Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again

  Chapter 27 beat her baby to death

  Backing to class, Lu Yu saw Wen Hua listless, and asked concerned, "You got scolded?"

   She nodded.

   "Oh, it's okay, just call the parents if you don't ask."

   "It's called, but it's Fu Ming's parents. We both have to write a self-criticism, four thousand words—"

  Wen Hua lay on the table and sighed, "How could such a thing happen? It's a disaster. Four thousand words, I won't even be able to sleep tonight."

  Lu Yu: "Although Fu Ming is very brave, he is still too impulsive."

   "Honestly, you really don't have any feelings for him?"

  Wen Wei shook her head slightly, "We don't understand."

   This incident caused quite a stir in the school. The next day, Fu Ming was called to his parents. In the office, his mother grabbed his ears and apologized to Wen Wei, and he was punished afterwards.

  The school's practice of killing chickens and monkeys on the other hand also curbs those puppy love students in the school who are risking signs of falling in love.

  Because of the obstacles of the school's parents, the two didn't have much contact afterwards. Fu Ming's wish came to nothing, and he made himself miserable. Thinking about it afterwards, he felt that he was impulsive.

   But when I was with my brothers, I always said that I don’t regret it. Whoever didn’t do crazy things for the girl he liked when he was young, he can brag about it for the rest of his life.

  —

  December, the little mung bean has full wings and grows up.

  Wen Hua and the others are considering whether to let it return to nature. It is winter now. Although Lucheng is located in the south without ice and snow, it is still not convenient for birds to forage outside in winter.

  But the little mung bean in the cage has been listless lately. It looks like he is suffering from depression, and he is not as lively as before. They guess it must be longing for freedom.

After raising it for a few more days, it was still sick. Wen Hua gritted her teeth, took it to the rooftop and opened the cage, "Birds have their own ambitions. If you yearn for the vast world outside and want to venture in by yourself, I don't care about you, but outside It's not as sinister as being in a cage, you have to think about it yourself."

   The little bird could not understand her words, it only stayed in her palm for a moment and then flew away.

  She was joking with her roommates, after keeping it for so long, she thought she was its whole world, but she didn't expect that she was just a passer-by in its life.

   Sure enough, flying things have no emotions.

   Actually quite sad, looking at the empty cage was sad for two days, and then she washed the cage and hung it up.

  But the more sad ones are behind.

  Wednesday afternoon, she went to the administration building to submit a document, and when she came back and passed the stone bench, she found a green feather on it.

   Pick it up and take a closer look, why does it look so much like the little mung bean?

  At that time, Fu Ming and Xie Jun happened to pass by. Seeing her, Fu Ming greeted her warmly, "Wen Hua, what are you looking at?"

  She raised the feather in her hand, "The color of this feather looks familiar, very similar to..."

  Xie Juan glanced at it, and said quickly: "Ah, yesterday Fu Ming shot a bird here. It's green and pretty."

  Wen Hua raised her eyes, "Slapped? What does it look like?"

   "The color of the bird is beautiful, and I even took a photo." He enthusiastically flipped through the photos for her to see.

  Fu Ming faintly sensed that something was wrong, and it was too late to stop him.

  The bird in the photo is perched on a withered tree branch, with bright green feathers, it is her little mung bean.

   "After it was knocked down, what did you do with it?"

  Xie Jun played foolishly, "This bird is small, so I couldn't help hitting it. The old man may have used too much force, or he hit something critical, and the bird died shortly after it fell."

  Fu Ming probably guessed that he had caused trouble, so he dared not look at her with a guilty conscience.

  Wen Hua opened her mouth slightly and was speechless for a long time.

   "It stays on the branch well, why do you beat it?"

   "He bought a new slingshot yesterday and said it was for practicing his hands... hey, don't cry, what's wrong with you?"

  Xie Jun realized something was wrong when she saw the mist in her eyes, "You raised that green bird?"

  Wen Wei looked at Fu Ming, who dared not look at her with downcast eyes, and asked, "Where's its corpse?"

  Fu Ming sounded like a mosquito, "Throw it in the trash can, sorry, I didn't know it was raised by you."

  Wen Wei clenched her hands, "Even if it was wild, I didn't offend you. Why did you kill it with a slingshot?"

  Fu Ming knew he was in the wrong, and the tall man who was about 1.8 meters lowered his head and apologized without confidence.

   With a sore nose, Wen Hua didn't listen to his apology and couldn't say anything excessive, and left with red eyes.

  Xi Mo met the person returning with red eyes, paused for a while and looked at Fu Ming, "Why did you mess with her?"

  Xie Jun folded his hands, "Fu Ming beat her baby to death."

   "Bird?"

   "Well, I just killed it yesterday, and it was discovered by its owner today. Old Fu, you are really miserable. I told you not to idle around."

  Fu Ming was discouraged, "Will she ignore me in the future?"

  Xie Jun shrugged, "It's hard to say, girls like small animals the most, not to mention they raised them by themselves, they treat them like their own babies, okay? You killed her baby, which mother can't be angry?"

"I knew I wouldn't play slingshot." Fu Ming sighed, "Old Xi, you are close to her, please apologize for me, she doesn't want to hear what I say, please help me explain a few words beside her, I really didn't mean it To put her baby to death."

  Xi Mo returned to class and saw Wen Wei doing a question with one hand clasped. He put a bottle of milk on her desk.

  Wen Hua took a look, then raised her eyes inexplicably, "For me?"

   "You brought me breakfast a few times before, and it's reciprocal."

  She pursed her lips, "Thank you."

  Xi Mo watched her for a few seconds, then said, "Fu Ming didn't do it on purpose, he accidentally hit her harder."

She lowered her eyes and tapped the pen tip on the paper, "It's useless to talk about it when it's dead. I worked so hard to raise it, and it abandoned me to be free for a few days. Now it's over, it's dead. "

  Her small face was a little stiff, and the angry look was not lethal, but had a kind of unconscious softness.

  Strange, obviously he is not short, and his appearance is not that sweet, no matter how you look at it, he has a charming appearance, but he has a surprisingly good personality.

   He said, "If you let him buy it, you will only be compensated?"

   "I don't care anymore, I was so clingy when I was a child, but when I grow up, I have to go far away and fly high, I don't have time to toss around."

  He stared at her slender eyebrows for a while, "How can you not be sad?"

  Wen Hua paused slightly.

  Is he caring about her emotions?

  Did Xi Mo take the wrong medicine today?

   After thinking about it, it must be entrusted by others.

  But since he asked the question, she didn't miss the opportunity, "Give me my necklace, and I won't be sad."

"another."

   "That's my necklace." She looked up at him, "Winter vacation is coming soon, my dad will ask me if he doesn't see the necklace."

  He looked down at her, and said slowly: "Now that things have happened, you still haven't admitted the bad things you did back then?"

  Wen Hua stared at him for a while, then looked away.

  She was sitting and he was standing. From this angle, he was too tall. Even when he was calm and speaking, his stern face was still very coercive.

  I think back then she could care about it for so long just by kissing him on the chin, and knowing that she had been seen, she had to trouble her every day.

   After all, no one can match this man's morality.

   "Give it to me before the winter vacation, otherwise it will be hard to explain to my dad."

   She was really sad that little mung bean died, but in the final analysis, she was soft-hearted and let him go. If she didn't let go, these things wouldn't happen.

  Fu Ming must have blamed himself too, she didn't blame him so much after she got too far.

  (end of this chapter)