Chapter 7 Weakness Can Be Bullied

"Let her go, Aihua, you are carrying Xiao Nan." When Tang Laifu spoke, Xu Jinfeng kept silent and continued to wash the fat intestines.

"I carry the little girl."

The second child, Tang Aiguo, carried Tang Xiaonan on his back, and the three brothers simply went out together, heading for the Huo family.

The Huo family lived in a dilapidated house near the foot of the mountain. There were no other residents around. It used to be lived in by a lonely old man in the village. After the old man died, the house was empty and became the residence of Huo Jin's wife.

Huo's mother, Su Wanrou, cleaned her son's wounds with tears in her eyes. The hardships of life did not detract from her beauty. Even ordinary clothes could not cover up her beauty, but this was also her biggest disaster. Su Wanrou.

If it wasn't for Huo Jinzhi's viciousness and ability to fight, Su Wanrou's innocence would have been lost.

"It doesn't hurt."

Half of Huo Jinzhi's face was swollen, but he was still indifferent, as if the earth could not move him.

The other half of the intact face was unbelievably handsome, but it was also chilling. Huo Jinzhi, who was only twelve years old, had eyes so fierce that even adults were afraid. This was why Tang Laifu didn't like this child.

The hostility is too heavy, heavier than his pig slaughter.

Su Wanrou's tears flowed even more fiercely. She choked and said, "In the future, you should stay away from that fat girl from the Tang family. If we can't afford it, we can always hide, because that girl, you have been beaten many times."

When talking about the fat girl, Su Wanrou gritted her teeth and looked resentful.

The fat girl of the Tang family is made of pink and jade, and her appearance is really pleasing, but her arrogant temperament is really annoying, and it is useless for her son to avoid it. Right or wrong, Li Jinzhi was beaten by the three overlords of the Tang family.

She was beaten with scars every time, and it hurt her heart, but she was too useless to help her, so she could only watch her son being bullied.

Su Wanrou's heart hurts, she hates the arrogance of the Tang family, and she also hates the Tang family's treachery. Her husband paid 500 yuan back then, and he asked Mr. Tang to take care of their mother, but now it is the Tang family who bullies Jinzhi the most.

That five hundred dollars is for the dog.

She also blamed herself for being incompetent and cowardly. Not only was she unable to protect her son, but she also caused Huo Jinzhi a lot of trouble. She was really a useless mother.

The emotional Su Wanrou touched the wound, Huo Jinzhi took a breath, and quickly calmed down again.

"I'm so useless, sincere, it's all me who has troubled you."

Su Wanrou's self-blame reached its peak, what use is there for her, she can't even handle the trivial matter of wounds, and the work points she earns are not as good as the twelve-year-old Huo Jinzhi.

She is a burden to her son!

Maybe she died and her son's life would be better.

But... her husband agreed with her that she must live strong, and he will definitely come to pick up their mother.

Su Wanrou believes that her husband will not break the contract, but when will he come?

She really... can't stand it anymore.

The collapsed Su Wanrou covered her face and cried bitterly. The more she cried, the more sad she became. Huo Jinzhi closed her eyes to cover her impatience.

If Su Wanrou was not his biological mother, he would definitely throw the crying woman on the mountain to feed the wolves.

But he couldn't kill his mother.

That is outrageous.

And he promised his father that he would protect his mother until his father came to pick them up.

But my father has been gone for four years, there is no news, and I don't know if he is alive or dead.

Huo Jinzhi's heart did not fluctuate, and he was about to pour the water in the basin. His ears suddenly shook a few times, his eyes became ruthless, he rushed to the door like a wild wolf, and grabbed the hatchet placed at the door.

But soon he relaxed and put down the hatchet, Su Wanrou was still crying on the table without knowing it.