When Han Wenyao went to ask for food, Han Ningxue had been guarding outside, what happened in the house, she didn't know, she only heard the noise in the house, she was very worried.

Not long after, seeing that he was blasted out by the uncle's family and fell to the ground, Han Ningxue hurriedly ran over and helped the person up—asked nervously, "Brother Wen Yao, did they beat you?" ”

Han Wenyao shook his head lightly, "No, I am only willing to give one stone of rice and one stone of noodles, and I will never give more anymore." ”

"What about what you owe before?"

"I refused to give it, I asked him to return the land, and he said that I was small, there was no way to plant, and no one helped to harvest it, and it was better to plant it for others than to plant it at home, and they could help it."

"Hmph, it's really too deceitful, you give others more seeds than he gives, I'll help you scold them."

Han Ningxue was about to kick the door, but Han Wenyao stopped her, "Wait, didn't we already know that it wouldn't work once, wait until I find a way to come back." ”

"Okay." Han Ningxue stared at the closed door and helped him walk back, Han Wenyao tried to straighten his back, but it still hurt so much that he tightened his eyebrows, he seemed to have sprained his waist just now, but it didn't seem to be a big deal, it just hurt a lot.

He secretly glanced at Han Ningxue, gently rubbed the sore place with his right hand, and forced himself to go home.

His small actions, how to deceive Han Ningxue, he said that he didn't fight, why did he bend over if he didn't fight, he must have been beaten.

"Brother Wen Yao, I regret it a little, you can wait until you grow up to ask for it. I'm too anxious, or I'll just give up. ”

Han Wenyao shook his head and chuckled, "If you decide to do it, you will do it to the end, what is it to endure this hardship." "Anyway, sooner or later, he has to do it, and the sooner he dissociates himself from the uncle's family, the sooner he will be quiet.

Sensing Han Ningxue's heavy face, he comforted softly, "Don't worry, I'm not so stupid, stand and let them bully, I have to protect myself." ”

Seeing her smile, Han Wenyao breathed a sigh of relief, but he felt inexplicably warm, and the idea of wanting to be closer to her became stronger, and suddenly, he had a good idea.

Thinking that he would be able to call her 'Sister Xue'er' openly in the near future, he curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

Han Ningxue was worried that he was really injured, so she deliberately ran home, stole Han Zong's blood-invigorating medicine and gave it to him, and told him, "Don't be in a hurry in advance, you take care of the injury, and wait for me to ask my father." ”

Han Wenyao didn't answer, just held the white porcelain vase with plum blossoms painted on it, and pursed his lips. Han Ningxue was so good to him, so good that he suspected that he would not be able to pay it off in this life.

The next day, Han Wenyao went secretly, he didn't want Han Ningxue to worry, this time it was even bigger, the old man's son beat him and knocked him unconscious, and the person also lay directly on the ground, blood overflowed from behind, and the white snow was red, which was very dazzling.

Han Xiaomei appeared at the right time, crying, attracting neighbors.

Seeing that he was motionless, the eldest family panicked, and the eldest son hurriedly threw away the shovel in his hand, so frightened that he shrank in the house and did not dare to come out.

Soon, the courtyard was full of people, and soon someone invited the patriarch, Han Xiaomei cried so much that she cried a handful of tears, wearing the tattered clothes she wore on weekdays, and the shoes on her feet were also opened, one big and one small.

As soon as she saw the patriarch coming, she raised her bloody hand and ran towards the patriarch, hugging his legs, crying, crying, while crying, she said what Han Wenyao taught him, and the bloody hand covered his pants.

"Patriarch, save my brother, save our family, my mother is very sick, the doctor said, if you don't grasp the medicine, my mother will die, my brother has no choice, come to the uncle to ask for food, they actually beat my brother to death. Wow~~~"

Although the patriarch was old and a little deaf in his ears, he looked at a child lying on the ground in the yard, vaguely heard what Han Xiaomei said, and looked at Han Wenyao's uncle and family with a pair of slightly cloudy eyes.

Han Wenyao's uncle, named Han Zhang, the chapter of the article, shows his expectations for him, which shows how much the old man usually loves him. Since ancient times, the more migrained, the more fearless, after the death of the elderly, the more unscrupulous, relying on the prosperity of the family, in front of the brothers and sisters, took advantage of it.

Han Zhang is now in his fifties, his hair has begun to turn white, the flesh on his face has begun to grow horizontally, and his daughter-in-law is a little bit alike, the two of them are not tall, but they are definitely wide enough, and at a glance, they know that they usually eat less food with oil and water.

There are also his sons and grandchildren, all of whom are fat and strong, and one is on top of Han Wenyao.

"Boss Han!" The patriarch's dragon head crutch knocked the ground, but the snow had not yet melted, and there was no sound, and there was no majesty to speak of.

But, even the patriarch represents supreme power in the village, the patriarch was angry, Han Zhang hurriedly stepped forward, "Master, don't listen to her nonsense, how can we watch our younger brother and sister get sick, isn't this being discussed, this kid doesn't know what's wrong, so he fought with my eldest grandson, this is really not our intention." ”

Han Zhang's daughter-in-law's surname is Wang, and when she saw Han Xiaomei crying with snot and tears, she hurriedly stepped forward and patted her thigh and sat on the ground, and cried.

"I have no conscience, we are kind enough to farm for you, give you food and drink, and you still put our reasons like this, let everyone see, we have been busy all these years, and we are not people inside and out."

Han Xiaomei was dumbfounded for a while, and she was almost about to break down and quarrel with her, as soon as she thought of what her brother said, she began to cry about herself, and only then did she open her mouth, and a person rushed in the crowd, and her eyes lit up.

"Sister Cher."

"Where's your brother? Wen Yao, Han Wen Yao. Han Ningxue looked around and saw a person lying in the snow, it was Han Wenyao, the blood on the side of her head was shocking, Han Ningxue shook her head, and almost fell to the ground, she stabilized her mind, what the person in her ear said, she couldn't hear clearly, she just shouted after recovering her voice, "Brother Wen Yao." ”

Han Ningxue ran over crying, touching the handful of blood, wanting to cry but couldn't cry, her throat was like a ball of cotton, she couldn't even speak clearly, and her tears fell down.

She didn't think about this, she didn't want him to die, she just wanted to help him, she wanted him to live an easier life, and she didn't want to be controlled by others anymore, she didn't want to kill him, if she had known this, she wouldn't have given him this bad idea, wouldn't it be just a piece of land, wouldn't it be just a few taels of silver, what is it worth?

What's the point of her living again if he dies. "Brother Wen Yao, wake up, wake up."

Someone couldn't stand it anymore and persuaded her, "Xue'er, don't worry, Wen Yao will be fine." ”

Han Ningxue's eyes were red, she looked at it fiercely, and said angrily: "You said it's okay, it's okay?" Then why is he lying on the ground, motionless? She stood up and pointed to the crowd, "Whoever fights, whoever fights, stand up for me, otherwise, I will fight with you." ”

Han Ningxue howled like a beast, scaring the people present, they look at me, I look at you, no one dared to respond, and quietly took a step back, saying that this matter had nothing to do with herself, Han Xiaomei saw that she was acting harder and more real than herself, and immediately cried again.

"It's the uncle, the uncle beat it."

When Han Ningxue heard this, she jumped over and grabbed Han Zhang's face, and when the others saw it, they hurriedly stepped forward to stop it, but it was also a step too late, and Han Zhang's face actually drew a blood mark.