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

Fang Yanxin was riding her bike when she saw the girl beating the yellow-haired guy unilaterally again.

But this time, there were more thugs, and there seemed to be two helpers nearby.

"Ouch! Ouch! Stop hitting me, I was wrong!"

"It hurts so much, stop hitting me!"

Wen Jing threw the steel pipe away, squatted down and grabbed Huang Ge's hair, "I said yesterday that I would beat you up every time I see you! Don't you remember?"

"Today I will shake up the water in your brain so that you can remember it long ago!" After saying that, he slammed his head hard to the ground.

With a dull thud, Brother Huang's eyes went dark and he felt his head buzzing.

The fear of death enveloped him. He was afraid and struggled desperately, holding his head. "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I won't dare to do it again!"

Fang Yanxin swallowed hard, thinking that this girl was too cruel. If she continued to fight like this, something bad would happen. Just when she was about to speak up to stop her, she heard the big guy next to her say, "Hold your hands back, don't hurt him too badly."

Wen Jing wanted to hit him a few more times, but she stopped and slapped him, "Again? You want to do it again?"

"No, no, no, I don't dare anymore. I really don't dare anymore. I was wrong!"

"Next time I see you and your brother near the school, I will not do it like today. I will leave at least one leg and one arm. Do you understand?"

Huang was so frightened that he burst into tears, "Listen...I understand!"

Wen Jing then let go, stood up, clapped her hands in disgust, turned around and said to Xiong Moli: "Let's go, let's go home."

Xiong Moli was like a wooden man. She nodded blankly and followed them.

Only then did I realize that the heroine who was going viral in school today was Wen Jing.

He no longer chattered along the way, and his eyes were full of admiration.

She had an inexplicable feeling that the woman behind the hero was herself, and she even imagined a martial arts novel in which she was the heroine.

Fang Yanxin stood there holding the car, watching their backs as they left, not knowing what was going on in her mind.

When they arrived at Guangming Garden, Xiong Moli followed them closely, even until they were almost at the door.

Wen Jing was a little confused, "Aren't you going home?"

Xiong Moli finally reacted and her face flushed, "Ah? Oh! I, I, I will go back first."

"Bye-Bye!"

After saying this, he turned around and ran as if there was a ghost chasing him. In two or three steps, he disappeared.

[The little girl is very cute]

Wen Jing touched her face and murmured, "Do I look like a ghost?"

【Not like】

Shitou scratched the back of his head, "Uh... I think, did we act too harshly today and scare her?"

Wen Jing looked solemn, touched her face and nodded, "It should be. I'll talk to her about it tomorrow."

Wen Juan heard someone talking at the door, so she opened it and saw the two of them standing outside chatting. "Why are you standing outside instead of coming in?"

"Ah, nothing. A classmate just came back with us and she just left." Wen Jing didn't intend to talk about what happened in the past two days.

My sister is still in confinement after giving birth, and she can't get too emotional. If she knew about this, she would be extremely anxious.

The three of them entered the house, and Wen Jing took the thermos and poured a glass of water for herself and Shi Tou.

Wenjuan looked at the two of them, frowning slightly. After having a good rest during this period, she had the energy to think about many things.

She knew her sister very well. Wen Jing didn't look at her when she spoke just now, which meant that she was hiding something from her. Besides, Wen Jing had been attending classes at school these days, and her husband's family had not come to visit.

The family that can support her to go to school should like their daughter-in-law more. If this person doesn't come to see her, then there must be something they are hiding from her.

"Jingjing, I want to ask you something."

"What's going on?"

"Where are your husband's family? We have been in the city for a few days, why haven't they come to see you?"

Wen Jing paused while holding the cup, "Uh...they..." The question was asked so suddenly that she didn't know how to make up an excuse.

Wen Juan became more and more certain that her sister was hiding something from her. "What happened to them?"

[If you want to protect the people around you, you can't take on all the responsibilities yourself, because you won't be able to protect them.]

[You should let her know some things, so that if there are any emergencies in the future, your sister can handle it and even be prepared to protect herself.]

[Everything else can be told, but the less people know about my affairs, the better]

Wen Jing thought it over, put the cup on the table, took a deep breath, and looked at her seriously, "Sister, don't get excited about what I'm going to say next."

Wen Juan took a deep breath and said, "You say."

Wen Jing told her everything she could about what happened after her rebirth, including moving her mother's body to another place.

When she finished speaking, Wenjuan's face was covered with tears and she hugged her with heartache.

How could she be so stupid? Her sister suffered so much, but she still enjoyed it with a clear conscience.

What kind of sister is she if she lets her younger sister bear all the hardships?

"It's my sister who is useless. It's my sister who is useless."

Wen Jing suddenly understood why her mother had to say sorry the moment she disappeared.

"Sister, you don't have to blame yourself. It's all in the past. We are living well now, aren't we?"

Wen Juan wiped her face randomly and choked up, "Okay, you can't hide things from me anymore. If there is anything, we will bear it together."

Wen Jing's heart ached. Her sister was just like what Lin Zhen said, she would think about sharing the responsibility with her instead of letting her bear everything alone.

She thought too little of her sister.

He nodded repeatedly, "I will, we will bear it together."

.......

Ever since what happened last night, Xiong Moli looked at Wen Jing with a mysterious look whether she was in class or after class.

He would also ask her some sneaky questions, "Jingjing, which school of thought did you learn from?"

"Jingjing, what does it feel like to fight? Is it exciting?"

"Jingjing, you didn't come to school for the past three months. Were you practicing in the mountains?"

"Jingjing, who among your senior brothers and junior brothers is the most handsome?"

"Just quiet..."

Wen Jing's mind was filled with the word "Jingjing ya" and she couldn't read the book in her hand at all.

Like coaxing a child, "Shh... I can't reveal my master's name. Just know that I'm powerful. Don't tell anyone."

Xiong Moli was like a good baby, she pursed her lips and opened her eyes wide as if to say, I won't tell anyone.

Just when Wen Jing thought everything was calm, just after school at noon, Teacher Yuan came to the classroom door with a serious face and called her name, asking her to go to the office.

Many students in the classroom looked at Wen Jing.

A small number of people were curious, but the majority looked like they were looking forward to a good show. Why not have some fun?

Xiong Moli thought to herself, "Oh no! Could it be that Lao Yuan knows what happened yesterday?" She reached out and pulled Wen Jing, looking worried.

Wen Jing patted her shoulder gently, gave her a reassuring look, and walked towards Teacher Yuan.

Xiong Moli suddenly wasn't so worried anymore. She just thought that a female hero is a female hero. She is so calm.

Teacher Yuan did not take her to the office, but walked towards the principal's office.

Wen Jing was a little confused. Could it be that a group of hooligans had come to the principal to cause trouble?

[You’ve been coming to see the principal quite frequently recently. I can imagine that Principal Yong will jump up and scold you.]

Wen Jing shrugged, "What can I do? I'm not looking for trouble. It's the trouble that comes to me."

[Yes, it is a blessing, not a disaster, but a disaster cannot be avoided]