Old Yang looked around and saw that it was Da'an.

The young man's handsome facial features were wrinkled together, and his face was covered with frost.

Seeing Lao Yang looking at him, Da'an turned his head.

He said to Xiao An beside him: "Brother, from today on, the two of us must eat more and grow up quickly!"

"When we have strength and fists, we can protect my mother and sister from being bullied by bad people!"

Xiao An raised his head and listened carefully to Da An's words, nodding vigorously.

Old Yang was so angry that he fell back and almost vomited blood.

After Lao Yangtou left, the room finally returned to silence.

Yang Ruoqing took Da'an and Xiaoan to clean up the mess, and brought plant ashes from the kitchen to spread on the ground.

Open the front and rear windows for ventilation.

Yang Huazhong and Sun sat opposite each other, and Sun lowered his head and wiped away tears.

Yang Huazhong smashed his fist on his leg.

Sun was shocked and hurriedly grabbed Yang Huazhong's fist.

"Dad Qing'er, what are you doing? Your legs are not fully healed yet, be careful of them getting damaged!"

"I'm really useless!" the man said with a choked voice.

"My wife and daughter were beaten in front of me, but I couldn't even fight back. I'm a useless person!"

Mrs. Sun cried and shook her head, her voice hoarse: "I won't allow you to bury yourself like this!"

"Your leg is almost healed. Please be patient. When you recover, you will have to support this family!"

"Mother Qing'er, I'm sorry for you. I haven't allowed you to have a peaceful life in these years..."
Chapter completed!