Eavesdropping on Fu Bao's inner thoughts, emptying the stored grain and fleeing the famine

The brother and sister walked ahead, with Lian Yicheng seemingly in a very good mood. He could barely suppress the smile on his face.

Lian Rongrong found it strange and couldn't help but turn to Lian Yicheng and ask, "Second Brother, what are you so happy about?"

Lian Yicheng glanced at Wen Hui, who had fallen far behind them, and replied cheerfully:

"For so many years, no one has understood me. Today, my only sister finally understands the suffering her second brother has endured."

How could I not be happy? Ever since my father forced me to go to that woman, I haven't had a single day of peace.

You all think I still have feelings for Amin. It's true that I do have feelings for her, but I also want to live a good life with Wenhui.

But she... says one thing to your face and another behind your back. She's really annoying.

Lian Rongrong sighed and gently patted Lian Yicheng's shoulder, "Second brother, I'll support you from now on!"

Before they knew it, the two had returned to the convoy. Even Rongrong's heart was with Fubao.

Upon returning, I immediately went to Lian's mother's place. Little Fu Bao was tightly gripping the bottle.

The silicone nipple was so full of stuffiness from Fu Bao's grip that it was clear the little guy was starving.

Upon seeing Fu Bao, even Rongrong couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Why is she crying? The child is perfectly fine."

Even the mother felt heartbroken seeing her daughter cry. Fortunately, her grandson was alright; otherwise, she didn't know how she would have survived.

Lian Rongrong got into the car and took Fu Bao from her mother. As soon as the little guy saw his mother, he felt extremely aggrieved. He pouted and burst into tears as soon as he put down the bottle.

[Waaaaah, Mother, someone is trying to harm Fu Bao!]

"Mother knows, Mother will definitely seek justice for Fu Bao." Lian Rongrong gently coaxed the little one in her arms.

"Fu Bao, did you see who wanted to harm you?"

[I saw it! I saw it! It's Wang Yue! She put something on Fu Bao's nose, and Fu Bao fell asleep.]

"It really is her! Come on, Mother will take you to get revenge!" Lian Rongrong got off the carriage with Fu Bao in her arms and headed straight for Wang Yue and Wen Hui's donkey cart.

Even her mother, worried that her daughter might cause trouble in her impulsiveness, hurriedly followed.

Wen Hui had already returned to the car, but before the two could speak, Lian Rongrong rushed over.

"Wang Yue, get down here!"

Lian Rongrong roared, her voice loud enough for everyone in the Lian family to hear clearly.

Lian Xiuyan naturally heard the noise as well. Fearing that her daughter would be taken advantage of, Lian Xiuyan immediately got out of the car and pulled her son Wang Yang along with her.

Wang Yue's arm had just been bandaged up, and she was unwilling and dared not face Lian Rongrong.

But Wang Yue also knew that since even Rongrong had come knocking on her door, she couldn't just hide and let it go.

"Moon, just remember this: if you deny it to the death, she won't be able to do anything to you."

After Wen Hui repeatedly instructed Wang Yue, Wang Yue finally got out of the car reluctantly.

Despite her fear, she deliberately adopted a paper tiger demeanor and shouted:

"Lian Rong, are you ever going to stop? You slashed me with your sword, and I didn't say anything. Now that your son is alright, what are you still doing?"

Faced with Wang Yue's taunts, Lian Rongrong did not hesitate. She stepped forward and slapped Wang Yue hard across the face.

Wang Yue's left cheek swelled up at a visible speed.

"Why did you hit me?" Wang Yue covered her left cheek, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Hit you? I'd kill you! How could you lay a hand on a child? You're worse than an animal!"

"You little brat, have you been possessed by a ghost lately?" Lian Xiuyan rushed up to Lian Rongrong and shoved her away.

Seeing her daughter's injured arm and swollen face, Lian Xiuyan was instantly enraged.

"You little brat, ever since you were divorced by the Qi family and brought back, you've been acting like you've gone mad!"

What? You got bullied at your in-laws' house, so you come back to your parents' house to act like a tyrant?

"Aunt, stop making a scene. Why don't you ask your dear daughter why I hit her?"

The noise from Lian Rongrong and Wang Yue's side got so loud that gradually, everyone in the Lian family except for the old lady gathered around.

Seeing that people were looking at Wang Yue with strange eyes, Lian Xiuyan started to act up and shout loudly:

"You came to wish for your cousin without any proof. Third Sister, you are so kind."

Your uncle died young on the battlefield while trying to save your father.

He had no other wish than that the Lian family take good care of my mother and me.

But nowadays, even a junior can ride on my neck and act arrogantly.

Wang Qi, open your eyes and see how we, a widow and her orphan, are being tormented!

If you have a spirit in heaven, you might as well take the three of us—mother and children—with you.

That way, I won't have to live under someone else's roof and suffer all sorts of injustices.

Lian Jinghuai was the last to arrive in the crowd, and the farce before him made him frown.

"Third daughter, your grandmother is still ill, this matter..."

Before Lian Jinghuai could finish speaking, he suddenly heard Fu Bao's soft, cute voice huffing and puffing:

Is my grandfather trying to protect that woman? If someone hadn't discovered it in time, Fu Bao would be dead!

Grandfather is a bad person, and Fu Bao no longer likes him.

Fu Bao looked at Lian Jinghuai with pitiful eyes, then turned her little mouth to the side and burst into tears.

After being complained about like this by the little guy, even Jing Huai couldn't bring himself to say anything about calming things down.

He cleared his throat and asked his daughter, "You say Wang Yue did it, but do you have any proof?"

Lian Rongrong's anger finally eased a little after dealing with Wang Yue, but she did not rush to answer her father.

Lian Rongrong glanced at Wang Yue, and a cloth bag at the latter's waist caught her attention.

Lian Rongrong took two steps forward, and Wang Yue instinctively raised her hand to dodge, but Lian Rongrong nimbly took the cloth bag from Wang Yue's waist.

"What is this?" Lian Rongrong asked Wang Yue, holding a cloth bag in her hand.

Wang Yue panicked slightly upon seeing the cloth bag, but she still forced herself to speak:

"What could it be? It's just an ordinary sachet."

Although Wang Yue was stubborn, her evasive eyes betrayed her.

Lian Rongrong was certain that the bag contained something to drug Fu Bao. So she opened the bag, leaned close to Wang Yue, and said, word by word:

"Since it's just a regular sachet, why don't you smell it?"

Wang Yue held her breath and took a step back, but was pulled back by Lian Rongrong.

Lian Rongrong slammed Wang Yue's head onto the cloth bag, and Wang Yue fainted in less than three seconds.

As soon as Lian Rongrong let go, Wang Yue's body fell straight down. If Lian Xiuyan hadn't caught her in time, Wang Yue would have been injured again.

"What else does Aunt have to say? Father, this is the evidence!"

Even Lian Jinghuai was annoyed by this. He glanced at the unconscious Wang Yue, then said with a stern face:

"Wang Yue has harmed her family members and violated the family rules. According to the family law, she should be whipped twenty times. The family law will be enforced after she wakes up."