Little Wang Jieming felt that the big hand holding his was covered with wrinkles and fine calluses, but it was very broad and warm. When he moved his hand, the calluses scratched his hand, which made it feel a little sore, but he couldn't help but show a sweet smile to Grandma Li, who had always been the best to him.
Li Dongmei's eyes sparkled, her fondness growing even stronger. She truly loved this child. Unlike Bai Ling and Bai Shan, who had initially felt heartbroken when they saw him being bullied but didn't resist, and who had later, despite all odds, bravely braved numerous obstacles to save her with his tiny body, she had only given him some candy and treats, yet the little boy had remembered it in his heart.
So Li Dongmei had long regarded this child and his mother as the same as Bai Ling and Bai Shan's child.
Needless to say, Li Jiaming had a good relationship with Li Zhenghao since he lost his mother. Naturally, he was the child who grew up under her care. During the holidays, the child never forgets to come to her to wish her a happy new year and give her gifts. He has already regarded her as a relative.
Li Dongmei knew all these things in her heart, so she never treated Li Jiaming as an outsider. When she could help him, how could Li Dongmei just stand idly by?
It even includes the time when Li Jiaming was wrongly imprisoned. Although he was not yet an adult, he did not know who he had offended. That group of people wanted to beat him to death. He was detained for only one day. It was said that he was almost beaten to death. When his hunchbacked and old father heard about it, he burst into tears. A rural man was incompetent.
It was she who asked Bai Ling's great grandfather for help, and was humiliated by Li Hou's family. What a pity, after humiliating them, Li Hou actually refused to agree?
Bai Ling was there at the time. She had never agreed to let her mother-in-law go to them to plead for her. Although she had expected that family to be shameless, she had never thought that they would be so shameless, which made her and Li Hou and his group feel bad for them.
Because that incident happened when I was in high school and the school was about to start, I had no feelings for Li Jiaming and had no idea how to save her.
All I know is that when I went back home for the New Year, Li Jiaming was already safely at home. I heard that he had been in the hospital for three months before returning.
Bai Ling didn't ask what happened during those times. She only knew that from then on, Li Jiaming, his hunchbacked father and her family had a very good relationship. Because they didn't have many relatives to interact with, the two families would have dinner together every Chinese New Year.
There were rumors circulating in the village about this, and it was obvious who had spread them.
When killing them, thinking back to these years, Bai Ling was less violent and showed no mercy.
It was not until midnight that Bai Xiaoxi came out from outside the vines yawning, followed closely by the tall Li Zhenghao, whose eyes were deep like a ball of fire in the dark night.
"Uncle, good night!" Dealing with people wasn't a big deal; Bai Xiaoxi had long been accustomed to following his grandfather's side. However, he was going with the army to deal with the 100,000 zombies tomorrow, so naturally he needed a good rest. So, without saying anything, he lay down next to Li Jiaming.
Naturally, there is no need for anyone to keep watch today. There are more than a thousand people here, so how can it be their turn to keep watch?
And with their alertness, if anything happened, Bai Ling would be the first to wake up. As for Meng Guang and Meng Xin, who had been chatting earlier, he wasn't worried anymore. He had already said so much, if Meng Guang still had any self-respect and shame, he would definitely not "chat" with him again! So Bai Xiaoxi also went to sleep with peace of mind.
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