The moment the white powder touches the skin, it penetrates into the body through the pores like countless tiny ants and becomes invisible.
"Stinky boy, let go...ah...it's so itchy..."
The effect of the medicine came faster than Qin Anan expected.
Yan Dazhuang suddenly felt a strange itch on his back. It was so itchy that he didn't care about anything else and just wanted to reach out and scratch it.
The more he scratched, the more itchy it became, and the more he wanted to laugh, and then, his weird laughter of "itchy and happy" was heard throughout the office.
Qin Anan nestled in his mother's arms, watching him constantly changing various postures to tickle and laugh, which felt very much like the funny dances in short videos of later generations.
No, it's even more exciting than that!
If she had a cell phone now, she would definitely take a picture of this funny scene and post it on her Moments.
The popularity is comparable to that of "Tui Tui Tui Auntie".
[Haha! This is hilarious! He's twisting like a big fat maggot!]
Qin Anan smiled happily.
The others were all terrified and looked confused.
Only Qin Che had a faint smile in his eyes. He was very attentive and had already noticed all of An An's little movements.
When my little sister takes action, she always gives people big surprises.
I'm really curious, what other treasures does she have?!
“Ah…hahaha…save me…save me…hahahaha…”
Yan Dazhuang laughed crazily, but he was extremely terrified inside.
He thought he had suddenly contracted some serious skin disease and rushed to the clinic for treatment.
Qin Ling was guarding the door, so he could only agree to let his son write a self-criticism and make a public self-criticism.
"Please...hahaha...please let me...go...haha..."
Qin Ling's expression remained icy. Having achieved his goal, he was too lazy to have any contact with the scoundrels like Yan's father and son. He let go of Yan Biao and stepped aside to make way.
In the end, Yan Dazhuang, the big fat maggot, went to the clinic twisting and laughing all the way.
The doctors in Zhoujiatun couldn't cure him, so he had no choice but to twist his body and smile all the way back to work at the coal mine.
The coal mine held a meeting, and the leader was giving a speech at the top while he was laughing uncontrollably below.
The mine manager scolded him, and he laughed heartily; the mine manager asked him to write a self-criticism, and he laughed heartily; the mine manager announced that he was fired, and he was still laughing heartily...
As I laughed, tears of grievance began to flow.
He laughed all night long.
The rural night was quiet, and his laughter spread far and wide, scaring all the dogs in the Zhoujiatun village so much that they dared not sleep.
The next day, when the effect of the [Itchy Haha Powder] wore off, Yan Dazhuang's entire body was covered in blood, like a pig that had been scalded in boiling water, with red, pink, blue, purple, and black marks... In short, there was not a single piece of good skin left.
Yan Biao looked at his father's miserable condition and smashed the window glass into pieces with one fist.
"Dad, it must be Qin Ling's family who did this! Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you!" He gritted his teeth.
The humiliation of having to make a self-criticism at the school assembly that morning, and the humiliation of being mocked by his younger brothers for not being able to beat Qin Ling, all gathered in his clenched fists.
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Late at night, after An An and Qin Li fell asleep.
Feng Jingrou called Qin Ling and went to Qin Che's room together, where they talked for a long time.
The last thing Qin Ling wanted was for his mother to know that he was being bullied at school, but since his mother already knew, there was nothing left for him to hide.
A month ago, Yan Biao suddenly started giving him trouble. Then, after hearing his classmates say that Pengcheng was a land of gold and urging him to go out and explore, he worried that if he stayed in school, something like his father would happen to him sooner or later, so he decided to leave...
After telling my mother and eldest brother everything, I immediately felt relieved.
Feng Jingrou held her son's hand, feeling more distressed than angry.
She repeatedly told him to remember that he was still a child and not to handle things on his own but to talk to his mother. She had already proved with her actions that his mother was his eternal support.
"But, Xiaoling, why did you suddenly stop going to the south after you reached the railway track? Did something happen?" Feng Jingrou asked the question that had been weighing on her mind for two days.
She understood her son's temperament. He was rational and calm, and was by no means a reckless person. Once he had made a decision, he would not change it easily unless encountering extremely special circumstances.
Qin Ling: "Actually..."
His expression suddenly became strange and he began to stammer.
"Well... when we got to the railway track... that classmate suddenly said... said... he said Qin Yunjiao actually loved me very much... and specifically asked him to take me with him if he had any good things to do..."
"Qin Yunjiao?" Feng Jingrou immediately became alert when she heard the name.
What good intentions could Qin Yunjiao have?
But that's not the point.
The point is, Qin Ling's hesitant look is very strange.
Feng Jingrou believed that if she could not hear An An's inner voice, and knew from her inner voice the Qin family's dirty faces, and knew that her sister-in-law and Qin Yunjiao, who had always been good people, would do many bad things, based on Qin Yunjiao's current actions, she would only think that she was young and ignorant, and would not really be wary of her.
Qin Ling was obviously also wary of Qin Yunjiao.
Could it be... ?
A shocking thought suddenly popped up in Feng Jingrou's mind.
"Xiao Ling, you are on guard against Qin Yunjiao, right?"
Qin Ling did not directly answer his mother's question, but turned to look at his eldest brother Qin Che.
If I tell my mother that the four brothers and sisters can hear An An’s thoughts, will she be scared?
Will Mom be afraid of An An and think she is a little monster?
Qin Ling hesitated for a long time, and only made up his mind when he saw his elder brother nod.
"Mom, is your heart okay?" He wanted to give his mother a heads-up. "What I'm about to say might scare you."
Feng Jingrou nodded, of course she had no problem with it.
Qin Ling took a deep breath. "Mom, I can hear An An's inner voice. From her inner voice, I heard that Qin Yunjiao has always wanted to harm us, to rob our family of our good life, and to kill our entire family..."
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