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Chapter 3 I will teach anyone who bullies her

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    For Chu Zhiyan, her life is divided: one side is warm spring breeze, and the other side is stormy.

    As much as his father, Chu Rongsheng, loved and loved Chu Zhiyan, his mother, Chen Caiyun, hated and criticized her so much.

    Chu Rong is of average growth, but she is good at playing the suona, imitating the chirping of a hundred birds at the phoenix, which always makes the hearts of the local girls sway, and Chen Caiyun is one of them.

    After the expansion of the state-owned Cuizhang Farm, many local people were naturally absorbed into the state-run system, and Chen Caiyun had the opportunity to further contact Chu Rongsheng.

    Chu Rongsheng is a high school student, but Chen Caiyun can't read;

    Chu Rongsheng has various interests and hobbies, while Chen Caiyun only knows about field work;

    There is one and only one reason why Chu Rongsheng fell into Chen Caiyun's gentle hometown: Chen Caiyun was born really charming and enchanting.

    It's a pity that the foundation of the love of the eyes is not strong.  Soon, Chu Rongsheng saw Chen Caiyun's vulgarity through her good skin, and regretted it.

    Children don't understand the things of adults, but children have the intelligence of children.

    Seeing her mother's belly growing day by day, Chu Zhiyan, who was already six years old, secretly whispered to Yang Heyu: "It would be nice if there was a little brother in my mother's belly. Once she is happy, she won't be cruel to me anymore."

    Yang Heyu nodded with a half-understanding, keeping this matter in mind.

    At this time, the family planning policy was being strictly enforced. Seeing that she couldn't hide her stomach, Chen Caiyun hid.  Seeing that she was about to give birth, Chen Caiyun panicked and ran back from the deep mountains.  Coincidentally, Hong Chunfang caught him right before he stepped into the house.

    Chu Zhiyan's hearing was good, and she heard her mother's cry for help from afar, threw the sandbag in her hand and ran back.

    ? Yang Heyu and Lei Dongsheng quickly followed. In order to give Shen Shen and Chen Caiyun precious time to escape, Yang Heyu was desperate.

    Now he is just a little annoyed that he is not strong enough, and he doesn't know if he can help.

    Thinking of this, Yang Heyu suddenly got up and ran to eat glutinous rice cakes. He ate quickly and quickly, and his determination to grow up was obvious.

    "Eat slowly." Yesha closed the window, went to make another bowl of sesame oil soup and brought it out to him.

    Yang Heyu ate three pieces of glutinous rice cakes the size of an adult's palm in one go, and drank the bright sesame oil soup in one gulp.  Before he could wipe his mouth, the door opened.

    Yang Shiqing walked in excitedly, muttering: "I gave birth, I gave birth!"

    Yesha and Yang Heyu turned their heads at the same time, before Yesha had time to react, Yang Heyu rushed out.

    The mother was worried that her son was too full and ran out of order, so she followed behind and yelled twice.

    Yang Shiqing sucked up the remaining sesame oil soup at the bottom of Yang Heyu's bowl, picked up the still warm pancake, chewed a few mouthfuls, and said with a smile, "Let him go, everything is packed over there."

    "well enough?"

    "Very good. Mother and daughter are safe."

    ***

    Yang Heyu ran to Chu Zhiyan's house with his stomach in his arms, and Chu Zhiyan was standing outside the door crying.

    ? Yang Heyu stood beside Chu Zhiyan, pinching her waist and panting.  Sobbing, she lifted her eyelids.

    The little girl's eyes were huge and black, and at first glance they seemed to occupy half of her face.  When she has tears, she looks like crystal-clear purple-black grapes, arousing pity.

    "What's wrong?" Yang Heyu took a step forward and stretched out the back of his hand to wipe Chu Zhiyan's tears.

    Before Chu Zhiyan could speak, the voice of an annoying but familiar child came from the yard.

    "Little bitch, broom star, deserves to cry every day"

    Yang Heyu pursed his lips and turned his head to glare.

    Chu Zhiyan's cousin, Chen Wangshou, was still smiling. He was one year older than Yang Heyu and taller.

    Without saying a word, Yang Heyu picked up the stone at his feet and threw it at it.  The stone flew straight towards Chen Wangshou's forehead as if it had eyes.

    "Ouch!" Chen Wangshou supported his forehead, the pain was severe, he shouted: "Yang Heyu! You throw stones at me, I'll tell your dad!"

    "If you dare to bully Shenshen, I will beat you!"

    Chen Wang shut up his yelling, but his footsteps did not move at all. He rubbed his forehead for a long time, as if he had regained his strength, and continued to sing like a heartless: "Chu Zhiyan, little bitch, broom star,  I deserve to cry every day"

    It wasn't until Yang Heyu rushed towards him that Chen Wangshou screamed and ran away.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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