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

The reporting incident was over for the time being. Ma Xijuan could not be found, and the people from the family planning office had no evidence to prove that she had been born alive, so they could only leave in frustration.

However, the child will be born one day, and you will be fined for having too many children. These were the words left by the female leader angrily when she left.

When Song Zhigang came home from get off work, the yard was quiet, and the chimney on the roof was not billowing smoke as usual.

"You damn bastard, why don't you start a fire and cook? You can't do this much every day. What's the use of you? You're eating for nothing."

He raised his leg and kicked Song Pan'er in the chest.

Song Pan'er, who was squatting next to the door of the outer room, couldn't dodge and was kicked directly into the stove. She didn't make a sound for a long time.

When she heard that her son had come back from get off work, Mrs. Song seemed to have finally found her backbone. She didn't even bother to put on her shoes and hurriedly came out to greet him.

"Gangzi! You are back. Something big happened to our family. Juanzi was reported. A carload of people came from the city to arrest my grandson."

Mrs. Song held Song Zhigang's hand, tears streaming down her face. While crying, he shouted incoherently.

"What? Juanzi was taken away?"

Not caring about taking care of Song Pan'er, Song Zhigang's eyes stood up, he shook off Mrs. Song's hand and wanted to run out.

"No, I haven't been taken away. Come back quickly. Your aunt just came to tell me that Juanzi was trapped in the pile of rice poles she hid at the street entrance. You should think of a trick quickly. Juanzi is still alive. I’m sleeping in there.”

Song Zhigang stopped when he heard that Ma Xijuan had not been taken away. He opened the door curtain and entered the house. He sat on the edge of the kang and stared at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mrs. Song followed closely and sat down next to Song Zhigang, looking at him intently, waiting for her son to call him.

"Let Juanzi hide inside for now. When it gets dark, I will take her to the station and let her go to her parents' house. She will come back when the child is born. Mom, please give me some money later. Ma Xijuan's mother It’s not easy for the old woman to answer correctly.”

Song Zhigang in the room had already made up his mind.

"Who reported it? How did they know Juanzi was pregnant?"

Song Zhigang suddenly remembered and looked at Mrs. Song and asked.

"I don't know who was so immoral and reported the whole family. It shouldn't be done. None of us told anyone! No one knew that Juanzi was pregnant!"

"Don't let me know, or I'll kill him."

Song Zhigang's tone was ruthless and his face was gloomy.

Song Pan'er, who was sitting in the corner of the outer room, took a long time to catch her breath. MD, this cannon is still so ruthless. I made a mistake. I was too busy watching the excitement and forgot to find an inconspicuous place to hide.

Song Paner slowly stood up. No, we can't let Song Zhigang be so stable. As long as this Pao Beng dies at home, she will be no good.

Ma Xijuan was sent away overnight. When the rooster crowed in the early morning, Song Zhi had just returned. Song Pan'er was in the side room and heard the couple in the upper room cooing for a long time. They went to bed after it was already dawn.

Now that her mother Ma Xijuan is gone, Song Paner's life is still not easy since there is no one in the family who bullies and scolds her.

He still wakes up earlier than a chicken in the morning and goes to bed later than a donkey.

All the household chores are hers. Doing laundry, cooking, cleaning the house, and feeding chickens and donkeys.

In the past, her sister Song Lai'er could share the burden with her, but now that her sister has been sent away, all these chores have fallen on her.

At home, Song Zhigang and his son were like landlords. They didn't even raise a hand. They didn't like anything and just gave her orders directly.

Even so, Song Pan'er would be punished from time to time. Song Pan'er, who has short calves, couldn't hide away even if she wanted to.