Chapter 10 We are all motherless people from the same world, why are we so eager to harm each other?
Faced with the sudden accusation, Deng Qiu's face turned pale.
"I don't... ..."
How could she possibly put needles in food and feed it to such a young child?
She's not that heartless.
Sang Zhizhi didn't dare let go, and kept her older brother with his head down to prevent blood from entering his trachea.
Hearing her second brother say that, she puffed out her cheeks in anger. "The fried eggs were all served together. Who knows who would get to eat them? If my mom wanted to harm someone, would she dare let me eat them too? As soon as Mom noticed something was wrong, she quickly grabbed a towel and water. Don't just open your mouth and slander people!"
After a pause, she couldn't help but speak again:
"Dad, big brother's injury is serious, let's go to the clinic right away!"
Zhenwei's mind was a little slow to catch up, but he still didn't believe it.
"Who knows if you're just feeling guilty...?"
"Zhenwei, shut up!"
Jiang Anchao interrupted him, took the little guy from Zhizhi's arms, and carried him out.
Deng Qiu picked up her bag and hurriedly followed.
Sang Zhizhi had almost run out of the yard when she saw that Zhenwei hadn't followed and was still standing there dumbfounded, so she turned back and grabbed him.
"Come on, you're like a complete idiot!"
... ...
Health room
The doctor turned off the flashlight and tossed the tweezers back into the dish.
"Luckily, it was discovered quickly and I didn't swallow it. I just had some cuts in my mouth. I'll take some anti-inflammatory medicine for a few days and it will be fine."
"Thank you, doctor."
Deng Qiu thanked her repeatedly, and bent down to check on Gan Su's injuries.
But the eldest brother turned his head away and, with a cotton ball stuffed in his mouth, struggled to speak: "Get out of here!"
As soon as Sang Zhizhi arrived, she saw her older brother's attitude towards their mother.
She was furious; she was really angry this time!
She was determined to retaliate fiercely against her wicked brother!
So the little cub rushed forward, proudly raised its head and glared at him, "Don't you have any conscience? I was the one who cleaned your wound, held your head down so you wouldn't choke, and Mommy stayed with you the whole time to see the doctor, and you're still barking like a dog here. It would be better to save a piece of barbecued pork than to save you!"
"Who cares!"
"Don't you even use your brain? My mom just arrived at your house and doesn't even know where the needle is. How could she possibly do something like this?"
While the aroma of mulberry and gardenia may be deceptive, the underlying principles still need to be clarified.
She understood perfectly well that this was a deliberate setup by someone trying to sow discord between the stepmother and the children.
Mom cooked the food; it's going to cause problems for my brothers.
Dad will definitely not marry Mom.
People who do bad things are truly despicable!
They're using children's lives to scheme against people!
Aren't children's lives precious?!
Before Gan Su could refute, Zhen Wei nodded weakly.
"Oh right..."
He had already been scolded by this little dumpling on his way here.
His usually dim-witted brain finally picked up, and he realized that the needle didn't seem to have been put there by his wicked stepmother.
Zhenwei looked at his elder brother worriedly for a while, and finally managed to utter a sentence:
"Brother... are you really alright? Are you going to die?"
"What? Are you cursing me? Cursing me to die?"
Jiang Gansu rolled his eyes at his younger brother, but his unclear speech made his words sound ridiculous.
"Pfft..."
Sang Zhizhi covered her mouth and chuckled.
The guy is quite clever, but not much.
Jiang Gansu was furious and embarrassed, and could only glare at her fiercely.
"Neither you nor your mother are good, neither of you are good!"
"Think whatever you want!"
Sang Zhizhi spread her little hands and said in a childish voice, "The little brother told me on the way here that he had also found needles in his food before. Why don't you suspect the people around you, but only my mom?!"
Deng Qiu was shocked that her precious child could speak so logically and with such evidence, but after the shock, she also realized what was going on.
"Wait! Zhenwei, you've been injected with needles before?"
Although Zhenwei didn't like his wicked stepmother, he was afraid of being scolded by Zhizhi again, so he reluctantly nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, my dad's blind date cooked for us as soon as we met, but there was a needle hidden in the rice bowl. I didn't notice and swallowed it, and the needle got stuck in my throat."
Mentioning this incident brings back the shadows that have fallen upon my heart once again.
Deng Qiu looked at the two brothers with heartache and earnestly assured them, "Gansu, Zhenwei, this was not done by your aunt, and I would not do it. I did not marry into this family to break it up. Please believe me."
Sang Zhizhi nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
“My stepmother isn’t like that. She would rather divorce her husband than not take me with her. She’s a really good mother!”
"stepmother?"
For once, Zhenwei showed rare intelligence, "You, you, you, you?"
"Yes! Just as you think."
Sang Zhizhi appeared calm, but she quickly noticed a deep sense of sympathy on the young man's face.
"What do you mean?"
"So pitiful..."
Zhenwei suddenly felt that the little dumpling in front of him wasn't so annoying anymore, so he reached out and pinched her little face.
Just as he had imagined, it was soft and fluffy, like a marshmallow.
He asked with a sincere expression, "Don't you have a mother either?"
Sang Zhizhi: "... ..."
That was such a vulgar insult!
I really want to punch him and send him flying!
Zhenwei sighed and silently made his next decision.
I'd better not bully her anymore.
after all... ...
We are both motherless people from the same corner of the world, why are we so eager to harm each other?
"Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, let's hurry home. Maybe we can find out who did it."
"I wish that wicked villain who harmed people would have sores on his head, pus oozing from the soles of his feet, and step in dog poop every time he went out!"
Sang Zhizhi has an adorable, innocent face, yet she imitates adults' speech.
The contrast is striking.
Just then, Jiang Anchao returned after paying for the medicine. He didn't say much, but stopped directly in front of the young leader, gesturing for him to come up.
Gan Su pursed his lips, perhaps because the father and son had just been arguing, and their quick reconciliation made him feel a little awkward.
But everyone was watching him.
He had no choice but to slowly climb onto his father's back.
Sang Zhizhi held her mother's hand with one hand and pulled Jiang Zhenwei, who was terrible with directions, with the other, and chattered and bickered with him non-stop on the way home.
As soon as I entered the alley, I bumped into Liu Qing, who was eating sunflower seeds.
Seeing that her eldest son was injured, she didn't even bother to crack open her melon seeds and rushed over to greet him.
"Oh dear, what happened? How did Gansu get hurt!"
Sang Zhizhi narrowed her eyes.
Why is she everywhere?
This matter involves Deng Qiu and her child, and Jiang Anchao doesn't want outsiders to know too much.
"It's nothing, I just burned my lip. Um... let's go inside first, we'll talk later."
He gave a perfunctory answer.
Sang Zhizhi watched as Aunt Liu followed her into the yard, but surprisingly, she didn't say anything to stop her.
Until Liu Qing entered her older brother's bedroom.
Zhizhi looked thoughtful.
Inside the bedroom, Liu Qing tenderly reached out and touched the child's forehead, then wanted to touch his face and check his mouth.
"hiss--!"
Gan Su's wound was touched, and he grimaced in pain.
“Gansu, tell Aunt Liu what exactly happened. This doesn’t look like a simple burn.”
Liu Qing looked around and saw that they were all in the living room.
He quickly lowered his voice and asked, "Did your stepmother bully you again?"
Gan Su hesitated whether or not to tell her.
Just then, a small figure lifted the curtain and walked in, carrying a small enamel mug and medicine in her hand.
She looked at Liu Qing with a smile, appearing completely innocent and childlike.
"Auntie, how come you're even more skilled than a doctor? You knew it wasn't a burn without even looking at it?"
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