Rebirth 70: The Fat Wife is Turning Over

It was a little boy, thin and small. His age could not be guessed. He might be seven or eight years old, five or six years old, or even ten years old.

The little boy was not dressed dirtyly, but plainly.

He was wearing a washed-out army green clothes that obviously didn't fit him and hung loosely around his body. At first glance, he looked like the leftovers of an older child.

The little boy had a dull expression on his face, not happy at all.

I am following several children, big and small, cleaning the streets on the side of the road. Some are sweeping the road and some are wiping the trash cans on the side of the road.

At first glance, it looks like some kind of activity organized by learning.

Suddenly, a boy cleaning the trash can walked up to the little boy, snatched the broom from his hand, and put the rag in his hand into his hand.

"You, go clean the trash can for me!" the big boy ordered.

The little boy's eyes widened. He was not afraid of the big boy who was two heads taller than him. He threw the rag on him and shouted: "That's your task, you do it yourself!"

"Now it's your mission! Whatever I say is yours is yours!" The big boy picked him up by his collar.

The little boy immediately kicked him.

The two men started fighting instantly.

The other children either laughed or looked on expressionlessly. No one started a fight, but some clapped and some cheered.

The little boy is thin, but he is very strong. He cannot hit or reach, but he can bite.

He took the opportunity to bite the older boy's palm and refused to let go.

The boy was in pain but couldn't shake him off, so he picked up his fist and hit his head hard.

One by one, hit him to death.

"Stop!" Anyang suddenly shouted.

The driver also noticed the excitement in front of him, and the car happened to drive beside him, so he stepped on the brakes.

But before the car stopped, Anyang rushed down.

The sharp nails clawed at the big boy's face instantly.

The boy didn't check, and he was suddenly caught with a face all over his face.

Anyang raised the heavy handbag again and smashed it.

The older boy was only about twelve or thirteen years old. He was not short but also thin. He quickly let go.

Anyang did not pursue, but turned to look at the little boy sitting on the ground who was hit.

"How are you?" she asked nervously.

The little boy looked confused, with blood coming out of his nose and mouth. He didn't know if his nose had just been smashed or if his brain had been smashed.

Anyang immediately bent down to pick him up, put him in the car, and shouted to the driver: "Go to the hospital! Hurry!"

The driver was a local, sent here by Liu Ming, and the car belonged to the Liu family. He was not familiar with Anyang, but he suddenly felt that this woman was so kind.

Anyang lowered his head and looked at the little boy's face. He looked 70% or 80% similar to her before, and the remaining 20% ​​resembled his damn father.

It was exactly the opposite from when he was a child, when he was more like Du Hanliang, but he didn't expect that the older he gets, the more he looks like her.

The little boy wiped the nosebleed, climbed down from Wen Jing, sat next to her, and looked at her warily: "Who are you? Where are you taking me?"

"I, I am a kind person and will take you to the hospital." Anyang said.

Good Samaritan?

The little boy's eyes were still alert, and there was even a touch of sarcasm on his face. He had never seen a kind person before! All adults are hypocritical and terrible!

She didn't know who sent him to torture him!

"What's your name?" Anyang asked calmly.

"Don't you know?" the little boy said sarcastically: "My name is Party Patriot!"

Anyang was stunned. Did he admit the wrong person?

She looked at the boy's face again. If he only looked like her, he might admit his mistake, but if he looked like both her and Du Hanliang, there shouldn't be another child in the world, right?

"How old are you?" Anyang asked.

The little boy snorted coldly and said nothing.

"Do you want to inform your family? Where are your parents?" Anyang asked again.

The little boy just looked at her, and the last question seemed like she really didn't know who he was.

Those who came to bully him directly called him a bastard without a father and a mother, saying that his father was a prisoner in a labor camp and his mother was a murderer, no matter how unpleasant it sounded.

No one is playing dumb on this issue.

"My parents are both dead," the little boy said.

"Then, whose house do you live in?" Anyang asked again.

The little boy looked at her strangely. Did he really not know him?

"I live in an orphanage." The little boy wiped his nosebleed and said.

"Why do you live in an orphanage? Don't you have any other relatives? Grandpa and grandma..." Anyang suddenly thought that his grandparents should have died long ago, right?

This is especially true for grandma and grandpa...

"Don't you have any uncles or aunts?" Anyang asked.

Whether it's the Du family or her family, they are all a big family. Isn't there anyone who can give a child a bite to eat?

"They are all dead." The little boy said coldly.

"Impossible!" Anyang blurted out.

The little boy looked at her strangely.

Anyang fell silent.

Planning to check back.

The Du family may not be alive now because she was poisoned before, but the Wen family brothers and sisters, she has not been poisoned, should all be alive.

No one cares about him?

Even if they don’t want to, the law doesn’t allow it!

How could he be allowed to go to an orphanage when he had uncles and aunts?

The little boy said nothing, and the hospital arrived soon.

After some examination, he was fine. The nosebleed was a problem with his nose, not his brain.

Anyang drove him again and sent him back to the orphanage.

When she saw him going in by a familiar route, she believed that he really lived in the orphanage.

She went directly to Liu Ming and asked about the Du family's affairs in a roundabout way.

This is easy to find out, it was a matter within the circle, and it was quite sensational at the time.

Liu Ming lamented: "The Du family is all dead. Who would have thought that just because he married a woman with such a heart as a snake, he would wipe out such a big family! It's so cruel, so cruel."

Anyang looked curious and said: "I also heard someone say something occasionally today, and I am very curious, how could such a thing happen? How dare she, a woman, really dare to poison so many people?"

"Yes, yes." Liu Ming was also very flattering to this close disciple of Master An, and he immediately said something.

He described what happened back then in detail, and also the current situation of the Du family.

Du Hanliang was in prison before. As a result, he was already in poor health and was poisoned. He died within two years.

Even the old people of the Du family couldn't bear it. The young people resisted for a while, but in the past few years they have been dying one after another.

The remaining one or two are also marginal figures. They were slightly poisoned before and were barely breathing.

There are also some people who are not poisoned. They have been marginalized in recent years due to various things and no longer belong to the circle. Liu Ming doesn't pay attention to them.

But these people held a grudge. Originally, the Du family had planted a big tree so that they could enjoy the shade and have a bright future, but it was all ruined by Wen Jing.

So they bullied the children Wen Jing left behind when they had nothing to do.

As for why the Wen family didn't adopt the child, Liu Ming didn't know, and Wen Jing didn't need to ask. There must be a way to get rid of the selfishness of those people.

hateful!

She suppressed her temper and left Liu's house. When she went out, she saw an unexpected person.

Hua Zhao stood at the door of Liu's car, chatting with the driver.

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