Song Jinxiu didn't have time to think about it. She looked at Qiu Sheng first. The child had a slight scratch on his face, but he seemed fine.
Only then did she put it down.
As long as he's okay.
Song Jinxiu breathed a sigh of relief, and was then dragged by him to the back of the grave.
There was a person lying on the grave, and it turned out to be a club.
Zhang Bangchui was covered in wounds, with blood on his head, his legs were crooked, and he was drowsy. He had been holding on because he was worried about Qiu Sheng, but when he saw Jinxiu, his head tilted and he fainted.
"Wuwuwu, Uncle Bangchui, don't die, wuwuwu..."
Xiao Qiusheng threw himself on Zhang Bangchui and cried bitterly, as if his own father had died.
"He's not dead."
Yiming approached with a torch.
Song Jinxiu first checked the wound on Zhang Bangchui's head.
It looked like he had been hit on the head, and the blood had already coagulated.
Seeing him unconscious, Song Jinxiu became a little nervous.
The scumbag dad injured his head and she was still paralyzed after treatment. I hope nothing happens to this stepfather again.
In order to ensure her mother's happiness for the rest of her life, Song Jinxiu gave him diluted spiritual dew to drink.
Save your life first, if you are still injured, please ask a professional doctor to take a look.
"Sister, uncle won't die, right?"
Xiao Qiu Sheng grabbed Jin Xiu's sleeve. Very scared.
The uncle was injured trying to save him.
"No, don't be afraid, it's okay." Song Jinxiu comforted Zhang Bang while tapping his foot bone with a hammer.
His ankle was sprained and badly swollen, and he couldn't walk after the fracture, not to mention that he was still unconscious.
Yiming looked around and didn't see Song Erlang, so he asked, "Young Master, you guys are here, where is Song Erlang?"
"Oh! Sister, what should we do with our father?" When Xiao Qiu Sheng heard Song Erlang, he thought of something and grabbed Jinxiu's hand anxiously.
"Hey, is this your stepfather? Let go, uncle won't die. Are you accepting your stepfather as your stepfather?"
In order to ease the atmosphere and reduce the harm to Qiu Sheng's soul, Song Jinxiu deliberately teased him in a light-hearted way.
Xiao Qiusheng said anxiously: "Walk away from our father, he and Erlangge are fighting. Walk away from our father, not uncle."
Song Jinxiu sensed something was wrong and asked quickly, "Are you talking about Song Sanzhu?"
Is there still a scumbag dad here?
"Yeah, yeah," Xiao Qiu Sheng nodded repeatedly.
Song Jinxiu frowned. Isn't his scumbag dad paralyzed? "Where is he?"
Song Qiusheng pointed to the southwest: "By the river, sister, our father will not be beaten to death by Erlang, right?"
Song Jinxiu became more and more puzzled. Seeing Qiu Sheng's anxious look, he didn't seem to be lying. There is no need for the child to lie.
But how can it be possible?
A paralytic, crawling over here?
Last time, I gave him water soaked with Bodhi leaves, and it worked immediately, so he got better right away?
Isn't it so magical when Bodhi leaves are soaked in water?
Song Jinxiu looked around. There was a cemetery here. Could it be that the child was scared?
When a child is scared, the first person he thinks of is his tall and strong father, right?
What a pity, your dad is a scumbag.
This child is talking nonsense. Oh, I have pity on him!
Seeing that Sister Xiao looked around but was indifferent, Xiao Qiusheng became even more anxious and said, "My father fought with Brother Erlang to save me, and asked Uncle to take me away first. Sister Xiao, I'm afraid..."
Song Jinxiu finally took it seriously, "You said Song Sanzhu appeared by the river?"
"Yes, yes, Sister 꺶, let Aunt Su save Dad."
In Xiao Qiu Sheng's eyes, Grandma Su is the most powerful in the family.
Yiming asked, "Miss, can I go take a look?"
"No, you stay and watch them. I'll go."
Yiming didn't let go, Song Jinxiu said: "I don't know what the situation is yet, I'm afraid Song Erlang will come back, you wait and I'll let go.
Besides, Uncle Zinc and Uncle Calcium will be following us with their men soon. When they arrive, you should rush over to find me immediately. ”
Yiming was helpless: "Miss, I'll give you the torch."
"No, it's safer not to take it."
Yiming nodded. It was indeed safer, and the young lady had good eyesight. She advised, "Be careful. Blow the whistle if there is danger."
Song Jinxiu said she understood, patted Xiao Qiusheng on the head, turned around and blended into the darkness.
By the Tongshui River, Song Sanzhu and Song Erlang were both bruised and battered.
At the beginning, Song Erlang was caught off guard and beaten by Song Sanzhu.
Later, Song Sanzhu gradually lost the upper hand.
From a distance, Song Jinxiu saw two figures fighting together by the Tongshui River.
Song Sanzhu lay on Song Erlang's legs, hugging him and digging and pinching him. Song Er was sitting on the ground with his legs crossed and being held. His fists were powerless, but he kept hitting Song Sanzhu on the body and head.
Song Jinxiu approached quietly. She hid in the shadows and heard the two people panting.
Song Sanzhu was exhausted, but he held Song Erlang tightly. He exerted force on his hands and hummed. Song Jinxiu listened for a while before she could hear clearly what he was saying: "I let you hurt my son. I let you hurt my son."
Song Jinxiu raised her eyebrows. Is Song Sanzhu really doing this for Qiu Sheng? It's really rare.
While beating him, Song Erlang kept saying, "Your son? Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter. Third Uncle, ask them if they recognize you as their father?"
Song Sanzhu paused.
Song Erlang continued to mock, "You paraplegic, you are as cowardly as your son. You can even divorce your own son, how dare you live like this?"
Song Sanzhu groaned: "I have no guts, but my son has no guts. Even my son dares to break off the marriage, do you dare?"
This time it was Song Erlang's turn to remain silent.
Song Jinxiu was even more speechless. She looked up at the starry sky. She really didn't understand. Could breaking off the relationship make her scumbag father so proud?
Song Erlang threw a punch and said, "Bullshit, to tell you the truth, Chunsheng has a scar on his face. I scratched him with a tree branch. He didn't even dare to fart."
Song Sanzhu: "I let him go. Why not? I know you, bastard, are not well. You are jealous of my son's good looks. If you are jealous of my son, I will extort ten taels of silver from your father."
Song Jinxiu wanted to go over to help, but after hearing this, she really didn't want to go forward.
The scumbag father is still a scumbag father. He didn't support his son and beat Song Erlang, extorted ten taels of silver and even told about it. Does he think this is glorious?
Song Jinxiu decided to wait and see.
I don’t know what has stimulated the scumbag dad recently, but he has changed his usual behavior and is speaking up for the brothers and sisters.
And this time, I can still fight for Qiu Sheng.
Thinking about the bad face of her father in the past, Song Jinxiu suspected that this was a trick played by the old Song family.
This depends on their money. Is the scumbag dad using the self-torture tactic?
Thinking of this, Song Jinxiu simply hid in the shadows to watch the fun and see what other explosive news these two people would reveal.
"Uncle San, you are so shameless. You extorted ten taels from my father and then turned around to seduce Widow Sun. You are so happy, right? Do you know how many times Widow Sun has cheated on you?"
"You're talking nonsense. At least she hasn't done anything stupid since she followed me."
"Bah, you're still flattering yourself? I'm afraid you don't even know if she's pregnant with your child or not, right?"
"You, don't talk nonsense."
"I'm not talking nonsense. Yesterday I heard Widow Sun say that the child could be the peddler Li!"
The more Song Jinxiu listened, the more she felt that her scumbag father was green and greedy.
Song Sanzhu was so angry that one Buddha ascended to heaven and two Buddhas left their bodies.
How many fathers did this dear widow Sun find for her son?
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