Chapter 303 Everyone Likes to Eat Grass in Their Own Home
There is a small forest next to the lawn, the kind that you can see the end of at a glance.
When Erbao ran through the woods, he found several children gathered together in front of him, and he didn't know what they were doing.
Erbao walked over curiously and saw the children hitting a thin child on the ground with stones.
"Hand over the kite in your hand, or we will beat you."
"That's right, give us the kite quickly!"
The frail child held the kite tightly in his hand and shook his head helplessly, "This is mine. I won't give it to you."
"Humph, if you don't give it to us, we'll take it away."
The children rushed towards the boy and tore the kite in his hand.
Erbao, who was standing not far away and watching this scene, frowned and said, "You bad guys can't steal other people's things!"
Erbao puffed up his little face and rushed over, glaring at them accusingly.
When the children saw that it was a pretty little girl, they were not afraid at all.
"It's none of your business, get out of here, or I'll beat you up."
"Hurry up, sick boy, give us the kite!"
Erbao is very angry!
My mother said that we should not let others bully us, but we should not bully others at will. It is too much for these people to bully one person.
She took out a sandbag as big as her fist and threw it at one of the children who was snatching something.
"Ouch!"
Erbao had practiced shooting for two years and his shooting strength was quite strong. The sandbag hit the child and he instantly let go of his hands in pain.
"Ouch! That hurts!"
Erbao threw the small sandbags in his hand one by one, hitting the children, forcing them to step back in pain.
"Humph, bad guys deserve to be beaten." Erbao stood in front of the child, glaring at them with his chin raised, "Hurry up and apologize to him, or I'll beat you again."
After being beaten, those children were a little afraid of Erbao, but it was impossible to ask them to apologize!
"Who are you to hit us?"
"I'm an expert at beating up bad guys." Erbao shook the sandbag in his hand, "If you don't obey me, I'll beat you up!"
The kids looked at each other, turned around and ran away in fear, "Just wait, we won't let this go!"
Erbao stuck out her tongue at their running backs. She was not afraid at all.
Erbao looked back at the child on the ground.
He looked about the same age as Erbao, but was much thinner than Erbao, with dry yellow hair. Because he was thin and had a small face, his eyes looked particularly big.
His robe was wrinkled and had many mud marks on it, and his face was scratched, but even so, he still tried hard to hold the kite in his arms tightly.
Unfortunately, the kite had been torn into pieces by the children just now.
"Your kite is broken. Can I ask Aunt Bai Shuang to make you another one?"
The child looked up at Erbao, then lowered his head in a daze to look at the almost torn kite in his arms, his eyes suddenly red.
Bean-sized tears fell drop by drop, and the hot tears hit the broken kite, spreading the vermilion color on it, which looked particularly glaring.
Erbao felt a little sorry for him. If her kite was damaged by someone, she would definitely be very sad.
"Don't cry, I'll give you a new one, okay?"
The child raised his head with sobs, his eyes as helpless as a helpless young animal, "This, this is what my mother left for me..."
"Then why don't you ask your mother to make one for you?"
The child cried even more sadly. His mother died when he was born, and this was what she did for him before she died.
Seeing the little boy crying even more sadly, Erbao felt a little helpless. She took out a sweet-scented osmanthus candy from her small purse and stuffed it into his hand. "Don't cry, I'll give you candy. This candy is made by Grandpa He. The candies he makes are the most delicious."
The little boy choked and clenched the candy in his hand but stubbornly refused to eat it.
"Where's your family, why aren't you with them."
The little boy lowered his head and hummed in a voice as soft as a mosquito, "They don't like being with me."
Erbao tilted his head and held his hand, "Then come and play with me and your brother."
Fu Zheng raised his head, his face full of surprise, "Do you want to play with me?"
"Yes, I tell you, I'm really amazing. The kite I just flew had to be really high. I'll take you to see it."
Erbao happily pulled him back the same way.
Fu Zheng was foolishly pulled by her and followed her out of the grove.
What the two little guys didn’t know was that Su Ying saw everything that had just happened.
She ate an apple and came over. She met Erbao halfway. Before she could say anything, Erbao went in to help. I don't know where she got the courage from since she could only throw sandbags.
Su Ying looked at the direction they left and asked, "Do you know which mansion that child is from?"
Bai Shuang had just followed Su Ying and had also read the entire article. "I know, that is the eldest grandson of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion. He should be seven or eight years old this year, but his stature looks about the same as that of the little princess."
Su Ying raised her eyebrows. He was only seven or eight years old, and was obviously a little stunted, as could be seen from his dry and yellow hair.
The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion is a first-class ducal family. Even a lowly maid wouldn't be raised like this. It's obvious that she's been treated harshly.
As expected, Bai Shuang said, "The Duke of Zhenguo is old. I heard that several of his sons gave up military careers and turned to literature. The most talented among them is the eldest son, who is now the Minister of the Ministry of Rites. Back then, the eldest son married the Duke of Huaguo's mansion, but the Duke of Huaguo's daughter had a hemorrhage during childbirth. Later, in order to avoid losing this relative, the Duke of Huaguo's mansion sent another daughter to be a step-wife..."
Su Ying frowned when she heard this, "Sister is marrying brother-in-law?"
Bai Shuang nodded.
"People in your circle like to eat grass near their home?"
Logically speaking, the child's stepmother is the sister of his biological mother, so she should treat him well. But looking at the way he looks, it doesn't look like he is being treated well.
Su Ying is a straightforward person and hates these kinds of roundabout and shameful methods the most.
She followed Erbao to the place where they were flying kites, and saw Erbao happily holding Fu Zheng's little hand and flying the kite happily.
What a sociable little fool.
"Brother, brother, your kite is about to fly away, hurry up and catch it!" Erbao let go of Fu Zheng's hand, turned around and ran behind Dabao and hugged him to prevent him from being blown away by the kite.
Fu Zheng stood there stupidly as he watched the brother and sister playing around. When he saw that Erbao was having a hard time holding his baby, he suddenly mustered up the courage to walk over and hugged Erbao from behind.
"Who was it just now? Who hit my Yoona?"
(End of this chapter)
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