Quick Wear: The host is addicted to abusing scum and is cruel and brutal

The woman in front of him had a mean look on her face. Although she gave a so-called kind smile, it was obvious at first glance that she was not someone who was easy to get along with.

Fu Qi naturally didn't care what she did. He just handed over the money and the person.

After receiving the silver, she gave Xiaobao a mocking smile, "You don't dislike me as your mother, so I'll give you a new one. She will be your mother from now on."

When Xiaobao heard Fu Qi's words, he turned pale with fear and burst into tears, "I don't want it. I want to go home and find my dad."

The woman didn't care what Xiaobao said, and pulled him in directly. Then she said to Fu Qi, "Then I won't keep you for dinner. I'll take him in, and I'll definitely take care of him like my own son in the future."

After saying that, he closed the wooden door without waiting for Fu Qi's response, fearing that Fu Qi really wanted to stay for dinner.

Seeing that Xiaobao was still distressed, she was very dissatisfied and slapped him on the back, "This is your home from now on, so if you know what's best for you, be obedient, or you'll suffer the consequences."

He is not your biological son, so why should you love him?

Moreover, the fortune teller never said that the child should be treated as the ancestor. Anyway, once the child is born, the child will return to where he came from, otherwise the family’s food supply will be wasted.

The man saw that Xiaobao was still crying and lost his patience in coaxing him. He slapped him on the butt to make him stop.

The couple were not good people to begin with, and they were lazy. They pushed all the housework onto Xiaobao and beat and scolded him whenever they were not satisfied.

Xiaobao then truly experienced what it felt like to live under the control of a vicious stepmother. But it was no use regretting it, he could only keep working, and no one would pity him.

Zhao Minglin hated Fu Qi for selling Xiaobao to another family as a child.

That was his own son, how could he give him to someone else to abuse?

But as soon as a look of resentment appeared on his face, he was beaten by Fu Qi. How could he dare to show any dissatisfaction?

And after he was beaten, he was forced to go out and tell the people in the village that Xiaobao was sent to be a companion to the young master of a wealthy family.

We must maintain Fu Qi’s reputation as a kind stepmother.

As for Erbao, when he knew what happened to Dabao and Xiaobao, he lived in fear every day, fearing that his stepmother would be dissatisfied and sell him one day.

He had heard that sold children could be beaten and scolded at will, and they were not allowed to escape. If they were discovered while trying to escape, they might be beaten to death.

Now that there are two fewer people, he has to do even more work every day and it is simply unbearable.

Erbao was a thoughtful person to begin with, and he was fed up with living in fear.

So late at night, he secretly came to Zhao Minglin's bedside to discuss how to deal with Fu Qi.

At first Zhao Minglin was still hesitant, but when he heard Erbao's idea, his eyes suddenly lit up and he agreed.

Fu Qi's five senses were very good, and she could hear everything they were talking about in secret clearly.

Fu Qi sneered, they were just two clowns.

The next day, Zhao Minglin and his son worked very hard, as if to please Fu Qi, and changed their previous reluctance.

At noon, the two of them quickly prepared the meal and were very attentive to Fu Qi. They served the soup and rice, and let Fu Qi eat first.

The food looked normal, but in fact, except for a small dish of ugly-colored wild vegetables, it was all filled with tendon softening powder.

That plate of wild vegetables was their meal, so naturally it was not included.

They asked the old hunter for this so-called muscle softening powder, which is specially used to knock down large animals.

Fu Qi was naturally very dissatisfied that the methods used to deal with prey were used against himself, so of course someone would be in big trouble.

So, when Zhao Minglin was still lying in a low position, Fu Qi grabbed his collar, pulled him over, and then poured a large bowl of soup into his mouth.

Fu Qi's hands were like iron clamps. No matter how hard Zhao Minglin tried to pry them open, he couldn't. In the end, he drank all the soup.