His hands were covered in blood and there were a lot of bird feathers scattered on the ground.
A bloody smell hit me in the face.
The leading child was still holding the disassembled bird carcass.
The moment she entered, that sinister and vicious gaze fell on Song Mingshan.
That look made her shiver, and looking at the dead bird in the child's hand made Song Mingshan feel her scalp tingling.
The three children were all wearing very fashionable small suits and overalls, and leather shoes. They didn't say anything and looked at Song Mingshan with the same eyes.
"Xiao Zhi, Xiao An, Xiao Ming, what are you all still standing there for? Come over here and say hello to Aunt Song."
Zhang Shaoxing seemed not to notice anything unusual about his three children. He walked in, changed into slippers, and put all his things on the floor.
"Aunt?"
Zhang Shaoxing's three children are named Zhang Zezhi, Zhang Ze'an and Zhang Zeming.
The eldest, Zhang Zezhi, and the second, Zhang Ze'an, are twins, twelve years old this year, and the third, Zhang Zeming, is nine years old.
The expressions of the three brothers were surprisingly consistent, gloomy and cold.
"Dad, is this another stepmother you found for us?"
The boss Zhang Zezhi pointed at Song Mingshan and spoke in a cold voice.
They were obviously just children, but Song Mingshan could not sense any childish innocence in them, even the youngest one.
Instead, it has a creepy and terrifying feeling.
I always feel that there is something abnormal in the eyes of these three children.
But she thought, they were just three children. They lost their mother at a young age and were lacking maternal love. It was normal for these children who lacked maternal love to have personalities that were more or less different from other children.
If I show them great kindness at this time and influence them with tenderness and love, they will definitely be grateful to me.
So she stepped forward and distributed the White Rabbit milk candies, toffee candies, and some small biscuits that she had bought to them.
She smiled and said, "Xiaozhi, Xiaoan, Xiaoming, these are the snacks that Auntie bought for you today. Auntie doesn't know what you like to eat."
"But you can tell your auntie in the future. As long as it's something you like to eat, your auntie will definitely cook it for you!"
She had a kind smile on her face, but she was speechless in her heart.
She is only in her early twenties, but she has to be a stepmother to these three children, and she feels like she is being ignored.
It doesn't matter, he will
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