Chapter Ninety-Seven: The upper beam is not right, and the lower beam is crooked
"This ......" The people of the four villages standing behind Widow Zhao were dumbfounded, who would have thought that under such circumstances, the person concerned would actually fall asleep with a relaxed heart?
"Is there something wrong with this kid of the Zhao family?" Someone whispered about it, just as they had talked about Rashiki in the first place.
"I can still sleep at this time, it's really good for Widow Zhao's ordinary protection, right? I didn't even take it to heart. ”
"Don't say whether this little girl of the Luo family is wrong or not, I have never seen two parties in the ring, and one side can still sleep."
"I used to think that Zhao Lang was very strange, obviously he was a child, and his eyes were always uncomfortable."
"It's really strange that people who have done bad things sleep peacefully, and those who have been wronged are bullied here, which is really eye-opening."
The people who supported Widow Zhao were quiet, but the people on the side of the Luo family brothers and sisters loudly denounced it, blaming Zhao Lang every word.
Zhao Lang, who was asleep, was really surprised by Bai Lu, she always felt that there was something wrong with this child, but she didn't provoke her, and she didn't bother to pay attention to it.
Today, she really wanted to give Luo this bad breath, so Zhao Lang pulled out behind Widow Zhao and wanted to match the line, who knew that Zhao Lang's performance was really shocking.
Widow Zhao herself was like a balloon that had been punctured at this time, and she suddenly lost her strength.
She charged into battle to shield her children from the wind and rain, and did not hesitate to fight Bai Lu again, but the person she wanted to protect did not think about all this.
Even, asleep.
Widow Zhao suddenly felt like a joke.
Looking into the eyes of the people around him and listening to their words, this sense of absurdity is even worse.
Her heart was half cold, and looking at Zhao Lang's sleeping face, she raised her hand and slapped her.
Zhao Lang was sleeping and thinking, when he was suddenly woken up, his eyes were dazed and before he could react, he saw that his mother's expression was distorted, which was his usual appearance.
This time, though, it seems to be a little different.
Widow Zhao saw that her son was hit in the head by herself, her eyes looked at her in confusion, and she felt remorse, and hugged Zhao Lang tightly again: "Lang'er, Lang'er, did my mother hurt you?" It's all my mother's fault, you beat your mother, you call back. ”
Widow Zhao said as she took Zhao Lang's hand and hit herself, but the force was not great.
Bai Lu looked at the mother and son, and a strange feeling rose to her heart.
In fact, she has always felt that what people can live depends on themselves.
But looking at this scene, she really couldn't help but think of a sentence.
Fish begins to rot from the head.
How can this mother and son get along like this?
Zhao Lang didn't struggle, nor did he speak, he followed Widow Zhao's strength and hit his mother, but his eyes slowly turned to Luo Fu beside Bai Lu, and the light that appeared in his eyes made Luo Fu retreat behind Bai Lu all of a sudden.
Bai Lu also noticed the change in Zhao Lang's eyes, and the little compassion that rose in his heart for him was completely gone.
"Now that you're awake, let's talk about it, why do you want to bully Luo Fu." Bai Lu shook Luo Fu's hand comfortably, and did not force her to face Zhao Lang.
Luo Fu was treated like that, and it was not easy to follow her to seek justice in front of the person who bullied her.
Zhao Lang couldn't see Luo Fu anymore, he could only look at Bai Lu, his eyes became dark and clammy again, but he didn't speak, just looked straight at Bai Lu.
"If you don't say it, don't blame me for being rude." Bai Lu was very uncomfortable in such eyes, threatening a child, she should have a psychological burden, but Zhao Lang, it was always difficult for her to treat him as a child.
"If you were younger, I wouldn't be looking for her." Zhao Lang pushed Widow Zhao away, stood up, and bypassed Bai Lu to look at Luo Fu behind her, with a weird smile on his face.
looked at Luo Fu, but the object of his words was Bai Lu.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.
Zhao Lang is only eight years old, and an eight-year-old child would actually say such a thing.
What does he mean by that?
Not only did he really insult Luo Fu, but it also said that he even wanted Bai Lu to ......
Moreover, the implication of this is that he likes little girls?
People of this age were frightened, and began to look for their daughters, openly and secretly asking if they had ever been approached by Zhao Lang.
"Tell my mother, how is your relationship with the Zhao family?"
"Zhao family boy, have you done anything to you?"
Everyone was in danger, not only those in Liuyun Village, but also those who supported Widow Zhao at the beginning, also panicked.
When something doesn't happen to the person you care about, everyone can take care of it, and you can comment at will by your temperament.
Only when you are treated in the same way will you understand the suffering.
"Don't ask, these country girls are ugly, I can't look at them yet." Zhao Lang laughed, his words seemed to be quenched poison, but he didn't care, and even commented on the appearance of other little girls.
This can be regarded as causing public anger, but some families with only men are unmoved, and only take it as a joke.
"I don't think there's a need to discuss whose fault it is, right? No need to argue anymore, who should get out of here, right? Bai Lu sneered, speechless at Zhao Lang's attitude of not feeling that he was wrong at all.
"Let him go! Let them go! ”
"This scourge can't stay in the village, otherwise the daughters of the family will be harmed by him!"
"If you dare to do it in broad daylight, this kind of person should directly chop off his hands and feet to feed the wild wolves!"
"Elder Lu, let them go, our Immortal Village can't accommodate such people!"
The denunciation became more and more enthusiastic, Widow Zhao was stabbed in the back by her son, and she didn't react at this time, but Zhao Lang was fearless.
"Let's go, who wants to stay in this place?" After saying that, he didn't even care about Widow Zhao, and set off to leave.
It's just that when passing by Luo Shi, a weird smile appeared on his face again, and he reached out to touch Luo Shiki's face.
Where would Bai Lu let him be so presumptuous, dragged Luo Fu behind him, and kicked Zhao Lang at the same time.
She didn't have the strength to stay, but she really didn't have much strength at this time, she only kicked Zhao Lang to the ground, and even had the strength to maintain that uncomfortable smile.
"It's boring." Zhao Lang got up from the ground, looked at Bai Lu, who was waiting for him, and Luo Shi, who was shivering behind her, and turned around to leave.
"Wait." Bai Lu looked at Zhao Lang coldly and stopped him with a voice.
Zhao Lang walked straight forward as if he hadn't heard her words, laughing weirdly as he walked, and the whole person seemed to be a little crazy.
Bai Lu frowned, she wanted Zhao Lang to apologize to Luo Fu in person.
Although Luo Shi may not be able to completely come out of the shadows, at least she can understand that none of this is her fault.
It's just that Zhao Lang's mental state is really not normal.
What happened between the mother and son?
In the past, Zhao Lang was also disliked, but he always talked little, like a mute, and everything made Widow Zhao come out.
How does it seem like a different person today?
Or is it that the emotions that have been suppressed for too long have exploded in full force?
It's just that Bai Lu doesn't want to understand the sorrows and joys of the wicked, she is about to chase Zhao Lang, and Gao Gao must ask him to apologize to Luo Shi today.
But she didn't even take a step before she was pulled by Luo Shi's clothes.
"Sister, so be it."