"Cry, cry, anyway, your mother doesn't like you, you ran away with other men, and your father doesn't love you, and one day he will definitely beat you to death."

Zhang Zihao's hands were clenched tightly, his white and delicate little face turned red with anger, and he said word by word: "You guys, nonsense!" ”

Liu Hong snorted, raised his voice and said: "Where are we talking nonsense, your mother just ran away with other men, and the whole village knows that she is just shameless, and she doesn't want your father and you, a wild seed." Your dad definitely doesn't love you either, that's why he beats you every day. ”

"Yes, you're a wild seed, and your dad doesn't love you."

"I'm going to kill you."

That ridicule filled Zhang Zihao's eardrums.

"You talk nonsense!" Zhang Zihao's eyes were red, he couldn't help it again, clenched his fists, and his small body rushed towards Liu Hong and his party at a very fast speed, with a ferocity in his eyes that he had never seen before.

"Ah, Zhang Zihao, you dare to beat me, see if I don't kill you."

"I'll educate you for your dad."

"yes, kill him."

“……”

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In the orchard, Zhang Yuanxiao is checking the situation of the watermelon field.

The watermelon field is not big, but if you calculate carefully, there can be more than 100 watermelons, and after a few days of growth, the watermelons are larger, even if they are watered with nutrient solution, they look average.

Zhang Yuanxiao looked at it and estimated that in another week, these watermelons should be ripe and ready to be shipped to the city to sell.

Although watermelons are not worth much, they can also be sold for some.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuanxiao seemed to hear a lot of footsteps coming from outside, and some sounds, which were very noisy.

Soon, the voice reached his ears.

"Zhang Yuanxiao, you come out."

"Zhang family boy, you come out!"

“……”

It seems to be a woman's voice, some old and some young.

Those voices soon came from far and near, and Zhang Yuanxiao came out of the orchard.

Soon I saw a group of people coming over.

There were old ladies and young women, all of whom were accompanied by children.

Originally, Zhang Yuanxiao just glanced at it, but inadvertently, he saw that there seemed to be a child in the crowd who seemed to be his son.

The little man was pulled and forcibly pulled by a mean old lady, Zhang Zihao seemed to want to break free, but the old lady's strength seemed to be very strong, and he couldn't break free at all.

The old lady's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly her face showed a fierce light, and she pinched Zhang Zihao's small white and tender arm.

Zhang Zihao's face immediately wrinkled.

Zhang Yuanxiao saw this scene from afar, his face suddenly turned cold, and he yelled: "What are you doing, let go of my son!" ”

Zhang Yuanxiao's voice was very loud, and it was a roar of rage, which startled everyone present.

Zhang Yuanxiao ran over and pulled Zhang Zihao in front of him, and after looking at it, the fire in his heart came out directly.

He remembered that the child at noon was still wearing a set of light gray short-sleeved shorts and small shoes, clean and clean, and his appearance was also delicate and white.

But now, it seems that the hair has been ripped before, and it is very messy, and the clothes that were originally clean have been stained with dust, as if they have rolled on the ground, dirty, and wrinkled.

I only wore one shoe, and the other foot was bare, so it was naturally dirty.

His face was also bruised and swollen.

He looked at Zhang Zihao's arm that was pinched by the old woman just now.

On the originally white and tender little arm, a pinch mark was exposed, and there were traces of nails sunken in, which were clearly visible, which showed how hard the old woman pinched just now.