Aunt Zhang sighed and took out a bottle of potion from the drawer. "Smear the wound on your face. It will be fine in a few days. It's not a problem to leave it like this."

Zong Yu's eyes flickered, and he reached out to take the potion, his forehead hair covering his eyebrows and eyes, and his tone was dry and thanked, "Thank you."

Aunt Zhang waved her hand and asked Zong Yu three yuan, "study hard and stay away from home in the future."

It's best to stay out of touch with those in the clan.

At the beginning of the 21st century, the Internet was still underdeveloped, and everyone's concern was basically the circle near home.

If something happens in a family, a large area of ​​people around you can know.

Zong Yu is a child adopted by the Zong family, and the neighbors around him know about it.

Zong Dawei and his daughter-in-law abused Zong Yan after they had a son. They beat him severely every three days. They also knew that.

At first they would persuade, but Zong Dawei and his wife used a broom to beat him away.

As time passed, everyone dared not persuade anymore.

Every time I see Zong Yan being beaten, I can only sneak a little relief to make his life less difficult.

Zong Yu took the beer in his hand and put the coin in the pocket of another school uniform. With a small face, the bruise on his face was heavier than before, and he looked terrible.

"Thank you Grandma Zhang, I'm going back."

Aunt Zhang liked Zong Ju, a well-behaved child, and she was good at studying. She grabbed a handful of candy from the counter and stuffed it to Zong Ju, and looked out the door vigilantly for fear of being seen by the two mean ghosts of the Zong family.

"It's not a good thing, take it and eat it, and come back if you want to eat it."

Zong Yu thanked him again, and put the candy wrapped in colorful sugar paper into the middle of the school bag, and took the beer out of the small shop where others could not easily find it.

It gets dark late in June, and people come and go from get off work.

Rong Huang pinched a stealth formula, hummed and climbed onto Zong Yan's shoulder, leaning against Zong Yan's neck, and whispering softly, "Aren't you angry?"

The warm air of the villain gushes down on the side of his neck, Zong Yan is a little itchy, but he can bear it.

Hearing Rong Huang's words, Zong Jue's dark eyes were indifferent to those of his peers, "Of course I am angry."

In the eyes of neighbors around him, Zong Ju was a pitiful little who was beaten and scolded, and he didn't hurt his parents.

But only Zong Yan knew that Zong Dawei slipped on the icy floor at night when he went to the toilet in the winter and broke his leg because he secretly poured water on the floor at the door of Zong Dawei at night.

Last year, Han Mei spent 20,000 yuan to open a fish pond, and then spent a few thousand dollars to buy fish fry. The fish died overnight because he poured pesticides in the fish pond.

At the beginning of this year, Zong Jianguo's winter vacation homework was thrown into the snow, and the pencil characters on it were all pasted up. It is also his masterpiece.

He has never been a good person. The hard life of these years has made him mature prematurely and let him know how to retaliate quietly.

Zong Yu kept walking under his feet, and from time to time people passing by greeted him.

Zong Yu tugged at the corners of the pan-white school uniform, thinking that if the little fairy knew he was a bad person, she would definitely leave him angrily?

Zong Yu silently felt the warm and sweet smell of Little Fairy, like the inferior milk powder that Zong Jianguo had drunk when he was a child, but it smelled much better than inferior milk powder.

In Zong Jianguo's words, it has a very high-end taste.

Zong Yu took the beer and entered the gate of the Zong family. Hearing Zong Jianguo's crying and crying, he suddenly made a decision in his heart.

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