President, my wife has returned to her mother's house

Chapter 28 Beat her little baby to death
Back in class, Lu Yu saw Wen Hua listless and asked with concern: "Were you scolded?"

She nodded.

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

"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 such a disaster. With four thousand words, I can't even think of sleeping tonight."

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

"Honestly, do you really have no feelings for him at all?"

Wen Hua shook her head gently, "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.

On the other hand, the school's practice of killing chickens to scare monkeys also curbs those students in the school who are showing signs of puppy love.

Because of the obstacles of the school's parents, the two didn't have much contact afterwards. Fu Ming's wish fell through, and he made himself miserable. Thinking about it afterwards, he felt that he was impulsive.

But when he was with his brothers, he always said that he didn’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.

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In December, the little mung beans have full wings and have grown up.

Wen Hua and the others were considering whether to let it return to nature. It was winter now, and although Lucheng was located in the south without ice and snow, it was still inconvenient for the birds to forage outside in winter.

But the little mung bean in the cage has been listless recently. It looks like it is suffering from depression and is not as lively as before. They guessed that it is longing for freedom.

After raising it for a few more days, it was still very sick. Wen Hua gritted her teeth and took it to the rooftop to open the cage. "Every bird has its own ambitions. If you yearn for the vast world outside and want to go out on your own, I don't care about you, but outside." The danger is not like being in a cage, you have to think about it yourself."

The little bird couldn't understand her words. It only stayed in her hand for a moment and then flew away.

She joked with her roommates that after raising it for such a long time, she thought she was its whole world, but she didn’t expect that she was just a passerby in its life.

Sure enough, flying things have no emotions.

In fact, it was quite sad. I felt sad for two days looking at the empty birdcage. Later, she cleaned the cage and hung it up.

But it’s even sadder behind.

On 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.

I picked it up and took a closer look. Why did it look like the one on the little mung bean?

Fu Ming and Xie Juan happened to be passing by at that time. When they saw her, Fu Ming greeted her enthusiastically, "Wen Hua, what are you looking at?"

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

Xie Juan glanced at it and said quickly: "Ah, yesterday Fu Ming shot a bird here. It was green and very beautiful."

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

"The color of the bird is beautiful. I even took a photo." He enthusiastically turned over the photos to show her.

But Fu Ming vaguely sensed something was wrong, and it was too late to stop him.

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

"After you beat it down, what did you do with it?"

Xie Jun was careless, "This bird has a small frame, so I couldn't help but hit it. The old man may have used too much force, or maybe he hit a vital part, and the bird died soon after it fell."

Fu Ming probably guessed that he was in trouble, so he felt guilty and did not dare to look at her.

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

"It's staying on the branch just fine. Why do you want to hit it?"

"He bought a new slingshot yesterday. He said he wanted to practice his skills... Hey, don't cry. What's wrong with you?"

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

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

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

Wen Hua clenched her hands, "Even if it's wild, it doesn't offend you. Why did you kill it with a slingshot?"

Fu Ming knew he was wrong, the tall man 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 who was returning with red eyes. He paused for a moment and looked at Fu Ming, "Why did you offend her?"

Xie Juan held his hands and said, "Fu Ming beat her little baby to death."

"Little bird?"

"Well, it was just beaten to death yesterday, and its owner discovered it today. It's really miserable for you, old man. I tell you to stop idleness."

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

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

"I should have known better than to play with the slingshot." Fu Ming sighed, "Old Xi, if you are close to her, please help me apologize. She doesn't want to hear what I say. Please help me explain a few words beside her. I really didn't mean it. It will kill her baby."

When Xi Mo returned to class, he saw Wen Hua doing a question with one hand bent, so he put a bottle of milk on her table.

Wen Hua glanced at it and raised her eyes inexplicably, "For me?"

"You have brought me breakfast a few times before, and I reciprocate the courtesy."

She pursed her lips and said, "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 tip of her pen on the paper, "What's the use of saying this even if it's dead? I worked hard to raise it, but it abandoned me and only got a few days of freedom. Now it's better, it's gone." "

Her small face was a little stiff, and her angry look was not lethal, but rather soft without knowing it.

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

He said, "Let him buy it and only compensate you?"

"I won't raise him any more. He was so clingy when he was a child. When he grows up, he has to go far away. I don't have time to worry about it."

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

Wen Hua paused slightly.

Is he concerned about her emotions?

Did Xi Mo take the wrong medicine today?

Then I thought about it, I must have been entrusted by someone.

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, "It's almost winter vacation. My dad would question me if he didn't see the necklace."

He looked down at her and said slowly: "Even now, you still don't admit the bad things you did back then?"

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

She was sitting while he was standing. From this angle, he was too tall. His stern face was still very coercive even when he was speaking calmly.

I thought she would care so long about just kissing him on the chin, knowing that she was being looked at, but she still had to trouble her every day.

After all, this man is unparalleled when it comes to being a man.

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

She was really sad that Little Mung Bean died, but in the final analysis, she was soft-hearted and let it go. If she hadn't let it go, these things wouldn't have happened.

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

(End of this chapter)