My whole family abuses me? Then I will abuse the whole family!

"Jingjing, if you want to practice calligraphy, use this pen. It's very useful." Xiong Moli held a black pen in her hand and handed it to Wen Jing.

Wen Jing did not refuse. She took it and wrote a word on the spot. Her strokes were smooth and it was easy to bring out the tip of the pen.

I felt so happy, "Thank you, it's very useful."

Xu Ye stopped arguing with Xiong Moli, but started to compare with her. He took out a piece of simple white jade with his left hand and said, "Sister, this jade is for you. Sell it and buy a good calligraphy copybook to practice."

In his right hand, he spread out several exquisite and small kingfisher-inlaid jewelry. "And these antique jewelry, if you sell them, you will definitely get a lot of money."

Xiong Moli rolled her eyes and muttered, "It's not a big deal to be rich."

Wen Jing was startled, looked around, and found that no other students noticed them. She quickly pushed the things in his hand back and whispered, "These things are heirlooms from your family, so don't be so proud of them."

Seeing that she refused to accept it, Xu Ye took out a bulging brown paper bag from his bag and gave it to her, saying sincerely, "Well... you should like this one."

Wen Jing took it with some doubts, opened it and saw two thick stacks of money inside. She was so scared that she snapped the opening shut and asked with wide eyes, "Where did it come from?"

Xu Ye took out a silver bracelet and a pair of gold earrings and handed them to her with a smile on his face.

When Wen Jing saw these two pieces of jewelry, she didn't even need to ask who they belonged to.

"How did you get it?"

Xu Ye bared his teeth, "Of course I have a way." Then he waved out the window, "Thank you."

Xiong Moli looked over in confusion, but saw nothing. "You're sick again? Who are you saying thank you to?"

Wen Jing knew what he was talking about.

Although there is a female ghost on my back, I still feel a little nervous about other unfamiliar ghosts.

'Lin Zhen, can you see?'

[This guy is just scaring you. There is nothing there. Ghosts cannot take things unless they have a bond or a medium to possess a living person, like the two of us. Other ghosts have no bonds and it is difficult for them to possess a living person to control them. Even if they do, they will just have nightmares or sleep paralysis, which will not affect anything.]

Xu Ye laughed out loud, "Look how nervous you are. I was just trying to scare you."

Wen Jing asked, "How did you get these things? I didn't see you go out."

Xu Ye smiled in a way that made him want a beating. "Shh, it's a secret."

Seeing that he was unwilling to say anything, Wen Jing just frowned and didn't ask any more questions.

These days, who doesn't have a secret?

......

In Monday's physical education class, the teacher still asked everyone to warm up for ten minutes before free activities.

Wen Jing took a book and ran to the table tennis court to sit and read.

I stayed far away from the big playground in the middle, for fear of being hit by the football again.

Xiong Moli couldn't sit still, so she took her badminton racket and looked for other girls to play with.

Xu Ye was not familiar with those students, but he just took a book and read it with Wen Jing, and taught her some knowledge points when he had time.

Fang Yanxin didn't want to play football today. Seeing Wen Jing sitting there, holding a blue jar of cookies in her hand, she ran over with a serious look on her face and deliberately sat between the two of them.

Some students noticed their side and started a discussion, with the fire of gossip burning fiercely.

Xu Ye's face darkened instantly, and he immediately reached out to push him, "Get out! Who told you to sit here?"

But he is a weakling and doesn't have much strength. Fang Yanxin loves sports, has a solid body of tendons, and is stronger than him.

Fang Yanxin's butt was like it was stuck with glue, not moving at all. He looked at Wen Jing and asked, "Did you receive their money?"

Wen Jing was a little confused as to why he suddenly asked this question, "Uh... got it."

"Who gave it to you?"

Wen Jing looked at Xu Ye and said nothing.

Fang Yanxin turned around and looked at Xu Ye coldly, "You are so good at stealing chickens and dogs that you even dare to steal from the post office."

Xu Ye's eyes flashed with displeasure, and he cursed Fang Yanxin in his heart for being mean, with an expression that said, "So what if I did it?" "That's also my ability."

Wen Jing looked serious and reached out to tap him with a pen, "Don't do this kind of thing in the future. It's very immoral."

Xu Ye smiled as if he was very happy, "Okay, got it." He sneered at Fang Yanxin again, and his expression made it clear that he would dare to do it again next time.

Fang Yanxin rolled her eyes and ignored him, handing over the biscuit in her hand. "This biscuit is delicious. It's imported from abroad. Try it."

Wen Jing did not refuse and took a piece to eat. It was crispy and sweet in the mouth, which made her squint her eyes, "It's delicious."

Xu Ye was not polite and reached out to take it. Fang Yanxin held the box high and said, "Eat whatever you want. If you want to eat, buy it yourself."

Xu Ye immediately put on a pitiful look and said, "Sister... I want to eat too..."

Fang Yanxin was disgusted and said bluntly: "I feel sick when I see your ghostly look in my eyes."

Xu Ye still maintained his pitiful look, "Sister... look at him, he even scolded me..."

Fang Yanxin retorted again, saying that Xu Ye called her sister first and sister later and asked her to make the decision.

Like two little kids.

Wen Jing couldn't concentrate on her book because of the noise. "Shut up! How old are you two? Are you childish?"

The two of them stopped talking, rolled their eyes at each other, and ignored each other.

Lin Zhen complained, [Fang is five years old, Xu is three years old]

.......

Fang Yanxin returned home and found a pair of shiny leather shoes at the door. Her smiling face was instantly covered with frost.

He kicked the pair of leather shoes out the door and they flew far away.

Fang Hanchuan was standing by the entrance looking at Fang Yanxin's trophy and certificate.

He watched helplessly as his leather shoes were kicked away by his resentful son, and he was so angry that he could not contain himself.

"What's wrong with you?!"

Fang Yanxin didn't care about his anger, "I'm just sick."

Fang Hanchuan knew very well that no matter how angry he was, his resentful son would always find a reason to fight back, which made him so angry that he wanted to kill this beast.

The anger shifted to Yan Qingqing, "Is this the good son you taught? What's his attitude?"

Yan Qingqing's head is bigger than the other two. Every time the father and son meet, they get angry.

She hurried to smooth things over, "Yan Xin, don't be so aggressive. Your dad has finally come back. Can you please stop making a fuss?"

Fang Yanxin sneered. Fang Hanchuan would never come to visit him for no reason. He wanted to see what Fang Hanchuan wanted to do after returning.

He walked past them and went to the sofa, where he was slumped, looking completely utterly disfigured.

Fang Hanchuan looked at him with disdain, "I heard that you are very close to Wen Jing from your school, what's going on?"

Fang Yanxin shook her legs. "Just as you thought, I like her."

Fang Hanchuan's anger immediately flared up, "I remember you checked her out before. You knew she was a widow, but you still licked her?"

"I'm just imitating you, aren't I? You are allowed to hook up with married women, but I'm not allowed to like widows? I'm a bit more noble than you. At least she's single for me to pursue."

"Snapped!"

Fang Hanchuan was so angry that he slapped him in the face, his eyes gleaming coldly, "You have the guts to say that again?!"

Fang Yanxin tilted her head back slightly, poked her cheek with her tongue, "I think I hit your sore spot. You still care about your identity as a mistress."