Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

In Huaishu Village, after the villagers taught the Wu brothers a lesson, they felt extremely comfortable and even ate an extra bowl for dinner that day.

Mrs. Qian didn't smile at all. When everyone left, she started to lecture Song Pan'er with a cold face.

"You little kid, why are you rushing forward? With grandma here, what can you do?"

"What if those beasts attack you?"

"Why are you so tough?"

……

Mrs. Qian scolded her incessantly and spit.

Song Pan'er pursed her lips and listened with her head drooped.

After scolding for a long time, Mrs. Qian was satisfied with Song Paner's good attitude, nodded her head, and finally said:

"Next time, follow the titties, you hear me?"

Finally hearing the heavenly concluding remarks, Song Pan'er was about to nod in agreement, but suddenly stopped.

She didn't want to accept this sentence.

Song Pan'er raised her head, stared into her eyes, and said seriously: "Nai, I don't want you to face these bad things alone, we can do it together!"

Mrs. Qian opened her mouth, but no words of retort came out, and tears fell unexpectedly.

He didn't care to continue teaching Song Pan'er a lesson, so he covered his eyes in a panic and tried to hide out.

Song Paner did not allow her to escape this time. He stretched out his hand to grab her and continued:

"Nai, you have me now. You can tell me anything. I am not a child. I can hold up the sky and protect you from wind and rain."

"Even if they take action today, I can get beaten, but I will never cower behind you and let you be bullied."

Granny Qian was pulled by Song Pan'er and couldn't hide away. She let her weakness show in front of her granddaughter, with tears streaming down her face.

Song Pan'er was still talking loudly, but she couldn't stand it anymore, so she grabbed Song Pan'er, held her in her arms, and started howling.

Howl about those lonely and helpless days, howl about the grievances that have to be endured, and howl about the loneliness that has nowhere to tell.

She wasn't a fierce wife at the beginning, she used to be a timid and shy little wife.

In the early years of her widowhood, there were many second-rate men who came to her door and hung out outside her walls in the middle of the night. What could she do?

When she went to the river to wash her clothes, those slanderous women poured dirty water on her for no reason and bullied her. Couldn't she be more aggressive? Who can she rely on?

This kind of suffering has forced her step by step into what she is now, a look that even she hates.

"Nai, don't cry, I will be your supporter from now on."

Song Pan'er patted her breasts on the back, coaxing her like a child.

Mrs. Qian howled for a while, then sat upright and said angrily: "You are a wretched child, you just make me cry."

"Hey, this little old lady is so embarrassed!"

Song Paner made trouble, winking and teasing her.

"Okay, the milk is fine. I'm going to wash my face and prepare something delicious for you later."

Seeing her smiling face again, Song Pan'er finally felt relieved.

He rubbed Panpan, who ran back from nowhere, and nodded his nose in disgust.

"You stinky dog, did you go into the mountains again? Why did you come back covered in thorns?"

Panpan's answer was to stick out her tongue and lick the finger on her nose. Song Pan'er quickly caught the tongue with quick eyes and hands, causing Panpan to grumble in protest.

Song Paner laughed for a while, took out Panpan's special large bathtub, and started to help Panpan take a bath.

A few days passed by in a flash, and finally it was the day for the banquet at Man Dong’s house.

On the day of the banquet, Song Paner woke up early because of her breasts and urged her to wash her face and comb her hair.

Mrs. Qian hadn't attended a banquet for a long time. Now that she had just resumed human relations with the villagers, she was still a little excited.

She was not afraid of this excitement, but Song Pan'er would suffer.

Mrs. Qian gave her two towering hairpins and two red flowers. He even put a big red dot on her forehead.

Song Paner looked at the mirror with a horrified look on her face and turned to look at Panpan. Even Panpan couldn't bear to look directly at her and ran away with her head hanging down.

"Milk, I'm not two or three years old, I'm almost ten years old."

After holding her mouth shut, Song Pan'er couldn't hold it back anymore, so she still opened her mouth to protest.

"How beautiful! Don't take it apart. It's time for us to go out. We won't have a seat for a while."

Mrs. Qian ignored Song Paner's protest, pocketed 20 yuan, dragged her out and went out.

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"Oh, how come this little girl is so handsome! What a spirit."

"This kid is amazing, he's so smart! He can do things even better than adults!"

"Auntie, you have a good future!"

Before reaching Man Dong's house, he met the villagers who also came to have a feast. A large group of aunts and wives praised Song Pan'er fiercely.

Mrs. Qian chuckled, found a way to talk, and quickly praised her at every opportunity.

Those with children praise the children, and those without children praise each other's looks, clothes, and abilities. In short, compliments from various angles must keep each other's emotions high.

After being greeted at the door, the grandfather and grandson found an empty seat and sat down, waiting for the banquet to begin and the food to be served.

Song Pan'er hadn't eaten yet, so she looked around curiously. Ten people were sitting at a table, and there were a few empty plates on the table.

At first she didn't know what to do with the empty plates, until Mandong's mother took out the melon seeds and candy cubes and threw them on the table with a clatter.

Not even three seconds after she finished pouring and turned around, everyone on the table was grabbing all the food, and then there were only empty plates left.

The corner of Song Pan'er's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and she stared at Man Dong's mother walking to her table.

I saw that all the people at the table stopped chatting, put their hands in position, and were ready to go.

Song Paner became nervous along with them.

'Crash'

Peanuts and melon seed candies were splashing everywhere, and everyone was stuffing them into their pockets one after another.

Mrs. Qian took the opportunity to pick up a piece of gummy that someone else had dropped on the table, handed it to Song Pan'er, and smiled sheepishly.

She was afraid that her granddaughter would despise her for being useless and unable to win over others.

Song Pan'er didn't know that her inner drama was so rich. After taking the candy, her eyes continued to follow Man Dong's mother, watching the battle for candy at each table.