The cannon fodder of Quick Travel got what he wanted

Wen Qiaoyin picked up a small stone, took aim, and threw it.

"Du——"

The bull's eye was hit, "Ah——" Wen Jidong's smiling face could no longer smile, he cried out, covered his forehead and squatted on the ground, shouting delicately "It hurts——It hurts——"

Wen Jidong suddenly made a noise, which startled the older child who was picking fruits on the tree and almost made him fall off the tree.

The children looked at Wen Jidong, and in the blink of an eye, blood oozed out from the cracks in his hands. "Wow, I'm bleeding, am I going to die?"

Upon seeing this, Wen Qiao Yin retreated immediately.

The force was controlled very well, and a cut appeared on Wen Jidong's forehead, which was a circle bigger than hers.

Go back, lie down, close your eyes and go to sleep.

When I opened my eyes, I heard a quarrel outside the door.

Liu Xiaolian saw Wen Jidong, with tearful eyes, at the door of her house, arguing fiercely with her mother.

"Mom, what happened?" Wenqiao Yin Liuruo came out at the right time with a weak look.

"Aqiao, how do you feel today? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?" When Zhang Chengxiu saw her come out, he didn't argue with Liu Xiaolian anymore and quickly got her a small stool to sit on.

Looking at his well-behaved daughter, Zhang Chengxiu felt so soft in his heart. He touched her dry and frizzy hair, and the determination in his eyes surged up again.

When Liu Xiaolian saw Wen Qiaoyin, her heart skipped a beat. Didn’t her son say that he was beaten by Wen Qiaoyin?

"Her father, come quickly, your wife is going to be bullied to death!" Zhang Chengxiu glared at Liu Xiaolian fiercely. If he didn't give her an explanation, this matter would never end!

Wen Xuhai walked quickly to his wife's side, staring at Liu Xiaolian with an oppressive look.

Zhang Chengxiu did not distort the facts and stated that Liu Xiaolian was making unreasonable demands and falsely accusing her daughter of beating Wen Xudong.

"Liu Xiaolian, you really slander my daughter as soon as you open your mouth. Wen Jidong went out to play with other children. We will know who is lying after questioning him." Wen Xuhai couldn't imagine that if he hadn't come back, his daughter would have been bullied to death by the second wife.

Liu Xiaolian: Who is bullying whom?

Before she could even show her strength, she was suppressed by Zhang Chengxiu.

Mrs. Wen hurried over and heard the villagers say that Liu Xiaolian took her grandson to the third daughter-in-law's house in a threatening manner.

She was worried that something might have happened to her grandson, and as soon as she arrived, she heard her third son say these words.

Granny Wen frowned and said disapprovingly, "Ah Hai, why can't you solve the problem yourself? Why do you have to make a fuss about it outside and make a fool of yourself?"

"Mom, I'm not happy with what you said. Ask my second sister-in-law what she did. Wen Jidong was hit on the forehead by someone, but she insisted on slandering that it was my daughter who hit her. Look, I've only raised my daughter for three days. How could she do such a thing?" Once it came to his wife and daughter, Wen Xuhai was particularly cold and ruthless, with gloomy eyes.

Mrs. Wen tilted her head to look at the girl. She looked pale, weak and limp.

"My daughter didn't go out today. What's the matter? Can she fly over and cause trouble for Wen Jidong?" Wen Xuhai stared at Wen Jidong with hatred.

Wen Jidong was so frightened that he couldn't stand it anymore and burst into tears. With the serious atmosphere and the murderous look of his uncle, how could he dare to lie? "Mom, let's go back. I want to go back to eat."

Wen Jidong could still hold it in, but if his third uncle really went to find Wen Jiashan and the others, he would be in trouble.

Granny Wen wanted to excuse herself, but Wen Xuhai didn't want to listen: "Second sister-in-law, you can find out what happened if you ask. I also want to ask the villagers if everyone likes to slander and wrongly accuse others."

When Liu Xiaolian heard this, she quickly retorted: "No!"

How could she not know her son? As soon as Wen Jidong said something else, she knew he must be lying.

"His third uncle, why don't we just forget about it and consider it my apology to you." If Wen Xuhai were to go out and tell everyone about it, he would probably lose his reputation.

Liu Xiaolian was in a depressed mood and wanted to slap Wen Jidong. Damn it, he actually lied to her and caused her misunderstanding.

Mrs. Wen also advised: "Ah Hai, we are all family, just forget it."

"Forget it? Ha, Wen Jidong beat my daughter and you asked me to let it go. My second sister-in-law slandered my daughter and you asked me to let it go? Mother, let me tell you, it's not that easy. I listened to you in the past and didn't care too much, but what did I get in the end?" Wen Xuhai looked at Mrs. Wen with a cold expression.

Mrs. Wen was shocked all over. She had never seen Ah Hai treat her like this before. He was always smiling.

She felt inexplicably panicked for a moment. When Mrs. Wen saw the seriousness in her third son's eyes, she knew that if she didn't resolve the matter, she would lose this son.

"Grandma, Third Aunt, I really didn't hit my cousin Ji Dong..." The one who was sitting and telling lies, and telling lies in a weak voice, was Wen Qiao Yin.

The voice was so small and thin that it broke the heart of Wen Xuhai, an old father.

Mrs. Wen and Liu Xiaolian had long believed that Wen Qiaoyin was not the one who did it, and they tried to exonerate themselves but failed.

"Wen Jidong, you'd better tell the truth, otherwise, I'll drag you out and break your legs." Wen Xuhai clenched his fists, and the low pressure all over his body scared Wen Jidong so much that he peed his pants, crying while peeing, "No, no, my cousin didn't hit me, and I don't know who did it... Woohoo, don't break my legs..."

Wen Qiaoyin looked at Wen Jidong's useless appearance and felt very disgusted.

Wen Xuhai followed Mrs. Wen and the other two back to the old house to demand compensation. If they didn't, he would make a big fuss.

The old house became lively. The second house paid twenty cents as compensation, and Wen Xuhai even brought back an old hen without hesitation.

Mrs. Wen did not dare to stop her, for she was really afraid that her son would become alienated from her.

After scolding the Second House's family and causing her a series of losses, Wen Jidong lost the favor of Mrs. Wen.

After eating the chicken soup made from the old hen, Wen Qiao Yin really got better on the fifth day.

Wen Xuhai saw that his daughter recovered so quickly and said, "If I had caught the old hen earlier and made soup with it, my daughter might have recovered even faster."

Wen Qiaoyin was touched on the head by her father and couldn't help rolling her eyes, "Dad, stop pulling my hair. I don't have much hair to begin with. If you pull it all off, I'll be bald."

“How about dad shave your hair? Your hair doesn’t look good now, and it doesn’t feel good. It’s frizzy and yellow. Shave it off and let it grow again.” Wen Xuhai touched his chin and considered the possibility of shaving his hair.

Wen Qiaoyin shook his head frantically, "Dad, it's summer now. How can I go out and play without hair? I will definitely be laughed at. If I have to shave, it's better to shave in winter. I can stay at home and don't have to go out to see people."

Wen Xuhai nodded, "That's fine, we can pick them in winter."

Zhang Chengxiu was a little unhappy. It would be so ugly if his daughter shaved her hair.

But if my daughter doesn't shave her hair, it won't look good.

Wen Qiaoyin pinched her hair, which felt like straw, not smooth at all.

She was thinking about finding a job for her father, one that was respectable and profitable.

Hey, why not let Xiaojiu open a store and make up a story about a savior, so that her father can work and earn money.