Seeing that Erwa didn't say anything, Lin Minjun asked again, "Did he scold you behind your back, or did he get someone to beat you up? Tell me."

Considering Cao Bin's rascally character, these two possibilities are the most likely.

Erwa clenched his chopsticks, looked at Lin Minjun, and opened his mouth.

Just when Lin Minjun thought he was going to say something, the kid hesitated and lowered his head in frustration, "No, I'm just worried..."

"What are you worried about?" Lin Minjun continued to ask.

"You were implicated in this matter because of me. You have offended the eldest master's family. I'm afraid you will be excluded in the yard again. They will ignore you, and Cao Bin will retaliate against you." Erwa said angrily.

Lin Minjun: "Do you remember what I said today? I don't have parents, and neither do you. We are both orphans. If you call me sister, I will treat you as my younger brother from now on. Is that a burden?"

As she spoke, she raised her lips, raised her eyebrows, and smiled, "What's wrong with ostracizing me or isolating me? After all, we're just neighbors. Just don't get along with each other. You may think now that we're all old neighbors and it's scary that no one cares about us. Maybe in a few decades, everyone will live in high-rise buildings and won't even know who lives across the street."

She comforted Erwa, "Besides, I am an adult. If they retaliate against me, I will find a way to deal with it. I can also report it to the police. Didn't we handle it well this time?"

But Erwa was probably worried about something, and his brows relaxed a little after hearing this, but he was still worried.

Seeing his gloomy expression, Lin Minjun said sincerely: "You look like an old man now, with your wrinkled nose and wrinkled face."

After she finished speaking, she burst out laughing and didn't take the matter seriously at all.

Just like she said, neighbors, just don't get along, they are just neighbors anyway. Cao Bin will fight back, so she won't resist? If she can't, she can report to the police, and Zhao Ning, Luo Lin, Han Xiaorui and others will help her find a solution. Are you afraid of a little hooligan?

But to the ten-year-old Erwa, this was like the sky falling. The little boy wrinkled his nose and looked more and more like a little old man.

Seeing that he was really worried, Lin Minjun changed the subject and talked about something else. "By the way, today I heard them say that you have a brother. What's the matter? Why haven't I heard you talk about it before?"

Think about it, Sister Xia mentioned it before, saying that Erwa killed his brother. Lin Minjun thought she was talking nonsense at that time. Today, the eldest mother brought it up again. It seems that it is really the case?

This is strange. Lin Minjun has lived here for almost two months. She has heard about Erwa’s parents several times, but has rarely heard anyone mention this older brother.

"They said you killed your brother, but I don't believe it. What's going on?" Lin Minjun asked again.

Just now when he talked about Cao Bin's revenge, Erwa was just worried. When he mentioned his brother, Erwa suddenly bit his upper lip with his teeth, his nose turned red, and after a second, he suddenly burst into tears.

He sobbed and said, "My brother is not dead! He just joined the army. He often sent letters back in the past few years, but suddenly there was no news a year ago. Everyone said he was dead, but I didn't believe it. My brother must be alive!"

Lin Minjun said quickly, "He's not dead, he must be alive. I have to tell you, young man, if something really happened to your brother, someone would come to inform you and give you the relics and compensation. No one came to the door, your brother is fine."

“They saw that my brother hadn’t been home for such a long time, so they kept saying that he was dead. I knew he wasn’t dead.” Erwa slurped a mouthful of rice noodles angrily.

Lin Minjun: "Good luck comes naturally. Don't listen to their nonsense. But, how come I didn't realize you have a brother after being here for so long?"

Erwa lived in the gatehouse. This courtyard belonged to the two brothers, so there must be traces of his elder brother's life. Lin Minjun was quite curious about this.

Erwa held a big bowl of rice noodles and explained with a greasy mouth: "At that time, the state returned this house to me. The street office discussed with me which houses here can be lived in. I said anywhere is fine, but not the east wing. That is my brother's room. When I am here, he has a home when he comes back. So the east wing was locked. All the old things in my family are in it, so you don't know."

"You miss your brother a lot, right?" Lin Minjun said.

Erwa nodded.

Lin Minjun: "Then I will help him take care of you before he comes back. Don't be sad anymore, okay? It's all nonsense that you have a tough life and that you killed your family members."

"Okay, I'm not unhappy now, sister, I'm going back to sleep." Erwa said, picked up the bowl and went to the door to wash it. He was still smacking his lips when he left. I don't know if it was because the eldest master apologized, or because it was the first time that someone trusted him and stood by him when he was wronged. From beginning to end, Erwa felt that today's rice noodles were particularly delicious. He walked a few steps and turned back, "What are we eating tomorrow?"

He began to look forward to the next day.

Lin Minjun felt like she had forgotten something today, and only after Erwa reminded her did she remember, "Oh, by the way, I'm going to visit someone at noon tomorrow, and I'll bring some food with me, so have lunch in advance, or I'll leave it in the pot and you can eat it yourself, and we'll have drunken chicken tomorrow."

Erwa was so sleepy that he didn't even know his own last name, and he didn't hear anything clearly. He only heard that they wanted to eat drunken chicken, so he just ate it, nodded, and went back to his own little room.

The next morning, Lin Minjun got up early and prepared the potatoes for the stall in the evening. Then she went to the market to buy an old hen. She also found a place to buy a clay pot and took time to cook the chicken.

After finishing, he did not put the food in a bowl, but went to Zhao's house carrying the clay pot.

At the last gathering of educated youth, Lin Minjun learned from Zhao Ning that Aunt Zhao had lung cancer. Lin Minjun had always wanted to visit her, but she had no time as her business had just opened. Now that her business is on track and she has a stable customer base, she plans to go visit Aunt Zhao.

I walked to the door of Zhao's house and knocked, but it took a long time for someone to open it.

Aunt Zhao looked a little pale and walked slowly, but she looked energetic and was very happy to see Lin Minjun. "Minjun is here. I heard from Zhao Ning that you set up a stall and made a living on your own. How come you have time to come here today?"

"I came to see you." Lin Minjun said, carrying a clay pot and walked in. As soon as she entered, she saw that the stove was still on in the kitchen, and there was a pot on the stove, as if they were going to cook.

She looked around and asked, "Where's Uncle Zhao? Isn't Zhao Ning home either?"

"They are all at work. Zhao Ning went to work at the Party School." Zhao's mother smiled.

"But you are alone at home and you have to cook. Can you do it?" Lin Minjun couldn't help but worry.

Mother Zhao waved her hands and said, "You don't have to treat me like a patient. The disease is very serious, but I am not unable to move immediately. It's just a meal. Without them, will I be unable to eat?"

When she said this, Lin Minjun picked up the clay pot and said, "You don't have to cook today. Look, I brought you some drunken chicken. I'll get you a spoon. Just drink the soup and eat the meat. It's very good for your health."

She took out a porcelain spoon from the kitchen, handed it to Zhao's mother, and said with a smile, "I added some angelica root I brought from home, and this time the method is more authentic, simmering it in a clay pot over a low fire, covering the mouth of the clay pot with a small bowl, and sealing it with flour and running water, so the nutrients and flavor are not lost at all, it is very nourishing to the body."

"It's really delicious, even better than last time." Mother Zhao took a sip and praised it highly.

Drinking soup and reminiscing about the past, this was the purpose of Lin Minjun's visit today. She looked Zhao's mother up and down and said with surprise, "You don't look like a patient at all. You are in a very good mental state."

"What do you think the patient looks like?" Zhao's mother said with a smile.

Lin Minjun couldn't explain it. In her previous life, she had been to big hospitals, consulted old Chinese doctors, and even consulted charlatans in order to have a child. There she met many people with terminal illnesses. But most of them had pale yellow complexions and were in very bad mental states. Very few of them had complexions as good as Zhao's mother's.

"Anyway, it's not like you." Lin Minjun said.

Mother Zhao smiled particularly open-mindedly: "That may be because I am open-minded. My disease cannot be cured now anyway. The doctor also said that surgery will not cure it. It will just make me live longer. Besides, my health is not good. I thought I might as well eat whatever I want and drink whatever I want while I am still in good health. I recuperated at home and my health has improved a lot. The only downside is that I can't see anyone at home. It's a bit boring."

"What about you, Minjun? How is your life now? Tell me about it." Zhao's mother asked again.

Lin Minjun said, "How about I tell you what happened over there to relieve your boredom?"

"Okay, tell me about it." Mother Zhao was very excited. She poured two cups of tea and brought out the peanuts to entertain guests during the New Year. She was now ready to start eating the melon.

The incident happened just one day ago, and Lin Minjun remembered some details very clearly, so she told Zhao's mother everything that happened yesterday.

From the moment she returned home and found her second child tied up, to the moment the eldest mother wanted to beat him up, to the moment the eldest grandfather and the eldest mother acted in unison at the whole hospital meeting in an attempt to get away with it, to the moment when she had no choice but to apologize helplessly, Lin Minjun told Zhao's mother everything.

After listening to this, Zhao's mother kept nodding her head. "You did the right thing in this matter. Can a child be wronged? Our two children have been like this since they were young. Whenever someone wronged someone, whether it was true or false, as long as I heard it, I would definitely take the children to the other party's house to explain it clearly. Do the children have no self-respect and no shame?"

She smiled and said, "So even if I get sick now, I can still go with peace of mind, because Zhao Ning has confidence and self-esteem. Even if she really encounters setbacks in the future, she will be able to get up again."

Isn't this the best thing a mother can leave for her children?

But after praising Lin Minjun, Zhao's mother said angrily: "But what this big man in your yard did is really outrageous. Don't say that the child didn't steal. Even if the child really stole, you should tell the parents. If there is no parents, tell the street office. Who do you think you are to beat other people's children? I am sick and can't go out now, otherwise I would have to go to their house to reason with them. What the hell are they doing?"

"That's the truth. However, after what happened yesterday, there is still one thing I don't understand. I heard from the neighbors that the eldest master and his family used to be very nice people and were polite to everyone. Why did they go after the second child this time?" Lin Minjun frowned and asked Zhao's mother the question that had been bothering her all night.

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