Chapter 4
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Kou Qing Si
Mrs. Chen shouted loudly, "The police bullied me. I am an old woman who has nothing to rely on. My son-in-law is a martyr, and my daughter died with him. You police officers bully me, the family of a martyr. Oh my God, just look at it." , these people must die a good death."
The police chief had a dark face and was about to take action.
An Yinan stepped forward and slapped him. The clear sound resounded throughout the courtyard, as if time had stopped and everyone's actions were frozen.
"Family of a martyr? Do you deserve it? My mother is not from your Chen family, so why do you regard her as a family member of a martyr?"
An Yinan's words made Mrs. Chen pause for a moment, her eyes dodge for a moment, and she cried out, "Chen Fang, you bitch, look at the little bitch you raised, beating your own mother, you You must die a good death, even if you die, you will go to the eighteenth level of hell."
Looking at Mrs. Chen's expression, An Yinan knew that he had guessed correctly.
Even though they favor boys over girls, Chen Zhaodi and Chen Pandi are both girls, but they can bully An Xiangbei at will. However, only she and Beibei do the work at home, and they don't get to eat any of the delicious food.
This was wrong. She boldly blew it up, but she didn't expect it to be true.
My mother is not a daughter of the Chen family.
Then she would have no burden to take revenge.
"Cry, louder. I will let your grandson cry as long and as hard as you cry." An Yinan's voice was very low, and he whispered in Mrs. Chen's ear, with a smile on his face. Smiling gently.
Mrs. Chen's triangular eyes glared, "You dare, little bitch!"
An Yinan chuckled, then slapped him again.
"If your mouth is not clean, you can wash it with blood."
Everyone in the courtyard looked at her, and those outside the courtyard walls also opened their eyes in shock. Why did the girl from the An family seem to be possessed by a demon? Mrs. Chen was bleeding from the corner of her mouth. They even saw a tooth spit out. This must be What a strength.
An Yinan walked up to Chen Jingui as if nothing had happened. Chen Jingui and An Xiangbei were bigger on one side, but had fat heads and big ears. All the An family's food was fed into the little beast's mouth, while Xiao Beibei In addition to being beaten every day, I have to work. Thinking about it, I feel really unhappy.
"This little face is so white." As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Jingui started crying.
"Beast, a bastard that no one wants, if you dare to hit me, I will beat you to death with my milk." Chen Jingui cried, but did not stop talking.
An Yinan didn't seem to hear, and just smiled at old lady Chen.
"An Yinan, please let Jin Gui go. If you want to hit me, hit me. My aunt has never hit you, right?" Her good aunt looked at An Yinan pitifully with a crying face, as if she had been hurt. What a grievance.
"It seems that you really haven't been beaten. Didn't you ask Chen Dan to beat him? Didn't you ask Old Mrs. Chen to beat him? Didn't you ask your two daughters to beat him? It's true that you didn't do it, but you also let others do it." An Yi Nan smiled and didn't care much.
He just swung his fist and hit Chen Jingui directly in the stomach. Chen Jingui's fair face immediately turned red and his crying stopped.
"Aren't you going to tell me? I don't seem to want to know anymore!" An Yinan looked at his uncle and grandma with a half-smile.
She told Chen Jianhua her guess and what she wanted to do in the car, and Chen Jianhua agreed.
The police chief also said hello, and even higher-ups put pressure on him.
Everyone seemed to not see it and allowed An Yinan to do whatever he wanted.
"My fists are itchy." An Yinan kicked him out, and the police officer who was pressing Chen Jingui was kicked away.
……
There was silence. An Yinan touched her nose. She didn't mean it. She didn't control her power well. Believe it or not.
Chen Jingui landed with a bang, and the public security officer took several steps back before standing still, his face a little red.
He wants to say that this girl is a strong man and she is really not a weakling. Do you believe it?
"I said it!" Chen Dan gritted his teeth, his face darkened, and he looked at An Yinan as if he were an enemy.
An Yinan did not respond. He pulled Chen Jingui up and patted his head. Chen Jingui looked like a bloody man at the moment.
She doesn't care what others think of her, is she cruel?Aren’t the original owners and Beibei living a miserable life?
How many people have reached out to help?
Don't try to persuade others to be kind until you have suffered others' hardships.
"Stop fighting, I said, don't say anything." Chen Jin closed his eyes.
"Chen Fang was picked up by my father. She was about eight years old when she was picked up, but she can't remember what happened before. My dad picked her up as my wife."
Chen Jin kept his eyes closed, as if he remembered the scene at that time. When Chen Fang found it at home, there was blood on his forehead. His little face was round, white and tender, like a doll in a New Year painting. It was so beautiful. Dad told him that this was his wife.
He had been very good to Chen Fang since he was a child. He would give Chen Fang candy behind his parents' back. When his parents asked Chen Fang to do laundry and work, he would secretly help.
Chen Fang always calls him brother sweetly.
But ten years later, a man appeared, An Qingguo.
He took away his treasure and his wife.
He sharpened his knife in the middle of the night and wanted to kill him, but his mother stopped him because An Qingguo gave his mother 300 yuan to buy Chen Fang.
He hated An Qingguo, his mother, and Chen Fang. They all felt sorry for him.
An Yinan was not surprised. After hearing this story, she didn't even waver. For her, her mother Chen Fang's life experience was a comfort to her original self. She always thought she was a girl, and that's why Mrs. Chen treated her like this.
An Yinan pulled Chen Jingui up and walked to Mrs. Chen's side, "Where's the Pink Bamboo Festival?"
In my mother's memory, there has always been a pink bamboo knot with a transparent pink color. I asked Mrs. Chen many times, but Mrs. Chen never gave it. She complained to An's father, and the original owner overheard it.
With the Chen family's financial background, it was impossible to give her mother a piece of cake. I'm afraid it had something to do with her mother's life experience. She didn't want to decipher her mother's life experience, she just didn't want her mother's things to be in the Chen family.
"How do you know? Chen Fang told you?" Old Mrs. Chen looked at her son with hatred and Chen Jingui, who was half dead and had fainted, with a dark face. She gritted her teeth and said, "The second one in my room is In the box.”
An Yinan threw Chen Jingui to Chen Jianhua, "Uncle Chen, watch him for me."
"Don't worry." Chen Jianhua held the back of Chen Jingui's neck, as if holding the neck of Mrs. Chen.
An Yinan walked into Mrs. Chen's house and found the box, a pink bamboo joint in a cloth bag, and more than 100 yuan on the side. She put them all into the space.
"What else does my mother have in your hands?" An Yinan faced Mrs. Chen directly.
"Gone."
An Yinan smiled half-heartedly and pointed at Chen Jingui's small face. Chen Jingui snorted because of the pain.
"It's really gone. Your mother came to Chen's house with nothing but bloody clothes and pink bamboo knots on her wrists." Old Mrs. Chen started to cry.
Chen Jingui is her lifeblood and the incense of the old Chen family.
Seeing that she didn't seem to be faking it, An Yinan clapped his hands and said, "I won't disturb the police comrades handling the case."
The police chief had a dark face and was about to take action.
An Yinan stepped forward and slapped him. The clear sound resounded throughout the courtyard, as if time had stopped and everyone's actions were frozen.
"Family of a martyr? Do you deserve it? My mother is not from your Chen family, so why do you regard her as a family member of a martyr?"
An Yinan's words made Mrs. Chen pause for a moment, her eyes dodge for a moment, and she cried out, "Chen Fang, you bitch, look at the little bitch you raised, beating your own mother, you You must die a good death, even if you die, you will go to the eighteenth level of hell."
Looking at Mrs. Chen's expression, An Yinan knew that he had guessed correctly.
Even though they favor boys over girls, Chen Zhaodi and Chen Pandi are both girls, but they can bully An Xiangbei at will. However, only she and Beibei do the work at home, and they don't get to eat any of the delicious food.
This was wrong. She boldly blew it up, but she didn't expect it to be true.
My mother is not a daughter of the Chen family.
Then she would have no burden to take revenge.
"Cry, louder. I will let your grandson cry as long and as hard as you cry." An Yinan's voice was very low, and he whispered in Mrs. Chen's ear, with a smile on his face. Smiling gently.
Mrs. Chen's triangular eyes glared, "You dare, little bitch!"
An Yinan chuckled, then slapped him again.
"If your mouth is not clean, you can wash it with blood."
Everyone in the courtyard looked at her, and those outside the courtyard walls also opened their eyes in shock. Why did the girl from the An family seem to be possessed by a demon? Mrs. Chen was bleeding from the corner of her mouth. They even saw a tooth spit out. This must be What a strength.
An Yinan walked up to Chen Jingui as if nothing had happened. Chen Jingui and An Xiangbei were bigger on one side, but had fat heads and big ears. All the An family's food was fed into the little beast's mouth, while Xiao Beibei In addition to being beaten every day, I have to work. Thinking about it, I feel really unhappy.
"This little face is so white." As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Jingui started crying.
"Beast, a bastard that no one wants, if you dare to hit me, I will beat you to death with my milk." Chen Jingui cried, but did not stop talking.
An Yinan didn't seem to hear, and just smiled at old lady Chen.
"An Yinan, please let Jin Gui go. If you want to hit me, hit me. My aunt has never hit you, right?" Her good aunt looked at An Yinan pitifully with a crying face, as if she had been hurt. What a grievance.
"It seems that you really haven't been beaten. Didn't you ask Chen Dan to beat him? Didn't you ask Old Mrs. Chen to beat him? Didn't you ask your two daughters to beat him? It's true that you didn't do it, but you also let others do it." An Yi Nan smiled and didn't care much.
He just swung his fist and hit Chen Jingui directly in the stomach. Chen Jingui's fair face immediately turned red and his crying stopped.
"Aren't you going to tell me? I don't seem to want to know anymore!" An Yinan looked at his uncle and grandma with a half-smile.
She told Chen Jianhua her guess and what she wanted to do in the car, and Chen Jianhua agreed.
The police chief also said hello, and even higher-ups put pressure on him.
Everyone seemed to not see it and allowed An Yinan to do whatever he wanted.
"My fists are itchy." An Yinan kicked him out, and the police officer who was pressing Chen Jingui was kicked away.
……
There was silence. An Yinan touched her nose. She didn't mean it. She didn't control her power well. Believe it or not.
Chen Jingui landed with a bang, and the public security officer took several steps back before standing still, his face a little red.
He wants to say that this girl is a strong man and she is really not a weakling. Do you believe it?
"I said it!" Chen Dan gritted his teeth, his face darkened, and he looked at An Yinan as if he were an enemy.
An Yinan did not respond. He pulled Chen Jingui up and patted his head. Chen Jingui looked like a bloody man at the moment.
She doesn't care what others think of her, is she cruel?Aren’t the original owners and Beibei living a miserable life?
How many people have reached out to help?
Don't try to persuade others to be kind until you have suffered others' hardships.
"Stop fighting, I said, don't say anything." Chen Jin closed his eyes.
"Chen Fang was picked up by my father. She was about eight years old when she was picked up, but she can't remember what happened before. My dad picked her up as my wife."
Chen Jin kept his eyes closed, as if he remembered the scene at that time. When Chen Fang found it at home, there was blood on his forehead. His little face was round, white and tender, like a doll in a New Year painting. It was so beautiful. Dad told him that this was his wife.
He had been very good to Chen Fang since he was a child. He would give Chen Fang candy behind his parents' back. When his parents asked Chen Fang to do laundry and work, he would secretly help.
Chen Fang always calls him brother sweetly.
But ten years later, a man appeared, An Qingguo.
He took away his treasure and his wife.
He sharpened his knife in the middle of the night and wanted to kill him, but his mother stopped him because An Qingguo gave his mother 300 yuan to buy Chen Fang.
He hated An Qingguo, his mother, and Chen Fang. They all felt sorry for him.
An Yinan was not surprised. After hearing this story, she didn't even waver. For her, her mother Chen Fang's life experience was a comfort to her original self. She always thought she was a girl, and that's why Mrs. Chen treated her like this.
An Yinan pulled Chen Jingui up and walked to Mrs. Chen's side, "Where's the Pink Bamboo Festival?"
In my mother's memory, there has always been a pink bamboo knot with a transparent pink color. I asked Mrs. Chen many times, but Mrs. Chen never gave it. She complained to An's father, and the original owner overheard it.
With the Chen family's financial background, it was impossible to give her mother a piece of cake. I'm afraid it had something to do with her mother's life experience. She didn't want to decipher her mother's life experience, she just didn't want her mother's things to be in the Chen family.
"How do you know? Chen Fang told you?" Old Mrs. Chen looked at her son with hatred and Chen Jingui, who was half dead and had fainted, with a dark face. She gritted her teeth and said, "The second one in my room is In the box.”
An Yinan threw Chen Jingui to Chen Jianhua, "Uncle Chen, watch him for me."
"Don't worry." Chen Jianhua held the back of Chen Jingui's neck, as if holding the neck of Mrs. Chen.
An Yinan walked into Mrs. Chen's house and found the box, a pink bamboo joint in a cloth bag, and more than 100 yuan on the side. She put them all into the space.
"What else does my mother have in your hands?" An Yinan faced Mrs. Chen directly.
"Gone."
An Yinan smiled half-heartedly and pointed at Chen Jingui's small face. Chen Jingui snorted because of the pain.
"It's really gone. Your mother came to Chen's house with nothing but bloody clothes and pink bamboo knots on her wrists." Old Mrs. Chen started to cry.
Chen Jingui is her lifeblood and the incense of the old Chen family.
Seeing that she didn't seem to be faking it, An Yinan clapped his hands and said, "I won't disturb the police comrades handling the case."
