Crossing the Book: The Vicious Female Supporting Woman Was Whitewashed by Fighting with the System

Zhao Ling saw that the door was only ajar, so he pushed it open and went in without knocking.

Mrs. Zhao was standing in the corridor with her arms akimbo, scolding Zheng Huan. She thought that someone with no eyesight had come in, and was about to scold her together, but she didn't expect to see her little delicate daughter.

"Ningning?" Mrs. Zhao's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly ran down and pulled Zhao Ningning's arm, "Can you get out of bed? Let me see how your injury is doing?"

Seeing Mrs. Zhao trying to take off her clothes, Zhao Ling stopped helplessly: "Mom, the eldest and second brothers are still here."

After saying this, the two honest men who were being scolded quickly turned their heads when they heard this.

Zhao Ling looked at the two sisters-in-law with red eyes, nodded and said hello: "Sister-in-law, second sister-in-law."

The second daughter-in-law Yang shrank and hid, and the eldest daughter-in-law Lin was instantly frightened.

Ever since she married into the Zhao family, she had never seen this sister-in-law treat them so kindly.

Could it be that he has some plans for their two bedrooms?

Or maybe something happened to Xiaohe?

Mrs. Lin's eyes widened for a moment, but before she could say anything, Mrs. Zhao frowned and said, "Why did you come back by yourself? Where is that damn girl Xiaohe?"

"There is work at home, so I asked Xiaohe to do it first."

Zhao Ling put down the basket and said calmly, "I came here to ask mom if she has any honey locusts. We have run out of honey locusts at home, and we can't even wash Xiaohua's clothes."

When it came to the little girl, Mrs. Zhao turned her attention to Zhao Ling.

The little baby girl was holding Zhao Ling's shirt tightly, raising her head and looking at her timidly.

She has changed from her dirty look before. Today she is dressed neatly and her face is particularly fair and cute.

Her hair was washed to be smooth and shiny, and there were small hairpins on the left and right sides. She looked like a little rich boy, and she felt happy just looking at her.

Seeing Mrs. Zhao looking at her, she shrank timidly, but remembering what Zhao Ling had told her on the road, she braved herself and shouted softly: "Grandma~"

This was the first time that Mrs. Zhao heard Xiaohua call her grandma.

For some reason, her wrinkled face suddenly froze, and her heart trembled violently.

The original dislike towards the child disappeared with this sweet and cautious address.

She seemed to see what her daughter looked like when she was a child.

Mrs. Zhao opened her mouth and wanted to respond, but Xu Shi was really unfamiliar with such a scene. She tried hard for a long time, but she didn't shout out.

Zhao Ling also knew that she was not used to it, so he took the initiative and said, "Mom, are there any honey locusts at home?"

Mrs. Zhao came back to her senses and nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, mother will go get it for you right now."

After saying this, he turned around and ordered Mrs. Lin: "Boss, go get some honey locusts for your sister."

This thing is not a valuable thing. There are many on the mountain, so Lin immediately obeyed and went to get it.

Mrs. Zhao looked at the big one and the small one again and said: "Since everyone is here, just stay at home to eat, and then go back after eating."

Zhao Ling did not refuse and nodded in agreement.

The second daughter-in-law Yang took the initiative to take over the kitchen work. After Lin brought the honey locust to Zhao Ling, she hid aside.

Xiao Hua has been following Zhao Ling all this time, and finally seeing that no one was taking care of her, she let go of her courage and went for a walk.

When lunch was ready, Zhao Ling suddenly heard her crying.

Mrs. Zhao got up first, followed by Zhao Ling.

After the two went out, they saw Xiaohua coming in crying from outside the door, with blood dripping from her forehead.

Zhao Ling's pupils shrank, and Mrs. Zhao was also shocked and said: "Thousand-Knife Killer, who beat my granddaughter?"

Xiaohua threw herself into Zhao Ling's arms aggrievedly, but Zhao Ling didn't bother to comfort her and rushed out of the yard with a quick stride.

A group of boys in the village were laughing and watching the fun. When they saw Zhao Ling coming out, they dispersed like animals.

There was only one little boy who stayed where he was, looking at Zhao Ling with his neck raised proudly.

"I gave it a shot, how was it?"

He still held the stone in his hand, completely unaware that he had done something evil.

Zhao Ling frowned and picked up a stone from the ground.

When Mrs. Zhao saw this, she was about to stop her, but she saw that Zhao Ling had already thrown the stone out.

I don’t know if it’s because of the feel from my previous life, or because the three points of physical strength are a bonus.

The stone hit the boy's forehead impartially and with incomparable precision, exactly coinciding with the spot where the little flower was broken.

After the sharp pain came, the little boy paused and suddenly howled.

Soon, blood also appeared on his forehead.

Studio:

[Damn, bitch Zhao bullies children]

[What? Wasn’t it that naughty kid who got the first blow? 】

[That’s right, naughty children really hate them all their lives]

[Oops, Zhao Ningning suddenly impressed me]

[Although, I still feel a little happy. Why? 】

【Why has Zhao Ningning changed so much?】

[I also think she seems a little different, weird]

[If you haven’t read the forum, go check it out, the masters are analyzing Zhao Ningning’s strangeness]

【……】

Everyone in the live broadcast room was in high spirits, but Mrs. Zhao was dumbfounded.

After she came to her senses, she hurriedly pulled Zhao Ling's sleeve: "You want to die, that's..."

"What is that?" Zhao Ling interrupted directly, his eyebrows calm, "That's the dog that beat my daughter."

Mrs. Zhao: "..."

She looked at Zhao Ling at this moment, and the strange feeling came to her heart again.

In the past, Ning Ning would never stand up for a little girl, let alone the grandson of the patriarch.

Throughout Hexi Village, Mrs. Zhao was the only one who dared not provoke the patriarch's family, although she was famous for being fierce.

This is the person who holds the lifeblood of the Zhao family.

One "unvirtuous" word can cause her, Mrs. Zhao, to be expelled from the Zhao family and go back to her parents' home in despair.

But now, her daughter actually beat the grandson of the patriarch?

Mrs. Zhao was a little panicked and wanted to drag Zhao Ling to apologize. After Zhao Ling couldn't be dragged away, she hurriedly chased the child again.

The child had already been covering his forehead, crying loudly, and went home to find his parents.

Zhao Ling pouted and turned to look at Xiaohua.

The injury on the little girl's forehead was not serious, but because she was young and fair, it looked scary even if there was some blood.

But if it lasts for a few days, it won't be a big deal.

Seeing that she was still in tears, Zhao Ling picked her up and coaxed her: "Don't cry, mother has avenged you."

Xiaohua was very well-behaved and knew that her mother didn't have much patience. She immediately held back her tears and said, "Mom, Huahua doesn't hurt."

Zhao Ling sighed.

If she cries, Zhao Ling might really be impatient and bored.

He didn't cry or make a fuss, and he said such touching words, Zhao Ling only felt pity.

It turns out that not all children are bears, it's just that the ones she has been exposed to before are naughty.

Zhao Ling didn't stay to eat anymore, walked into the yard, picked up the basket, and took Xiaohua back to Qi's house in Hedong Village.

Zhao Xiaohe has returned to Qi's house and is cooking in the kitchen.

When she heard that Zhao Ling was back, she stuck her head out and greeted awkwardly: "Sister-in-law, are you back?"

Zhao Ling said "hmm" and carried Xiao Hua into the house.

Zhao Xiaohe remembered that he had left Zhao Ling behind, and suddenly felt guilty. He was also afraid of involving Ling Yehan again, so he hurriedly came out and said, "Sister-in-law, can you make noodles for lunch? I remember that you like to eat them."