Rebirth of the times, the cute and fierce baby regains his luck

“Since you despise the things of my Bi family, then don’t eat this meat, and I will not participate in hunting in the future.

However, we don’t mind children because they are ignorant, but we will not let it go if adults slander us.

We have already proposed to reopen the case for investigation into my family member Mu Lin's case. The Bi family will definitely clear him of the injustice he suffered before.

Also, Muya is our child. She has parents, grandparents, and a brother. I hope those who say those vicious and sarcastic words will be more careful in their speech. If you go too far, the Bi family will not let the child suffer any injustice.

Mulin, go call your grandparents and pack up your things and go home.

Captain, please take back all the meat. Since others are unwilling to take it, there is no need for our Bi family to rush in."

"I got it, Dad." Bi Mulin was about to leave, but Wang Jianshu pulled him back.

"Why are you going, kid? Don't make trouble." He turned to look at Bi Chengzhi: "Look at you, why are you so angry? How can she alone represent our entire team?"

Others also spoke up quickly: "Yes, Chengzhi, we are not the kind of people who pick up the bowl to eat and put down the bowl to curse, you can't take your anger out on us."

"The Wan family has caught a lot of mermaids, so they have no shortage of meat to eat. But that's not the case for us. We haven't eaten meat in half a year. You can't take the meat back."

Everyone talked one after another, and no matter how angry Bi Chengzhi was, he calmed down a lot.

But the inappropriate voice sounded again: "Why are you so arrogant? He didn't catch the wild boar by himself, so why does he have the final say?

The same goes for fishing in the river. If his kid hadn't stopped us, we would have eaten the meat long ago. You don't blame them, but instead praise them.

This family is always pretending to be good people. If you give them some small favors, you guys will lose your way. Little do you know that this family is full of petty minds.

Yan Zhiqing humbled himself and came to greet them, but the whole family still kept harping on such a small matter. It was really unreasonable. "

Everyone felt that Li Yingju was a little sick, otherwise she wouldn't say such brainless things.

They did talk about Bi Mulin and Bi Muya in private, but they would not say such vicious words, let alone poke holes in front of people.

The child is dead, and you are still talking about trivial matters.

To be honest, it is a bit unreasonable to make such a request.

Although Bi Xiaoyao’s death cannot be entirely blamed on Yan Yuzhi, it is not an exaggeration to say that she was the instigator.

Therefore, it is understandable that the Bi family was angry and cut off contact with Yan Yuzhi, and others really have no reason to blame.

What's more, you are eating someone else's meat now, so no matter whether he is good or bad, you have to say something good about him.

Speaking of this meat, it is really the credit of Bi Chengzhi alone.

It was Bi Chengzhi who found the wild boar's den and gave instructions on setting the trap. It all depended on Bi Chengzhi on how to lure and catch the wild boar.

Those who followed also contributed a little.

The boys who went up the mountain together had already told about this, so Li Yingju must know about it.

Saying such things now is a bit foolish.

"Wan Gui's family, your family doesn't want meat, so you can leave, no one will keep you."

“That’s right, regarding the fishing, it’s true that we didn’t catch much because of the obstruction of the Bi family kid, but we were also thinking about the overall situation. You can’t ruin the entire village for two fish, right?

If that happens, the people from the Right Bank Brigade will probably come and fight us from the Left Bank Brigade."

"Yan Zhiqing himself didn't say anything about the matter between him and the Bi family, but you are so active. Could it be that one of the boys in your family has a crush on Yan Zhiqing?"

"Your child is too vicious. If you hadn't taught him from behind, no one would have believed him. I never realized that Li Yingju had such a vicious mind."

The crowd was talking to each other, and Li Yingju's old face was as ugly as a color palette.

Wan Gui and his son squeezed into the crowd, apologizing repeatedly, saying that Li Yingju had a cold and fever and was not in a clear mind, and asked everyone not to take it to heart.

When everyone saw Wan Zhuzi, the third son of the Wan family, they remembered the incident in which Wan Zhuzi injured Grandma Bi and started to squeeze the Wan family again.

Under Wan Gui's cold gaze, Li Yingju dared not speak again and her face turned blue with anger.

Wan Juanzi, the granddaughter of the Wan family, huddled beside her grandmother and dared not cry anymore.

Afterwards, she was dragged out by her father, Boss Wan, to apologize to Mu Ya and Bi Mulin, and the matter was over.

Bi Chengzhi was not being unreasonable. This time, everyone stood on their side because there was meat on the line. Who knows what will happen in the future.

It is not a good thing to care about everything. It is better to quit when you are ahead and make people remember your kindness.

The pig-slaughtering meal was eaten as usual. The Wan family did not dare to stay any longer and went back in shame.

The threshing ground continued to be bustling with activity, and no one mentioned the recent incident.

Su Yi and her daughter were just cleaning up the meat they were given at home. When they heard the news and rushed over, the matter was already over.

They didn't say anything, they just hugged Tuanzi and stuck close to him.

Tuanzi calmed down after the beating, and after a while, he began to be happy again.

In the evening, he ate a big bowl of brown rice with the pig-slaughtering dish. His stomach was swollen and he groaned in discomfort in Bi Chengzhi's arms.

Bi Chengzhi felt amused and angry at the same time, and rubbed his daughter's belly.

"Don't eat like this anymore. What if your stomach bursts?"

Tuanzi said stubbornly: "No, Muya is great. When Muya grows up, his belly will be bigger and he will be able to eat more."

Bi Chengzhi was so angry that he laughed. This little thing was a little foodie and could think of any excuse to eat.

He tapped his daughter's chubby cheeks and said, "Okay, our Mu Ya is the best, little foodie, let's go home."

"Go home." Tuanzi held his father's hand and skipped along the country path, like a carefree lark.

The three brothers carried things and walked in front, the old people walked behind, and Su Yi walked beside them.

A family, warm and romantic.

That night, everyone in the Left Bank Brigade felt happy. They felt very happy eating meat.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as Wanjia.

The moon was dim and the stars were dim. It started snowing in the middle of the night.

Bi Chengzhi took Bi Muzhou out with a backpack. It was very quiet outside, without even the sound of insects.

Qian Tingyi thought that his grandson might come in the evening, so he didn't sleep. However, it was almost midnight and there was no movement. He guessed that it might not be convenient, so he wanted to go to bed first and find a chance to meet him later.

But the temperature dropped suddenly, I felt cold all over and couldn't sleep at all.

Even though the old guys hugged each other, they couldn't resist the biting cold wind that penetrated into their bones.

The slight crisp sound startled the old man. This was the secret signal agreed upon by him and his grandson.

"No, it's too cold. I have to go out for a run."

The old man stood up and went out. The other old men in the grass nest thought he was a fool, but they ignored him. They huddled together and hugged each other tighter.

The old man came out of the shed and in the dim light, he saw his grandson, who was wrapped tightly in a blanket not far away and waving at him.

For fear of alarming others, he quickly made a gesture to keep quiet and walked over quickly.

The three of them moved away from the shed before speaking in low voices.