Chapter 338 Brothers

Song Zhijie had no sense of morality at all. He kept lying on the ground holding his stomach and refused to get up. Many people who slid over to him were afraid of being scammed and avoided him.

People often fall down on the ice rink, but no one has stayed lying there for as long as he did.

An enthusiastic crowd came over and asked, "What's wrong with this young man? Is he feeling unwell? Do you need help?"

Xia Zhizhi was a well-mannered person. Everyone was out here to have fun, so how could she take up other people's time for fun? She waved her hands and refused: "It's okay, it's okay. He's arguing with me and is lying on the ground throwing a tantrum. Let him lie there for a while. He'll be fine when he figures it out."

"Okay then." Seeing her refusal, the enthusiastic crowd did not insist.

Xia Zhizhi walked over and nudged Song Zhijie with her foot: "That's almost enough, hurry up and get up."

After taking a break for such a long time, Song Zhijie finally recovered a little. Afraid that Xia Zhizhi would kick him, he held his stomach and climbed up with all his strength.

Seeing Song Zhijie with a bruised face and nose, hunched over and holding his stomach, he looked like a complete mess. Xia Zhizhi felt that she had suffered a great loss after bringing him out. The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she felt.

After playing for a while, Xia Zhizhi had had enough, so she said calmly, "Forget it, I don't want to play anymore, let's go home."

After Xia Zhizhi left the park, she strolled towards Gongzhan Hutong, and Song Zhijie followed her, holding his stomach.

She disliked Song Zhijie's image and slapped him in the face, saying, "Why are you following me? Get lost!"

Song Zhijie covered his face with his hands in grievance. If Xia Zhizhi hadn't told him to go back, he wouldn't have dared to run back home on his own initiative? !

He stared at Xia Zhizhi with tears in his eyes, trying to awaken her few remaining consciences.

If he was better looking, maybe Xia Zhizhi would soften her heart, but now he was bruised and swollen, so ugly that it was unbearable to look at him any longer. Xia Zhizhi would not feel sorry for him at all and would just continue to scold him and tell him to get out.

After sending Song Zhijie away, Xia Zhizhi walked home leisurely.

When she got home, the house was bustling with activity. Everyone who was supposed to get off work had already gotten off work. In addition, there were also the four members of the Song family who came to complain and her blood brothers, Xia Zhuoran and Xia Zhuoyue, whom she met for the first time.

The living room was packed.

As soon as Xia Zhizhi opened the door, everyone turned to look at her.

Zeng Zelan was staring at the Song family with a frown on her face. When she saw Xia Zhizhi coming back, she was afraid that if she was a second late, the Song family would bully her precious grandson, so she waved at her: "Zhizhi, come here, grandma."

Xia Zhizhi had been playing outside for most of the day. Although she was not cold, her nose and face were still frozen red. She was old and had no shame at all. In front of so many people, she threw herself into Zeng Zelan's arms.

Then, before anyone could ask her where she had been today, she complained, "Grandma, I'm so hungry. Song Zhijie took me out to play today. We took a walk in Beihai Park. I'm tired, hungry, and thirsty!"

After that, Xia Zhizhi rested her head on Zeng Zelan's shoulder and pouted, "I'm so hungry that I feel dizzy and can't play anymore, so I'm coming back now."

The old lady of the Song family asked, "Where is our Zhijie? What did you do to him?"

Xia Zhizhi blinked her big dark eyes and looked over with a puzzled look on her face: "What is the matter with Mrs. Song? He is just a boy, what can I do to him? He has gone home!"

Seeing her innocent look, Old Lady Song pointed at the faces of her family members and asked her, "Don't you remember what this is?"

Xia Zhizhi asked tentatively: "Is it your old face?"

Seeing how arrogant she was when she beat someone up yesterday, the Song family never expected that she would turn around and deny what she had done.

Old Lady Song raised her voice and said, "This is what you did to my family yesterday when you came to my house. The wounds are still here. This is evidence. Why don't you admit it today?"

Xia Zhizhi was very surprised and said, "Grandma Song, are you having a fever? What nonsense are you talking about? Look at my small arms and legs, how much strength can I have? Even if you didn't resist at all, I couldn't beat you like this with all my strength, right?"

Pan Wenjun held Xia Zhizhi's hand and patted her gently, comforting her: "Zhizhi, don't worry about them. This family is now crazy and powerful. I don't know what they are thinking. Even if they want to frame you, they have to find a more suitable excuse. They think that other people are fools and let them slander us without any reason."

Ma Chun, the daughter-in-law of the Song family, screamed, "We are still injured on our faces. Could it be that you are doing such a heavy hand to yourself just to slander your Xia Zhizhi?"

Today is the day for family reunion. Pan Wenjun doesn't want to waste time talking to them. She is also too lazy to find out why the Song family would do such a thing that would harm others and themselves. After all, normal people cannot empathize with mental patients.

Pan Wenjun came and called the police to escort the Song family members out.

The old Song family was naturally unhappy and kept protesting their injustice. The two women of the Song family described Xia Zhizhi's evil deeds again with tears in their eyes.

He even swore, "I promise that I have never told a lie. If I tell a lie, I will die!"

Pan Wenjun simply didn't think her delicate daughter could beat someone up like that. She didn't want to say more: "If it doesn't work, just report it to the police. I don't want to get involved with your family any more."

Xia Zhizhi was still fanning the flames with her innocent look: "Zhizhi thought that our Xia family is the one that values ​​commitment the most. Since we have agreed to this marriage, we will all be relatives in the future, so we should get along well. Yesterday I just wanted to cultivate our relationship with them, but I knocked on the door for a long time outside and couldn't even get into the yard. I was hungry and stood in the cold wind all night for nothing."

Xia Zhizhi was moved when she spoke, and she felt sorry for herself, so she whimpered a few times: "Even if they are dissatisfied with me, they should calm down by now. Why do they still say this to me?"

Xia Zhizhi's third brother, Xia Zhuoyue, whom she met for the first time, was a rather impulsive and vengeful person. When he saw his sister, whom he had finally found, being bullied like this, he immediately became furious.

Xia Zhuoyue looks like his mother, with thick black eyebrows, which are now tightly wrinkled together and his eyes are wide open, like an angry little leopard.

He clenched his fists and said indignantly, "My sister doesn't owe you anything. She came to visit us out of kindness, so you should have been ungrateful, but you actually made up such a ridiculous story to accuse her!"

Xia Zhuoyue became more and more angry as he spoke, and rolled up his sleeves to reveal his arms with clearly defined muscles.

He first touched Xia Zhizhi's head lovingly, then walked towards the Song family members who were still shouting at the door: "Zhizhi, don't be afraid, Third Brother will help you vent your anger. Didn't they say that our Xia family beat them? We can't let them say that for no reason. I will let them taste how hard our Xia family's fists are!"