When they reached the fork in the road, Song Fanxing let go of him.
"Second brother, something might have happened to eldest brother. Go to the fields and call mother back."
Upon hearing this, Song Yaohua was initially shocked, but then, remembering his grandmother's wickedness, he turned and ran towards the field.
Song Fanxing continued running towards the Song family home.
The Song family has three rooms. The middle room is where Old Lady Song lives, and the two side rooms are occupied by Song Dalong's family and Song Dapeng's family, respectively. Song Cuicui is married and does not live in the house.
When Song Fanxing arrived, Song Yaohui was being held down on the ground by Song Haitao and Song Dalong.
Song Haitao stepped on Song Yaohui's back and roared, "Hand over the money for the milk!"
Song Yaohui struggled, but he was still just a child. How could he break free from Song Dalong, an adult man, especially with Song Haitao helping him?
He roared angrily, "I didn't do it!"
Song Haitao stomped hard on the back of his hand.
Song Yaohui was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat.
Old Mrs. Song held a wooden stick as thick as an adult's arm and struck Song Yaohui with it.
Song Yaohui groaned in pain.
"You little brat, hand over my money!"
"I didn't take it!"
Song Yaohui was furious; he would never take the blame for something he hadn't done.
He looked at Song Haitao with eyes full of anger.
It must have been Song Haitao who did it; let him take the blame.
Feeling guilty under his gaze, Song Haitao raised his foot, ready to stomp on him hard.
Suddenly a stone flew by and hit his leg.
He was in so much pain that he fell to the ground.
"Ouch! Who hit me?! I'll kill him!"
Song Fanxing rushed over like a cannonball, knocking Song Dalong far away.
Amidst the bewildered gazes of the crowd, they helped Song Yaohui up.
"Big brother, are you alright?"
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