Chapter 48 She Definitely Can't Beat Me

Wen Kexin was unhappy and muttered to herself, not knowing that at this moment, Song Mo, who was chopping wood in the mountains and was called a dog by her, was being targeted by his aunt again.

It turned out that the Wen family had no firewood to cook dinner tonight.

Zhang Guihua sat on a small stool in the kitchen and competed with her mother-in-law and others.

"Mom, there's no firewood at home, so we'll just have to make do at noon."

Old Madam Wen angrily scolded, "You black-hearted idiot, why didn't you tell me earlier that there was no firewood at home? Do you think your husband should go and collect firewood after work?"

Zhang Guihua said confidently: "Mother, Hehua has nothing to do at home, so what's wrong with asking her to pick up some firewood during the day? Besides, when my second brother was at home, didn't he also go to work and chop firewood after returning home?"

Old Lady Wen immediately glared and continued to scold with a red face and thick neck: "Zhang Guihua, why are you staring at my daughter? Do you want your man to collect firewood after a tiring day? The eldest son is the only one in the family who earns work points to support the whole family, and you have the heart to let your man die of exhaustion?"

"By the way, your three sons are already grown up, so let the brats go collect firewood. Dazhu is already sixteen years old, and he is about to get married. He is hanging around everywhere, stretching his neck and waiting to be raised by his father. You spoiled him. Let Dazhu go to work tomorrow. You brats, collect firewood right now. You won't have dinner if you don't."

From childhood to adulthood, Dazhu, Erzhu and Sanzhu have never picked up firewood.

Now that the second child has been separated, the family relies on Wen Jianguo alone to earn work points.

Although Old Mrs. Wen loved her grandson, she felt that he was still inferior to her daughter, so she decisively set her sights on the three brats.

Zhang Guihua immediately refused to do so and argued, "Mom, my Dazhu is only sixteen, and Hehua is eighteen. Besides, how old is Sanzhu? If you want my son to collect firewood, Hehua should go too."

Old Man Wen was so angry that his heart ached. Wen Hehua, who was hiding in the house, heard her mother and sister-in-law quarreling. She pushed the door open and walked out, pretending to be a good person, "Mother, sister-in-law, what's there to quarrel about such a small matter? Let's go collect firewood now."

Old Madam Wen pulled her daughter into the house and asked in a distressed whisper, "Hehua, is it okay for you, with your delicate skin and tender flesh, to go and collect firewood?"

Wen Hehua said calmly in a low voice: "Mom, I'm just pretending. How can I say I'm a aunt? How can three brats expect me to collect firewood?"

Old Mrs. Wen’s nervous heart suddenly calmed down, and she muttered to herself: My daughter is still the best!

On the surface, she went to collect firewood, but in fact she was just there to join in the fun.

In this way, Lotus and her three nephews came to the mountain.

She looked around and vaguely saw a man in green military uniform not far away. The man looked a little familiar.

She rolled her eyes and said to her three nephews, "You guys go collect firewood nearby first, I'm going to go to the bathroom."

Sanzhu said stupidly: "Aunt, then you should come back earlier."

Wen Hehua said impatiently: "I know!"

Then, she went to the bathroom and walked away, wanting to see who the familiar man was.

When she came near the man, her heart started pounding. This was truly a piece of cake after searching for so long.

Isn’t this Song Mo, the man she has been thinking about?

She thought about it and soon came up with an idea.

After adjusting his emotions and mentality, he rushed towards Song Mo who was chopping wood in panic.

At the same time, a shrill scream came out of his mouth: "There is a snake... I'm scared to death..."

She is very confident and her facial expressions are just right.

Song Mo stopped swinging the axe and looked at the person who came, and quickly saw the other person clearly.

Just as Wen Hehua rushed over and was about to jump into his arms, he dodged like lightning.

Wen Hehua missed her target immediately, and because of the overwhelming force, she couldn't stop her feet and fell forward.

"Thump" she fell to the ground in a kneeling posture.

This is a live attack!

Song Mo, who was standing firmly on the side, said in an infuriating tone: "I am not an elder, so I don't need to kneel down and bow!"

Wen Hehua felt a burning pain in both knees and heard the sarcasm from the man across from her.

Her heart seemed to be in a frying pan, and she looked over with eyes blazing with anger, "How could you be so cold and indifferent? Are you still a man?"

Song Mo put away his playful gaze, and stabbed forward fiercely like a sharp blade, rushing forward with murderous intent, "Whether I am a man or not is none of your business!"

After saying this, he picked up the chopped firewood like lightning and turned away.

Wen Hehua quickly put away the anger on her face, turned into a pitiful little girl, tears could not help falling, and cried touchingly: "Second brother, why don't you remember our old friendship? Do you know how much I regret it? Do you know that I can't sleep at night and miss you every day?"

Song Mo didn't look back, but continued walking forward, saying coldly as he walked: "What's the point of saying this now? I already have a wife, you can take care of yourself."

Wen Hehua thought that the other party had softened his heart, and was immediately overjoyed, "Second brother, wait a minute, I have something to tell you..."

She got up from the ground and chased after the handsome and dashing man.

Song Mo finally turned around, but his face was full of dark lines, and he looked like a volcano about to erupt.

"Don't come over here. If you dare to get within five steps of me again, don't blame me for taking action."

As he spoke, he stepped hard on a palm-sized stone nearby with his right foot, and the stone quickly broke into pieces with a wailing sound.

Song Mo continued in a warning tone, "If you dare to bully Ke Xin when I'm not at home, don't blame me for settling the score later and making sure you die without a burial place.

Wen Hehua saw this scene clearly.

She knew that this man was very strong and cruel.

Suddenly my legs went weak and I dared not move forward, watching the other person disappear from my sight.

She fell to the ground and didn't know how long it was before she heard her nephews shouting. She stood up dejectedly and walked over.

Besides, the Wen family sat together in a good mood, eating and talking affectionately.

After dinner, Wen Kexin saw that the vegetable garden had not been fully tilled yet, so she quickly tilled the soil for a while. When she realized it was getting dark, she hurried back.

While walking on the road, I almost bumped into Song Mo, who had a gloomy face and didn't know what he was thinking.

Wen Kexin asked doubtfully: "Brother Mo, what happened? Have you eaten?"

Only when Song Mo saw that it was her did he collect his confused thoughts.

"It's okay. I just saw Wen Hehua when I was chopping wood. Stay away from her when I'm not home."

Wen Kexin knew that her aunt was not giving up, but she didn't expect that she would come to pester her again when she was away.

She asked nervously, "Are you okay?"

Song Mo smiled bitterly and said, "What can a grown man like me do? I just feel disgusted. I'm worried that when I return to the army, she will do something bad to you."

Wen Kexin smiled with satisfaction and said, "Don't worry, she doesn't dare to do anything to me. Even though I'm so thin, I have a very good physique. If we have a conflict, she will definitely not be able to beat me."

Song Mo looked over with questioning eyes, "Really!"

"Of course, if you don't believe me, find a place to practice a few moves so I can learn a few moves."

Song Mo's eyes suddenly lit up, and he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, let's talk about it when we get home!"