Chapter 16 Nobody Can Hit You



Chapter 16 Nobody Can Hit You

Zhang Pengfei was oblivious to the malice coming from Xu Jintian, but he was almost stunned by his own uncle!

Since his parents' accident, he has been staying at the hospital and busy seeking help, leaving him no time to take care of his younger sister, Zhang Huahua, so he had to entrust her to his uncle's family.

During this time, he made many phone calls to his uncle, but unfortunately, he didn't get to talk to his sister.

The child is playful and can't be reached by phone during mealtimes. He also goes to bed early at night, so his uncle relays information about his sister's situation, saying that everything is fine and there's no need to worry.

Zhang Pengfei really didn't worry about it too much.

His father only had one younger brother, and the two brothers were six years apart. Their grandparents passed away early, and the eldest brother was like a father to them. His parents took great care of his uncle's family.

In Zhang Pengfei's memory, every time his uncle and aunt quarreled, they would come to his house to complain. At that time, his father would try to persuade his uncle and his mother would try to persuade his aunt. Sometimes they couldn't persuade them all day, so he would go to his classmate's house to squeeze in for the night and leave the bed for his uncle or aunt to sleep in.

Later, when my uncle had a child, his mother took care of the child for others every day. As a result, the child only slept with his mother until the second child in my uncle's family also insisted on sleeping with his mother before leaving.

His parents had actually wanted another child for a long time, but they were worried that his uncle and aunt would be too busy, so they waited until Zhang Pengfei was in his third year of junior high school before they had his current younger sister, Huahua.

Therefore, Zhang Pengfei always felt that he and his uncle were as close as family. Even after his parents had an accident and his uncle and aunt didn't help much, he still regarded his uncle and aunt as relatives and trusted them very much.

However, a phone call abruptly shattered that trust!

This call was from our neighbor, Grandpa Sun.

More than three months later, Zhang Pengfei heard his sister's voice again, but she immediately burst into tears and asked him when she could come back, saying she was very hungry.

Zhang Pengfei's mind went blank for a moment, and his heart felt like it had been hit by a heavy hammer!

Grandpa Sun was afraid the child wouldn't be able to explain clearly, so he told him that if he could come back, he should come back. His aunt always complained that Huahua was being disobedient, and when she got angry, she would punish her by not letting her eat.

But how sensible can a seven-year-old be expected to be? Besides, what his aunt meant by "not sensible" was that Hua Hua hadn't washed the dishes properly, or hadn't washed the clothes clean...

Grandpa Sun couldn't stand it any longer and added his own comment: "Trying to treat a seven-year-old child like an adult? How could a little kid like her clean those blood-stained sheets and blankets?"

The old man paused after speaking, then lowered his voice: "We neighbors can't say much. You know your aunt's temper. Anyway, if you don't want anything to happen to your sister, come back for a visit."

Zhang Pengfei boarded the train home that very night!

I rushed all the way and arrived at my uncle's house at six o'clock in the morning.

People in the countryside usually get up early, and by this time, wisps of smoke are already rising from the chimneys of many homes, including his uncle's.

But when Zhang Peng flew to the kitchen, he was stunned—in the huge kitchen, there was only a small figure squatting there, the firelight blazing and reflecting the child's red face.

She skillfully stuffed a handful of corn stalks into the stove, then poked it a few times with a fire poker. A plume of black smoke billowed out of the stove, making her cough a few times. She fanned away the ashes with her dirty hands and wiped the sweat from her face.

Zhang Pengfei was so heartbroken he couldn't speak!

When my younger sister was born, our family's financial situation improved, and since my parents had her late in life, they truly cherished her like a precious gem.

Before her parents' accident, her younger sister needed her mother to hold, pat, and coax her to sleep every night. Her mother was afraid that even carrying a basket of steamed buns would tire her out, let alone cooking.

This little princess, who was pampered by her parents, had become a cooking expert in just over three months. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Hua Hua," Zhang Pengfei called softly.

Zhang Huahua turned her head, seemingly unable to believe that Zhang Pengfei had arrived. She blinked several times before suddenly throwing herself into his arms, tightly hugging his waist with her little hands, crying and calling out to him, "Brother!"

Zhang Pengfei reached out and touched her fluffy hair, and tears almost welled up in his eyes!

My sister's beautiful long hair has been cut off!

Girls, especially pretty girls, seem to cherish their hair very much.

His sister is a beautiful girl who takes great care of her hair.

Zhang Pengfei and his sister both inherited their parents' good looks. Just the fact that Chen Jingyang, who has seen countless people, could fall for Zhang Pengfei at first sight is enough to imagine how good-looking the two siblings must be!

She started growing her long hair when her younger sister was two or three years old. Her mother would braid it into various little braids every day until the day she took her mother to transfer to a hospital in Beijing. She hadn't cut it since.

My hair was already waist-length then, but when we met again, it had grown into a clump of weeds just emerging from the ground!

"Who cut your hair, and when did they do it?"

The little sister sobbed, raising her head. Her once chubby, pink face was now thin, sunken, and dark, with only a pair of big, watery eyes remaining: "It was cut off a few days after you left. Auntie said it was in the way, so she had the hairdresser cut it off."

Zhang Pengfei felt as if his throat was being squeezed tightly, so tight it was painful. He wiped away his sister's tears with his hand and gently coaxed her, "Don't be afraid, it will grow back later."

The younger sister nodded, scratched her neck, and Zhang Pengfei's breath hitched!

He then noticed that a rusty iron chain had been put around his sister's neck!

These iron chains are usually used by villagers to tether their dogs!

"Who put this on you!"

The chain is locked!

“My second brother gave it to me. He insisted that I be his dog and made me race against others. He even complained that I was too slow and hit me. My hands were all pricked.”

His second brother was the second child in his uncle's family, and he was three years older than his sister.

Zhang Pengfei felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, making him shiver all over. He opened his mouth wide, took a deep breath, looked up at the dark ceiling, and tried his best to hold back his tears.

He can't cry in front of his sister, it will scare her.

Where are your uncle and aunt?

"They're all sleeping. I'll wake them up after I've cooked dinner."

Every naive answer became a knife piercing Zhang Pengfei's heart!

After saying this, my sister suddenly remembered that she was still cooking, so she quickly went to check the stove. The corn stalks burned very quickly, and the fire had already gone out in the time it took to say those few words.

The child was so frightened that he burst into tears. He instinctively tried to help, grabbed a handful of corn stalks and stuffed them into the stove, then lay on the ground, trembling, and blew air into the stove.

"Huahua!" Zhang Pengfei scooped up his little sister and hugged her tightly. "Don't be afraid, your brother is here!"

The younger sister was still trembling, buried her head in his shoulder, and whispered, "If Auntie sees me, she'll hit me, and then I won't be able to eat."

Zhang Pengfei rubbed his face against her hair, his voice ruthless: "No, with your brother here, no one can hit you!"

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