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Chang'an's eyes widened instantly because she recognized that it was her uncle who was running over.

Just as she was about to scream, she saw her uncle tripping over something and falling heavily to the ground.

The three chasing people all had wooden sticks, axes and other objects in their hands. They rushed directly to the fallen person and tried to beat him down with sticks and poles in their hands.

"Stop!" Mrs. Wu also saw her husband fall, screamed in fright, and ran over with Chang An in her arms.

As he approached, he realized that he was still holding his little niece.

After putting down Chang'an, Wu immediately picked up a palm-sized stone from the ground and threw it at those people.

Bang!

"Ouch!"

The stone hit a man on the head without any bias, knocking him to the ground immediately.

The remaining two people were shocked when they saw this. They subconsciously took a few steps back and looked at the person with caution.

Song Sanshun took this opportunity to get up from the ground, stood with his wife, clenched the woodcutter in his hand, and confronted the two.

Wu glanced at her husband and saw that his face was covered in blood. She asked anxiously, "What's going on? Where are you injured? Why are they chasing you?"

Of course Song Sanshun knew why they beat him, but he didn't know that the Zhao family was so courageous that they actually wanted to kill him.

But now is not the time to answer questions, Song Sanshun asked his wife to step back: "Take Chang'an first, I will hold off."

He couldn't defeat three people, but now that there were only two left, he could fight to the death.

The remaining two people were Song Jizu and his cousin Zhao Quan. They couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that the person coming was Wu.

But the one lying on the ground seemed to be in bad condition. His head was smashed and blood flowed all over his head and face.

"Bitch! You killed someone, just wait and pay for it with your life!" Song Jizu sneered sinisterly and pressed forward step by step with a pole in hand.

"You were the ones who committed the crime first! Even if we go to the government, it's none of our business." Wu was shaking with fear. She turned around to hug Chang'an, but found that Chang'an was gone.

She screamed in fear and looked around. Suddenly she saw Chang An squatting in the grass and ran over quickly.

Huahua was also with her little master, looking warily at Song Jizu and the two men holding poles, with a cold light bursting out of her golden vertical pupils.

Wu picked up Chang An and turned around and ran away.

Although she is worried about her husband, if she stays, she will definitely be a burden to him.

Wu didn't see it, Huahua rushed out from the grass, jumped up somehow, and rushed towards Song Jizu's door.

The sharp cat claw grew out at this moment, and scratched Song Jizu's face like a steel claw.

"Ah!" Song Jizu was caught off guard and was grabbed hard by Huahua. Several deep blood marks instantly appeared on his face. If he hadn't blocked it in time, his eyeballs would have been scratched out by Huahua.

He immediately protected his face and waved his hands around, causing the pole in his hand to fall to the ground.

Song Sanshun rushed over in a few steps, grabbed the pole and hit Song Jizu hard.

Earlier on the mountain, Song Ji's ancestor hit him with a pole. If he hadn't been careful, he would have fallen in the mountain now.

After a few poles were lowered, Song Jizu and his little cousin, who lost their weapons, turned around and ran away, not caring about the man who fell to the ground.

Song Sanshun didn't catch up and limped back.

This is the territory of Zhaojiacun. People named Zhao can always find a few helpers here, so he cannot be willing to fight.

Song Sanshun and his wife ran home with little Chang'an in their arms, and Huahua followed behind them.

It was noon, and many villagers saw Song Sanshun with blood on his head and face, and came over to ask: "What's going on?"

Song Sanshun sat in his yard and let his wife wipe the blood on his face.

There was a bulge on his head, and there were bruises and swellings on his arms and back, all from being beaten with the poles of Song Jizu and his cousin.

"Song Jizu collaborated with the Zhao family to harm me." Song Sanshun said truthfully.

Song Laoliu exploded when he heard this: "What? How dare that beast? Does Uncle Baqi know?"

Song Sanshun laughed at himself: "I guess I know." After all, it was his father who tried his best to let him go to the Zhao family.

Song Laoliu slapped his thigh angrily, "I'll go find Uncle Baqi and ask him what he means?"

Qian grabbed her husband and whispered: "Tell the patriarch about this first. What's the point of going to Uncle Baqi? Can you beat him or something?"

When Song Laoliu heard this, he immediately ran to find the clan leader.

Something like this happened in the village, and this revenge must be avenged, otherwise the people of Songjia Village would not be bullied to death when they went outside?

A group of people came and left noisily. Little Changan huddled in his uncle's arms and wanted to treat him with Xiaozhuzhu.

But the little Miaomiao in the palm of her hand began to be disobedient again, and no matter how she called, she wouldn't come out.

Chang'an blinked, vaguely understanding.

It seems that Xiao Miaomiao can only use it once a day. She has already used it once today, so she doesn't obey her orders.

What can we do? Uncle has a lot of injuries on his body, it must be very painful.

Chang'an touched his uncle's injured arm, feeling a little sad.

That uncle is so evil. When I have the strength, I will definitely avenge him!

The three-year-old kid clenched his fists and made up his mind secretly.

Huahua squatted next to her little master, staring at Chang'an's little hand without blinking.

Just before, the little master gave it a ball of light, and as a result Huahua became very strong and powerful. The thin little kitten claws instantly turned into lynx-like sharp claws, which could scratch human skin in one go.

If she didn't want to protect her little master, Huahua would have wanted to scratch the human a few more times. He would definitely be able to scratch him and he wouldn't even recognize his mother.

Huahua licked her paws, feeling a little regretful.

It meowed at its little master and nuzzled her with its head: Why not go to the bamboo forest to catch pheasants now?

My claws are so powerful, it would be a pity not to catch chickens.

Chang'an looked at Huahua and understood what it meant.

Touching Huahua's back, the little doll stammered: "Okay, okay."

She couldn't treat her uncle today, so she would catch a pheasant to replenish his body and make him recover faster.

Later, while everyone was gathered around his uncle, Chang An took a small shovel and went out.

She didn't go from her uncle's house, but went to the other side.

Goudan saw Chang'an running toward the bamboo forest behind the village, and followed him: "Chang'an, where are you going?"

Chang'an turned around and saw his friend and said, "Catch the pheasant!"

Goudan's eyes lit up when he heard this: "I'll go too."

"Yes." Chang'an nodded and said seriously: "I'll catch him, I'll give you some meat to eat."

Goudan grinned widely and nodded heavily: "Let's catch a few more and give some to my parents when the time comes."

It was as if they were not going to catch pheasants, but were going to the chicken coop to catch chickens.

Two children, one large and one small, followed a big cat into a bamboo forest.

Goudan kept chattering along the way: "Chang'an, be careful of the green bamboo leaves. My father said that there are venomous snakes in the bamboo forest, and even gods can't save you from being bitten."

Changan nodded.

She was careful, but it was difficult to walk in the bamboo forest. There were many potholes and she would trip over if she wasn't careful.

"My father also said that you can't dig bamboo shoots here, otherwise people will come and beat you." This bamboo forest is owned by an owner. If a child is found digging bamboo shoots without permission, the owner will come to the door and scold him for three days and three nights.

Changan nodded again.

She didn't want to dig bamboo shoots, but she couldn't.

Goudan: "My father also said that children cannot enter the bamboo forest by themselves, otherwise they will be killed by wild wolves."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Changan turned to face him and booed: "Don't, don't make noise. There are, there are pheasants."

He kept buzzing, scaring away the pheasants.

Goudan blinked and had to shut up.

However, he looked left and right and couldn't see the pheasant.