Jiang Yuan sighed in his heart, the original owner was such a bastard, the child was afraid of becoming like this when he saw her.
Fu Jiu picked up the windmill and put it in the little boy's hand.
"This can still be fixed. I'll fix it for you in a while. Just be careful next time."
"No...I, he...is broken."
The little one looked at the other child next to him.
He is Jiang Xiaohai, the second wife, and he is seven years old now.
"You are talking nonsense. You obviously broke it yourself, why should you blame me?"
"No, it's not..." The little one had just learned to speak and was not very good at expressing himself, so it was very difficult for him to speak.
"Why did you break the windmill?" Jiang Yuan suddenly asked, staring at Jiang Xiaohai.
"I just want to break..."
"You said it wasn't you who broke it!"
Only then did Jiang Xiaohai realize that he had been trapped and had been exposed for doing bad things. He was very angry.
With malicious intent in his eyes, he quickly ran over and knocked the windmill out of the little boy's hand.
He stepped hard on it with both feet, crushing the entire windmill.
"I did it on purpose. What's wrong? You hit me...a little bit..."
In recent years, Jiang Xiaohai was raised by his second wife to be lawless, and he often did bad things. Qian and Zhou were very indulgent towards him, and they even developed an arrogant and domineering temperament.
Jiang Xiaohai was sticking out his tongue proudly when Jiang Yuan kicked him to the ground.
Just as he was bewildered, he was picked up again and greeted with several slaps on his face.
After beating him enough, Jiang Yuan threw him to the ground.
He was stunned for a while and then burst into tears at the top of his lungs.
"Jiang Yuan, you damn girl, you are so cruel, do you want to beat him to death?"
Qian just realized it and ran over quickly.
Zhou, who wanted to take a rest in the room, heard Jiang Xiaohai's cry and hurried out.
I saw Jiang Xiaohai's face swollen like a pig's head on both sides, sitting on the ground and crying loudly.
"Oh, my Xiaohai... why is your face swollen like this..."
"Jiang Yuan, I will fight with you!"
Zhou rushed towards Jiang Yuan.
Jiang Yuan's fat body flashed, and Zhou fell to the ground.
"Hitting someone, the little whore bullied someone... my old waist..."
"gone!"
Jiang Yuan waved his hand at Fu Jiu and was about to go back to the house.
When Zhou saw this, she stopped crying and immediately got up from the ground and stopped Jiang Yuan.
"Don't leave, you beat my son and just leave like that?"
"What do you want?"
"Compensate."
"How much compensation?"
Jiang Yuan asked so cheerfully that Zhou was stunned for a moment, and she quickly said, "One tael of silver!"
"Okay, you pay for the windmill first, two taels of silver."
"You... you are a broken windmill, you are robbing money!"
"That bad face, aren't you trying to steal money too?"
"You little whore, can my son compete with that broken windmill? If you don't pay the money today, I will never be done with you!"
"oh?"
Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows and took a step forward.
He pinched his waist and straightened his belly, tilted his head in provocation, and took one step, making the earth tremble.
That look of a female bully made Zhou shut up instantly.
She gritted her teeth bitterly, helped Jiang Xiaohai, who was still crying on the ground, and said fiercely, "You wait for me."
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The little one had been staring at Jiang Yuan. Now when she looked over, she was so frightened that she quickly lowered her head.
Jiang Yuan said nothing and turned around and went back to the house.
She washed her face first and then changed out of her tattered clothes.
Looking at himself in the mirror, the corners of his mouth twitched.
Not to mention her weight, she already had an idea in mind. Why does this face look like this?