Others are fleeing famine, but I am a salted fish

It can be seen how hard Dabao hit the opponent.

The most terrifying thing is that he has no idea that what he did is wrong. Instead, he is still cursing his grandfather in dirty words, saying that he is not going to die at such an old age and is still acting as a watchdog, and he doesn't think it's unlucky.

When Lin Zhaodi, Lin Xiaoyue, Xiaosi and Xiaowu arrived at the front door, they saw the concubine Wanwan pretending to persuade him but she was furious and swearing at Grandpa. She even tried to persuade Dabao in a nonchalant way while he was lying on the ground groaning in pain and being kicked and kicked by Grandpa.

"Hey, Dabao, I told you to stop hitting him and calm down. The old man didn't mean to block the door and prevent us from entering. What if we end up hurting him?"

Before Wanwan could finish her fake words of persuasion, she was rushed over. Lin Zhaodi, with a livid face, slapped her seven or eight times in a row.

By the time Wanwan realized what was happening, she was already feeling a burning pain on her cheeks.

Lin Xiaoyue, Xiaosi and Xiaowu hurriedly helped up the grandfather who was lying on the ground groaning in pain, and asked about his health in a worried tone.

Although Grandpa said that everything was fine, Lin Xiaoyue was still worried. Fortunately, Chun Xing and Uncle Baotian received the news from Aunt Baotian and rushed over immediately. They took the person in, brought him into the house, and checked the situation carefully.

On the other side, Dabao saw his stepmother being slapped several times by his aunt. He was so angry that he raised his fist and rushed over to hit Lin Zhaodi, yelling.

Lin Zhaodi was so busy slapping the shameless concubine that she was not paying attention and was kicked several times by Dabao.

Even though he was just a little kid, he was quite strong. He wasn't injured, but he still felt some pain.

Before Lin Zhaodi could react, Dabao was kicked out by Lin Xiaoyue and fell directly on the small slope opposite the gate.

The atmosphere froze for a moment, and then there was a pause of about five or six breaths. Then, an unprecedented loud wailing sound erupted, mixed with obscene words such as greetings to the ancestors of the Lin family and countless internal organs.

Even Wanwan, the concubine who was slapped by Lin Zhaodi, could not help but show anxiety. She did not care about fighting with Lin Zhaodi. She took advantage of the moment when Lin Zhaodi paused, pushed her away, ran over, picked up Dabao who was lying on the ground and coughing, and asked with concern, "Son, how are you? These people are so cruel. How could they hit you? You are their nephew."

She cried and hugged Dabao tightly, burying her head in her turbulent position. Lin Xiaoyue felt it was difficult to breathe for him.

"Wow wow wow, mom, it hurts, it hurts, that bitch hit me, beat her to death for me, beat her to death."

"My son, please don't cry. Tell me where it hurts. Please stop crying. I am heartbroken. They are so mean, so heartless and cruel. How could they hurt you like this? You are their eldest sister's only child."

"Mom, I don't care. Beat these bitches to death for me. They actually dared to hit me. Beat them to death and make them pay for it. Make them pay for it."

"Okay, okay, son, as long as you don't feel any pain, I'll do anything for you. Don't cry, I feel so bad."

This fake mother and son acted out an act of deep mother-son love at the gate of Lin's farm. One was crying and the other was singing along. They were quite into the role.

"Have you had enough of acting? If you want to cry your heart out, go somewhere far away and don't wail in front of someone else's house." Lin Xiaoyue was extremely impatient with their acting, which was like that of a real mother and son. It was so heartbreaking that she interrupted them directly.

It was a pity that the eldest sister was pregnant for ten months and almost lost her life before giving birth to him. Now it is easy for her to call others "mother". It must be said that the inferior genes of the Chen family are really strong.

Lin Zhaodi really no longer had any expectations for this nephew. In front of them, he could still act out the deep mother-son love with this concubine who was not worthy of being on stage. He didn't even remember his own mother at all. He was simply unworthy of being a son and extremely cold-blooded.

Fortunately, my eldest sister didn’t come out to save her from being heartbroken by seeing his beastly appearance.

Pooh.

"Why, the Chen family can't afford to support you now? Or did you see that your father, a student, was killed in the lottery and his future was ruined, so you came to our doorstep to beg for food?

Isn't it just relying on that little bit of blood relationship? What a pity, it's so thin. Don't forget, your last name is Chen, not Lin. How did you treat your eldest sister in the beginning?

Not to mention how much respect you, as a son, had for your biological mother when you were in Chenjia Village, even when you left Chenjia Village, have you ever thought about why your mother didn't follow you?

Or, you actually witnessed your mother being buried alive under the rubble, and you still followed your beastly father to abandon your mother, ignoring her cries of pain, running away without any guilt, and completely ignoring your mother's cries of pleas?"

Lin Zhaodi did not even bother to reveal how she knew that the Chen family had abandoned her eldest sister under the rubble and cruelly watched her die without rescuing her. She simply spoke harshly on Dabao's head, scolding him until he turned pale. It was like a slap in the face, making him look miserable.

After all, he was just a three-year-old child. When his secret corners were exposed, he wanted to refute with trembling lips, but he didn't know where to start.

"No, no, my elder sister was separated by the refugees on the road. She was not buried under the rubble as you said." Wanwan hugged the dazed and distraught Dabao and cried bitterly, looking extremely sad.

Lin Xiaoyue's dark eyes were cold and scary. "Don't show off your deep love for your mother and son. You might as well ask your cheap son whether what we said is true or not. Also, we even made your useless father obedient. Why do you think you can take advantage of us? Do you rely on the fact that you watched your mother being buried under the rubble and did not save her?"

"No...no..." Dabao seemed unable to bear Lin Xiaoyue's aggressive questioning. He shook his head desperately and covered his ears to avoid her sharp words. "I didn't. I'm just a child. How could I save her? It's her bad luck that she didn't escape. What does it have to do with me? I'm just a child."

Dabao's face was as pale as paper, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he shouted at the top of his voice to defend himself.

Everyone present was stunned for a moment by his words. It turned out that, just as the two girls from the Lin family said, they really ignored the life and death of the eldest girl and ran away alone...

Is that human being?

Is he still your biological son?

So cold-blooded and heartless.

Although he was only three years old, the one buried under the rubble was his own mother who had been pregnant with him for ten months and had struggled back from the gates of hell to give birth to him.

How cold-blooded must one be to watch one's own mother's cries for help fall on deaf ears? Such indifference is truly chilling.

The atmosphere was terribly tense.