Chapter 767: Mother promises not to spank you
The sun had already set, but An Xiaofan still hadn't come back.
He should have gone home long ago.
This made An Yimo very worried, and she looked at Jiangchuan for help.
"Husband."
"Let's go, I'll take you there."
The couple went out and turned right, and soon found the familiar figure by the river not far away.
An Yimo walked forward quickly, and the moment she saw An Xiaofan's embarrassed look, her heart was pulled together.
Her eyes began to turn red slightly.
"Xiaofan? What's going on? Who beat you like this?"
An Xiaofan felt a little guilty, buried his head between his legs, and didn't want to talk about it.
Jiangchuan came to sit beside him.
A stream of spiritual power passed into his body, and the injuries on his body began to recover rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It disappeared in just a few breaths.
Seeing that he was fine, An Yimo breathed a sigh of relief.
"Be good, let's go home."
An Xiaofan lowered his head, holding his mother's jade hand, a little at a loss.
After returning home and having dinner together, under An Yimo's gentle persuasion, they talked about what happened in the private school.
It was not complicated.
It was just simple school bullying.
An Xiaofan, an outsider, was ostracized by the children of local wealthy businessmen.
They felt that a poor guy like him was not worthy of appearing in a private school.
That's why they threw stones at him and bullied him.
After hearing this, Jiang Chuan's expression did not change at all.
He just put his hands behind his back and prepared to walk out of the house.
An Yimo saw him like this and quickly pulled him back.
"Husband, let's not make trouble. I will help Xiaofan take care of it tomorrow."
They had always been accustomed to the simple life in the countryside, and their concepts had not changed.
This led to An Xiaofan being ostracized.
But they were not really poor.
These so-called wealthy businessmen were not comparable to her in terms of financial resources.
As long as Xiaofan was taken care of a little, such things could definitely be avoided.
Jiang Chuan frowned slightly. Although his tone was calm, his murderous intent was not concealed at all.
"My son Jiang Chuan can be bullied by anyone."
An Yimo didn't care about her face at all. She started to act like a spoiled child with Jiang Chuan in front of An Xiaofan.
"Husband, don't be like this. Just this time, okay? At most, I will do whatever you want."
Jiang Chuan was speechless. He really didn't know what she was thinking.
"Okay, but just this time. If there is a next time, I will personally destroy his nine clans."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, husband, you are the best."
An Xiaofan, who was eating melons on the side, felt a little embarrassed when he saw his mother's shameless appearance.
That night, the three of them slept together for the first time.
The next morning, An Yimo took Xiaofan out to take care of herself.
She even dressed herself up.
Her noble and elegant temperament, coupled with her beautiful face, attracted the attention of passers-by around her.
An Xiaofan looked at his clothes and felt his head buzzing.
He saw clearly how much money he had spent just now.
He looked at his mother with doubtful eyes.
"Mom? Is our family so rich?"
An Yimo showed a smug expression and gently scratched his little nose, looking very arrogant.
"Of course. But you are still young, telling you this will not do you any good."
"When you are sensible, I will tell you everything."
This unexpected surprise gave An Xiaofan some confidence.
Otherwise, he would never dare to go to the private school today.
Jiang Chuan returned home and took out a sword talisman.
"Give this to Xiaofan."
"If there is any accident, it can also be used as a backup."
An Yimo smiled and shook her head.
"Can you stop making trouble? This is a mortal city. What accidents can there be?"
"We are just living an ordinary life, not as complicated as the cultivation world."
Jiang Chuan was still a little worried. Seeing that she insisted, he did not continue to talk about this matter.
There was a knock on the door.
An Yimo, wearing a green dress, opened the gate with a faint smile.
But the next second her expression froze on her face, her whole body trembled uncontrollably, and she almost fainted.
Jiang Chuan looked at her strange reaction and frowned.
He walked to her side quickly, and saw the things at the door clearly, and his face suddenly became extremely gloomy.
The originally clear sky also became cloudy.
The terrifying murderous intent even changed the weather.
An Yimo slowly squatted down, trembling her jade hands and stroking Xiaofan's pale face covered with blood.
"Xiaofan, don't scare me."
"Get up quickly, mother promises not to spank you."
An Xiaofan, lying on the stretcher, did not move at all.
Her wide eyes were full of fear and astonishment.
An Yimo's emotions finally lost control, and she burst into tears while holding An Xiaofan, who was motionless.
Jiang Chuan just stood beside her quietly without moving.
His aura was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, scaring passers-by so much that no one dared to approach.
Late at night, An Yimo fainted again.
The house fell into a deathly silence.
The Lord of Hanwu City felt uneasy all day.
Looking up at the rolling dark clouds in the sky, he always felt something was wrong.
Seeing his son coming back, he frowned slightly at his dirty appearance.
"Where did you go again? Why are you coming home at this time? And why is there blood on you?"
Wu Wenbin froze all over after hearing the words of Wu Xiong City Lord.
He hesitated and didn't know how to start.
The wife of the city lord, who had been waiting on the side, pushed her husband unhappily.
"Don't put on your city lord's airs at home."
"This is my son, what's wrong with coming back later."
"Even if he makes a big mess, you still have to take care of him."
"Besides, what big things can happen in Hanwu City."
As he said that, he took Wu Wenbin's little hand and walked towards the backyard.
Looking at the backs of the mother and son leaving, Wu Song felt a headache.
But just like his wife said.
This is Hanwu City.
There is nothing he can't solve.
Thinking of this, he stopped entangled in these trivial matters.
The next morning, An Yimo, with pale lips, opened her lifeless eyes.
The first thing she saw was An Xiaofan lying there peacefully.
The blood on his body had been wiped clean.
But she didn't dare to touch him.
"Husband, Xiaofan just fell asleep, right? I just had a nightmare last night, right?"
An Xiaofan, who was lying flat in front of her, seemed to sit up.
She seemed to be complaining about something with her sleepy eyes.
But as she blinked, everything disappeared.
Jiang Chuan hugged her in his arms without saying a word.
An Yimo burst into tears again.
Seven days later, An Xiaofan was buried in Fangcun Mountain.
There are green mountains and clear waters here, and the environment is peaceful, as if returning to Shangyuan Village.
The couple had already appeared in the private school at this time.
