"Niang, it's Qian Dongsheng. He bullied me, so my little uncle beat him for me."

Before Feng Jianmu spoke, song Ankang said. "Qian Dong is growing fat, but my little uncle still wins. My little uncle is very strong."

When song Ankang said this, his eyes were bright.

"You, you two. Come here Baitao doesn't think it's anything, but she has never raised a child.

But also know that the original owner of his son that is quite doting.

Although the original owner has been muddled these years, he is still very sad about song Ankang's education.

Protect him wholeheartedly. Don't let him be hurt.

So white peach subconsciously feel nothing, even instinctive heartache. She wiped the dirty dirt on Song Ankang's and Feng Jianmu's faces.

But don't want Zhou suddenly angry.

"Mother, what are you doing?"

White peach see, Zhou unexpectedly took chicken feather duster, a face of anger. "Do you think you've learned to fight now that your wings are hard?"

Zhou said while shed tears.

"Don't you think my mother is incompetent. You start to learn bad? "

"Mother! Grandma

Song Ankang was still young, and he was obviously frightened by the Zhou family. Naturally, the Zhou family was more sympathetic to his little grandson, so he grabbed his son's hand and ran into the room.

"Mother, grandma won't kill my little uncle, will she?"

Bai Tao takes a look at her son, and then sees that Qin Dabao has been put aside. She smiles. Qin Dabao's thin black face suddenly drops down. No one can see that his ears are actually red.

"Peach, sister peach..."

"Thank you for sending them back. You'll come with your mother and your sister later. You're a little man. I have something to ask you to do."

Whitehead paused. "Pay me."

Qin Dabao's eyes lit up.

But soon he lowered his head. "No, my mother said. Sister Tao's family has great kindness to my family. I'm only 12 years old and can't do any work. Just give me food, no pay. "

"When I get older, I'll be paid in time."

This kid is not stupid. His mother leads a hard life with him and his sister, so even if Qin Dabao is 12 years old, he looks almost as tall as Feng Jianmu.

Feng Jianmu used to be very thin, but he had been eating and drinking for more than a month. He was not only white, but also tall.

Qin Dabao looks just like Feng Jianmu. But relatively speaking, white peach thinks. Qin Dabao is more sensible than Feng Jianmu.

Although their family's life is not easy, after all, their parents are here, and Feng Jianmu doesn't have to worry about his livelihood. Anyway, he will not die of hunger.

But Yao * * family, a * * with two children, it is really eat on the meal did not next meal.

So although the child is young, he is very sensible.

"Well, that's settled."

At this time, Feng Jianmu's scream came from the room. Scared, song Ankang rushed into Baitao's arms.

Qin Dabao was envious.

"Sister Tao, I'll go first."

"Slow down."

"Mother, grandmother, why did she beat my uncle?" Song Ankang timidly looked at Bai Tao, "Niang, will you hit me?"

"Shall we go and have a look?"

Song Ankang can't bear it. Bai Tao can see it. Although he had a very hard life since childhood, song Ankang was very kind-hearted.

"Do you think my mother will beat you?"

Song Ankang suddenly raised his head from Bai Tao's arms and looked at Bai Tao with a pair of bright big eyes. "Niang, Niang won't fight Ankang." Said very attached in the arms of white peach moving.

Make white peach laugh and cry.

"That doesn't have to be. If you are too naughty and learn badly, your mother will break your leg."

What Bai Tao didn't expect was that song Ankang said: "Niang, An'an is human. It's not a dog. How can it have legs? "

This answer really makes white peach laugh and cry.

Looking at the white peach, song Ankang immediately said, "An'an knows. Mother is an an's mother, grandmother is a little uncle's mother, mother beat children will be distressed

"So we don't have to go."

Bai Tao shaved his nose. "Ann is so smart."

Song Ankang is over five years old. This age of children, coupled with the previous living environment, so that the child is very precocious, no need to worry about others.

Even though Baitao sometimes thinks he doesn't know something, he actually knows it in his heart.

"You tell your mother, why does Qian Dongsheng bully you?"

Bai Tao thinks that the Zhou family is Feng Jianmu's mother. No matter how Yang, he won't be beaten. Besides, after hearing the voice, grandma will certainly go to persuade the Zhou family.So she's not going to take care of it.

She decided to make the whole story clear first.

Although song Ankang was young, he spoke methodically. But at the beginning, it was intermittent and hesitant.

Under the encouragement of Baitao. Song Ankang said this thing intermittently.

Then he lowered his head.

Little boy, long and thick eyelashes are like two small fans flickering. I didn't dare to look up at Baitao.

It took him a long time to hear Bai Tao sigh.

"Do you think your father is a waste?"

"No!" Xiao Ankang immediately raised his head and widened his eyes. He said discontentedly. Bai Tao looked at him with a smile at the bottom of his eyes. The little thing blushed with shame.

"Your father just broke his head, but he is more beautiful than any man in the village, and he has money, so some people are jealous of his mother and say sour things behind his back."

"If you encounter such things in the future, don't pay attention to them, let alone fight with others. You see, your little uncle got a feather duster from your grandmother for you."

"But Niang, didn't you say that a mother can't beat her son?"

Song Ankang looked up at the room and said.

White peach was choked by her son.

Although Bai Tao had no experience with his parents in his previous life, it would be the most normal thing if his children were disobedient and taught by their parents.

But she can't let song Ankang feel that his little uncle was beaten by his grandmother for him.

Finally, Baitao went to "rescue" his poor cheap brother.

But when Bai Tao went in, as expected, Bai Jianmu had already been protected by Feng Jinhua.

White peach lip angle not by slightly a pick. She knew this little thing. She didn't need to worry about it. Song Ankang was completely relieved when he saw that his little uncle was OK.

"Master, people in this village say that to you..."

At this time, in a secret jungle, the man in black was half kneeling behind a figure with long body and jade standing. The figure's mouth was slightly bent, as if showing a trace of smile.

The man in black didn't dare to look up. He said that he had never seen the master in such a good mood. It was really terrible.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "do you want to teach those villagers a lesson?"