The delicate cannon fodder is stunning, saving the male supporting role but getting teased instead

Because of Song Xun's matter, the Wen family has been worried, fearing that if Song Xun really died, Song Xun's aunt would ask them for compensation.

Han Cuijuan asked her eldest son Wen Daniu to go to the cowshed at the edge of the village early in the morning to keep an eye on whether the Song family had returned.

With Wen Daniu watching over them, if the Song family comes to their house to cause trouble, they can also call some relatives over in advance to keep up appearances.

After all, the Song family all came from the city and had no one to rely on in the village. Even if the Wen family was poor, they were still more prosperous than the Song family.

Wen Daniu has always been honest. Han Cuijuan asked him to keep an eye on her, so he followed her from morning to noon and only returned home during lunch time.

"The Song family's cowshed is locked tightly, and no one has come back yet. I'm afraid the Song family is still in the hospital." Wen Daniu said after drinking a mouthful of hot soup.

The Wen family members sat around the table, and when they heard this, their expressions were not very good.

A whole night has passed. If Song Xun hasn't returned from the hospital yet, then he's probably in great danger.

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a bang bang bang sound at the door, and the sound seemed to want to smash the door open.

Everyone looked at each other, and finally Han Cuijuan winked at her eldest son.

So the tall and strong Wen Daniu scratched his hair, got up and opened the door.

Standing outside the door was Song Xun's aunt, Song Meihua.

Her eyes were red, and it was obvious that she had been crying for a long time. Her face was haggard, and she was still wearing yesterday's clothes. It was obvious that she had not had time to go home.

"Wen Xiaobao and Wen Xiaoyu, right? My Song Xun is still in a coma in the hospital, and you are still in the mood to eat here?" Song Meihua glanced at the dining table in the yard and the Wen family members sitting around it, and her anger surged up in her heart.

When Wen Xiaobao heard his name being called, he quickly hid behind his mother, not even daring to stick his head out.

Song Meihua had no intention of letting him go. She shouted, "My son Song Xun became like this just to save Wen Xiaobao. He hasn't woken up yet. The doctor said... the doctor said Song Xun might become a vegetable. What do you think we should do?"

When Song Meihua thought of what the doctor said, her voice choked up.

When she thought of her outstanding and intelligent nephew lying motionless on the hospital bed, her heart ached and her vision went dark.

Wen Xiaobao has just started junior high school and has never seen such a scene before.

He didn't know what a vegetative state was, but from what he heard, he felt that Song Xun was going to die, which made him even more scared.

So he quickly said, "It wasn't me, it wasn't because of me, it was Wen Xiaoyu! She pushed Song Xun, and that's why Song Xun was hit by the stone!"

Wen Xiaobao pointed at Wen Xiaoyu who was watching the fun on the side and said loudly.

Wen Xiaoyu was startled. She clearly remembered that Wen Xiaobao was so scared that he closed his eyes. How could he see that it was her who pushed Song Xun?

But even if Wen Xiaobao saw it, Wen Xiaoyu would not admit it.

She is not stupid. If she admits it, then Song Xun was harmed by her. Looking at Aunt Song Xun's attitude, she will inevitably send herself to the police station.

Wen Xiaoyu, now in her second year of high school, was much calmer than Wen Xiaobao. She quickly widened her eyes and said in disbelief, "Wen Xiaobao! Don't talk nonsense. Are you so scared that you want to throw dirty water on your own sister? It was Song Xun who came to save you, and that's why he was hit by the stone!"

Hearing Wen Xiaoyu say this, Wen Guoqiang quickly nodded and said, "Yes, my Xiaoyu has always been a good child, still a high school student. The teacher always praises her. How could she possibly harm others?"

Song Meihua looked at Wen Xiaoyu suspiciously, then at Wen Xiaobao.

She originally thought that her nephew was kind-hearted and was hit by the stone by chance.

But if it is true as Wen Xiaobao said, that it was Wen Xiaoyu who pushed Song Xun, then Song Xun was murdered like this.

"What's the use of what you said? Do you have any evidence? Let's go to the police station and let the police investigate, and the truth will be revealed!" Song Meihua's anger grew even stronger. She couldn't help but stride forward and wanted to pull Wen Xiaoyu out.

Wen Xiaoyu was startled and quickly pulled at her sleeves.

Han Cuijuan saw that her son, Fuxing, was about to be taken to the police station, so she rushed out as well. Without a second thought, she pushed Song Meihua hard.

Han Cuijuan was originally a big and strong person, and she often worked in the fields, so she was very strong and pushed Song Meihua to the ground in one go.

Song Meihua was already thin and had been up all night. When she was pushed down, she suddenly saw golden light in front of her eyes and couldn't even stand up.

Seeing this, Wen Xiaorou couldn't bear it anymore.

At that time, I fainted on the side of the road, and it was Song Xun who carried me to the cowshed and asked Song Meihua to take care of me.

Including Grandpa Song, the whole family is very kind.

Wen Xiaorou couldn't bear to watch it any longer. She quickly walked over to Song Meihua, gently helped her up, and asked softly, "Are you okay? You can't win against them alone. If you can't, you should just report it to the police!"

Song Meihua was stunned. She didn't expect that the little girl from the Wen family was actually on her side.

Wen Xiaorou spoke in a low voice, and the Wen family did not hear what she said, otherwise they would have exploded.

But seeing Wen Xiaorou supporting Song Meihua was enough to make the Wen family angry.

Han Cuijuan, in particular, yelled at the top of her lungs, "You money-loser, why are you still so ungrateful? I'll beat you to death today!"

As she spoke, Han Cuijuan picked up the broom and hit Wen Xiaorou hard with the wooden end of the stick. The sound of swinging the stick was loud and strong, which was enough to show that Han Cuijuan used a lot of strength.

Song Meihua was startled and quickly pushed Wen Xiaorou away with all her strength, and Wen Xiaorou was able to avoid the stick.

But Han Cuijuan didn't seem to give up and turned around to continue beating Wen Xiaorou.

Seeing this, Song Meihua was afraid that Han Cuijuan would beat the skinny girl to death.

So he quickly said, "If you let me take this little girl away, I won't pursue the matter! Now that Song Xun is unconscious, we just need someone to take care of him."

When Han Cuijuan heard this, she stopped what she was doing.

She looked at Song Meihua with a thoughtful expression on her face, as if she was considering whether this deal was worthwhile.

"We agreed that if we let this girl go with you, you will not pursue my Xiaoyu and Xiaobao?" asked Wen Guoqiang, the head of the family.

Song Meihua gritted her teeth and glanced at the little girl lying on the ground. The other party was looking up at her with a hint of expectation in her eyes. Song Meihua sighed in her heart and finally nodded.

She said that just now because she was afraid that the little girl would really be beaten to death, so she said it on impulse, but when she saw the little girl's expression, she softened her heart.