After Mao Zhiyi returned home, he swaggered into the door, and then sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, shouting at the main house.

"Chen Youan, have you cooked the meal, Lao Tzu is about to starve to death, don't you get out of here!" Mao Zhiyi sat in the courtyard like an uncle and shouted.

But after a long time, there was no movement in the house.

"Yo he! I've grown my skills today, Lao Tzu told you that you didn't dare to come out, you're afraid that your skin is itchy again!"

Mao Zhiyi said and walked to the house.

But when he went into the house and saw that the room was empty, he thought that something was wrong, and hurriedly ran to the kitchen again.

I saw that the kitchen was empty, and the photo table was cold, and there was no food.

"Four dead mothers-in-law, they know how to run around all day long, and it's strange that I don't kill her if I catch her today!" Mao Zhiyi said angrily.

At this moment, Mao Youqi, who went to play outside, came back.

Because he knew that Mao Zhiyi was not at home this morning, he went out to play for a while.

This also makes Chen Youan clean and pure by himself, although he doesn't say it, it doesn't mean that he doesn't know what Chen Youan has been through these days.

Although Mao Zhiyi deliberately concealed it, he was no longer a child.

He is not stupid, his eyes can see, he can see the scars all over Chen Youan's body.

I can see the stubborn look on her face and the unwilling tears in her eyes.

A few days ago, Mao Yishan asked her sister next door to give him something, and he kept it all the time.

He has never dared to do it, not because he is afraid of Mao Zhiyi, but because he still thinks about his flesh and blood.

After all, Mao Zhiyi is his biological father, and he can't do anything.

But Chen Youan is not his mother, seeing his mother being abused, he can't help, he can't ask Mao Zhiyi.

As Chen Youan's son, he felt guilty about Chen Youan.

"Dad!"

Mao Youqi shouted lightly, and then walked to the house.

But Mao Zhiyi stopped him.

"Stop me, where is your mother?" asked Mao Zhiyi very angrily.

"I didn't know I went out to play with my friends after breakfast, I don't know where my mom went. Mao Youqi didn't even look at Mao Zhiyi and said.

"This dead woman, see if I catch her back today and don't beat her to death. After Mao Zhiyi finished speaking, he came out of the courtyard door angrily.

Mao Youqi looked at his departing back coldly, and his heart was extremely hateful.

He hated himself for not being a good son, he hated himself for being too young, and he hated himself for not being able to protect Mao Yishan and Chen Youan.

Mao Youqi took out the bag of medicine in his pocket and made a decision in his heart.

He had to do this, Mao Zhiyi was not worthy of being his father.

He is also not qualified to do this to his mother and sister, and from today onwards, no matter what, he will have to take on the responsibility of a man.

He wants to protect his mother and sister!

After Mao Zhiyi left, he asked as he walked.

After a while, he inquired about Chen Youan's whereabouts, but when he heard that he had gone to Mao Rengang's house.

He didn't dare to look for someone, didn't he know what kind of temper Mao Rengang was?

So he could only wait for Chen Youan to come back by himself, and he knew that Chen Youan would definitely come back.

Because he was still hungry, he turned around and went home.

As soon as he arrived not far from the door of his house, the smoke had already risen from the house.

He hurriedly walked to the kitchen, but before he could enter the door, the sound reached the kitchen.

"You dead mother-in-law, do you still know how to come back? Look at what time it is now, you only cook now, you want to starve me to death! Look at me if I don't give you some color today!"

Before Mao Zhiyi walked into the kitchen, he picked up the flat pole at the door.

But when he entered the kitchen, he was about to do it, only to suddenly find that the person cooking in the kitchen turned out to be Mao Youqi.

He was stunned for a moment, Mao Youqi looked coldly at the flat pole in his hand and didn't speak, just continued to cook.

Mao Zhiyi didn't know what to say for a while, so he didn't say anything, and left in a gloomy manner.

After Mao Youqi cooked the meal, he brought it to the main room and put it on the table.

Mao Zhiyi took his beloved pot of wine and sat down at the dining table, picked up the chopsticks and ate it.

"Your mother doesn't know when she will come back, so she wants you to cook the food for the past two days, give it five yuan here, you take it, eat it on the street at noon and don't come back." Mao Zhiyi said while eating his meal.

Mao Youqi just nodded and silently accepted the money, but his eyes kept looking at the pot of wine in Mao Zhiyi's hand intentionally or unintentionally.

Mao Zhiyi ate for a while, and after a few sips of wine, he could see that Mao Youqi had been staring at his wine jug.

"Boy, remember, at your current age, it's not the time for you to touch wine, and when you go to junior high school, you can have a few drinks with your father!" Mao Zhiyi said and took another sip of wine.

But he didn't know that Mao Youqi was not thinking about drinking, but about other things.

After lunch, Mao Youqi went to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Mao Zhiyi's cheeks were slightly red after drinking, and he lay on the bed softly.

But after lying down for a while, he felt hot in his heart, and he didn't know where a fire was stringed.

This made him very uncomfortable, and he thought that maybe it was because he drank alcohol and the house was not breathy.

He got dressed and walked outside the house, and when he saw Mao Youqi cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, he instructed him a few words, and walked out of the yard.

Although Mao Youqi didn't know what kind of medicine that packet was, he knew that as long as Mao Zhiyi ate it, he could help Mao Yishan.

So he did it without hesitation, because all this was for Mao Yishan and Chen Youan.

The more Mao Zhiyi walked, the more vigorous the fire in his heart became, and his brain began to be unconscious.

But he didn't think about it so much, he just thought that it was because he had been hungry for a long time and greedy for a cup.

Feeling very unwell, he began to stagger home.

However, at this moment, he ran into the village chief's wife, who was about to go home.

The village chief's wife came to meet her, the village chief was new, he was also young, and his wife looked like a flower.

Mao Zhiyi's face turned even redder when he saw it, he staggered a few steps and walked in front of the village chief's wife.

The village chief's wife was startled by Mao Zhiyi, who suddenly came over, but she was relieved after seeing it clearly.

"Isn't this Brother Mao? What's wrong with you, you smell of alcohol, are you drinking too much?" asked the village chief's wife with a frown.

She really didn't like the smell of Mao Zhiyi's wine, and she thought in her heart, just say a few words and leave cleanly.

But it didn't come to pass, Mao Zhiyi actually ignored her, just looked at her vigorously.

"Brother Mao, what's wrong with you?" asked Village Chief Chen's wife with some concern.

Mao Zhiyi shook his head, his Adam's apple trembled slightly, and he could see clearly who was in front of him.

But he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't control his actions at all.

He shook his head vigorously and closed his eyes forcefully.

But there seemed to be a nice smell in the air that tempted him.

He approached again and again, and the village chief's wife also felt that something was wrong, and turned her head and wanted to run.

But her movements were still not as fast as Mao Zhiyi's, he grabbed her clothes, and with one force, the sleeves were torn, revealing the snow-white skin inside.

"You...... What are you going to do......"