sanitation committee member, "I'm only 13 years old, just a child. You wouldn't make me sweep an extra area, would you?"

People who are tall and strong are almost as tall as him. Child? Are you still breastfeeding?

Given his age and his shamelessness, the area he assigned was small and easy to clean.

"Auntie, I'm here." Li Xin finished sweeping with his broom in a few quick strokes and immediately started sweeping for his auntie.

People around them had gotten used to it, and thankfully the week was almost over.

Back in the classroom, we were about to start our morning reading when Shumali had an accident.

"Thump... Boom..."

"Ah...ah..."

"Quick, Shumali is having an epileptic seizure! Quickly cover her mouth to prevent her from biting her tongue!" Lu Ting said anxiously. Her mother was a doctor, so she knew some things to do.

The male classmates around him; "……………………"

What should you use to cover it? Your hands? Forget it! It's not worth it; an injured hand will only delay your work!

Lu Ting was dumbfounded. Why wasn't a single male classmate coming to help? The area around them was empty; the boys were far away and just watching.

The female students: "……………………"

“I’ll do it.” Fang Hang stepped forward, holding the rag used for wiping tables and chairs. “You pinch her nose,” he said impatiently.

"Oh! Okay, okay." Lu Ting pinched Shu Mali's nose, and Fang Hang watched her open her mouth. He quickly and accurately stuffed the rag into her mouth, and the rag, which was still dripping with black water, went directly into her mouth.

The people around; "……………………"

That's fucking disgusting! It's raining, and the rag isn't dry, but you could at least wash it!

Fang Hang: ...Want to wash up? Sorry, I don't have time. If I didn't find her too noisy, I wonder if I would even bother with her.

"Alright." Fang Hang glanced at it with satisfaction. That solved the problem, didn't it? Now he doesn't have to bite his tongue anymore.

"Um... Fang Hang, would you mind taking Mary to the infirmary?" Lu Ting asked him cautiously.

"Why not just call 120? She's been sick every few days. I'm not her father or mother. Just because I helped her once, does that mean I have to help her countless times?" Fang Hang's tone was impatient and disdainful.

Look at Ma Lihua, she's so sick but she hasn't bothered anyone. I don't know why Shu Mali, who is tall and strong, is so delicate.

Lu Ting looked pale as she stared at Shu Mali, who was rolling her eyes. Some of her female classmates still called 120 (emergency services).

Li Xin pursed his lips. Luckily, he was smart enough not to help that day. You see, once you help someone, they take it for granted. He wasn't going to be the one to take the fall.

Look at Fang Hang, he handled it so well. He admired him; a master is truly different!

That's how the day went. At noon, Ma Lihua looked at the clean and tidy bed and thought to herself, "That female classmate probably doesn't get along with Shen Hui!"

Shen Hui felt a little annoyed when she saw her fall asleep immediately. The window was missing glass, and she didn't even bother to fix it. She had no sense of public morality.