After crossing, I was forced to hold on to my thighs and build a kingdom

"What happened next? You came back with an injured forehead?" Jin Chu asked.

Zhao'er glanced at her sister's face and nodded guiltily.

"So what did you do today? When I saw you coming back just now, I was also very nervous, looking back as you walked."

Thinking of how scared Zhao'er was at that time, Jin Chu couldn't help but feel sad again.

This child has been displaced at a young age. He is timid and weak, and has been entangled in various extreme events again and again. He can be said to be an unlucky and pitiful child.

"I'll tell you, sister, please don't be angry, okay?" Zhao'er looked at Jinchu with a lack of confidence.

Jin Chu neither nodded nor shook her head. She met her brother's gaze and gave an ambiguous answer in a serious tone, "That depends on what you did."

Seeing her sister's firm attitude, Zhao'er told her the whole story.

Ever since he was beaten and sent home the day before yesterday, he has been afraid and unwilling to accept the consequences for the two bad boys who colluded with each other.

What he was afraid of was that he couldn't beat any of them, and he would be the one who suffered if he fought. The two men didn't get a scratch on their skin, but his forehead still hurts!

What made him unwilling was that he had suffered such a great loss, and if he didn't get some justice, he would feel really aggrieved.

And if I don't teach those two a lesson this time, they will only bully me even more next time.

I was lucky enough to avoid any serious harm the day before yesterday when I bumped into a hard thorn on a branch.

If he had bumped into a sharp stone or a hard table or chair, wouldn't he have ended up with a bloody head at best, or even his life in danger?

My sister is not as strong as that woman named Sun, but she has a way to make Sun listen to her.

Since he didn't have the advantage in strength, he wouldn't try to use force. Instead, he would try another method, as long as he could punish these two bad guys.

What should we do?

He racked his brains for a long time and finally came up with an idea.

The next day, Zhao'er got up at dawn. He didn't know when his sister would be back today, so he wanted to try out last night's method before the sun came out.

So he followed the example of Grandpa Zhou in the village, carried a small hoe and a small wooden bucket, and hurried to the small woods at the west end of the village where Liu Fudan and Wang Ernao often played.

He specifically found a relatively open location and started digging the hole with great effort. He dug from early morning until after noon and finally finished digging a hole that was more than one and a half meters high.

Then he threw the cow dung he picked up on the road into the bottom of the pit, scooped some remaining ice and snow from the low-lying areas into the pit, and stirred it at the bottom of the pit with a long wooden stick. The muddy ice water mixed with the cow dung became a mixture.

Then he used the small branches he picked up to place on the surface of the pit, and covered the top with a thick layer of dead leaves. The simple trap was made.

The exhausted little boy looked at the results of his hard work for half a day and smiled silently.

After cleaning up the surroundings, he packed up all his tools and took them back home. He ate some steamed buns to fill his stomach, then ran to the haystack beside the path near Sun's house and waited quietly for the two men to pass by.

After a while, Wang Ernao's flattering voice was heard: "Brother Fudan, you were really good at lifting Zhao'er yesterday. I wish I could be as strong as you someday!"

Liu Fudan looked arrogant and said, "That's nothing. Zhao'er is like a little chicken. How much does he weigh?"

He glanced at the lackey beside him and boasted proudly: "Even you, I can lift it easily. I can even carry the stone pillar at the east end of the village!"

"Brother Fudan is indeed born with supernatural powers!" Wang Ernao finished praising him, then rolled his eyes and glared sinisterly: "That little bastard Zhao'er was so bold that he actually dared to go against Brother Fudan. If it were me, I shouldn't have let him off so easily yesterday!"

"Forget it! After all, he eats my family's food and lives in my house. If I really hurt him, my mother will scold me. Besides, he has a very powerful brother. If he comes back one day and finds out that we are bullying his brother, he will definitely not let us go. Even though I am powerful, I can't beat him, a grown man!"

Thinking of his brother Zhao'er's agile and brave figure when he was hunting two years ago, Liu Fudan couldn't help swallowing his saliva. His brute force was not enough in front of that man.

Seeing that the boss didn't take the bait, Wang Ernao had to give up the idea of ​​picking a fight with Zhao'er.

After seeing the two men pass by, Zhao'er slowly walked out from behind the haystack.

He took out the long bamboo pole he had prepared long ago, took another path and passed the fork in the road where the two men were about to pass. When the two men saw him, they pretended not to know and continued to run forward.

"Ah! Isn't that that little bastard Zhao'er?" Wang Ernao pointed and asked in surprise, "What is this brat going to do in such a hurry? And he's holding such a long bamboo pole in his hand?"

Liu Fudan was also full of curiosity as he looked at the direction Zhao'er was running. He waved his hand at Wang Ernao and said, "Let's go! Let's follow him and see what this kid is going to do."

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Zhao'er ran a little faster. The two men also quickened their pace and soon caught up with Zhao'er.

"Sheng Zhaoer! Stop right there!" Wang Ernao shouted at the top of his voice.

Zhao'er paused, looked back at them, then turned around and ran faster.

Liu Fudan was shocked when he saw this. How dare he disobey the orders of the little bully of Qingxi Village?

He walked as fast as he could and caught up with the breathless Zhao'er in a moment.

"Sheng Zhao'er, it seems that you didn't feel enough pain yesterday and didn't learn your lesson!" Wang Ernao stared sinisterly at Zhao'er who was held down by the tall and strong Liu Fudan, and sneered.

"You...what are you going to do now?" Zhao'er showed a look of fear. "My sister said that if you bully me again today, she will go to your family to demand an explanation."

"Hey! Coward, are you bringing up your sister to scare people? I'm a man, how can I be scared by a woman? Just let your sister go to my house!" Wang Ernao looked at Zhao'er on the ground with a sidelong glance, with an indifferent look on his face.

His family had no dealings with Zhao'er's family, so naturally they were not afraid of adults coming to complain, so they said this without any politeness.

Liu Fudan, who was standing aside, felt a little uneasy. Although his mother had scolded the brother and sister a lot at home in recent days, he could also intuitively feel that his mother was bluffing and was quite afraid of the sister in her heart.

If Zhao'er's sister really came to the door, Wang Ernao might be fine, but Liu Fudan would definitely be in trouble.

Therefore, as soon as Wang Ernao said this, he immediately became furious and kicked Wang Ernao in the heart, causing him to cover his chest with his hands and cry out "Aiya, Aiya" several times. Then he asked in grievance, "Brother Fudan, Zhao'er is there, why did you kick me?"

"I'm kicking you for being so careless. My mother is Sheng Zhaoer's aunt, and his sister came to my mother's house. You're fine now, but do you think I'll get away with it?"

Liu Fudan was a rare example of a man who possessed both roughness and subtlety. He couldn't bring himself to directly tell Wang Ernao that his mother was afraid of Zhao'er, so he simply turned a blind eye and evaded the question, continuing to scold Wang Ernao, "Yesterday I told you to be gentle with Zhao'er, but you didn't listen and bullied him recklessly. Today I'm telling you, Zhao'er is my younger brother. If you dare to bully him again, be careful, I'll beat you up!"

After saying that, he patted Zhao'er's shoulder, pretending to be intimate and comforting him: "Brother Zhao'er, it was Brother Fudan's fault yesterday. I lost control of my temper and accidentally scared you. If you have any problems in the future, tell me. I will protect you and never let you be bullied again!"

Zhao'er glanced at Wang Ernao, who was holding his stomach and staring in amazement, and then looked at the hand on his shoulder. He lowered his head and curled his lips imperceptibly.