I pampered my mother in the nurturing game

"I beat Dong Chen every day. His surname is also Dong, and the blood of the Dong family flows in his bones."

"To tell you the truth, the granddaughter you miss so much is also a fake. Your descendants have long since died."

"You've been meddling in other people's business all day long, and you don't want to see good things for others. When you died, no one carried your coffin or threw a basin. No one burned paper for you on Qingming Festival. Maybe no one in your family even knew about your death."

"This is all your fate!"

The old lady of the Dong family was poking Uncle Shen hard in the heart.

Seeing the crows nesting under the eaves frightened and trying to rush into the house with flapping wings, Dong Chen's father hurriedly closed the doors and windows.

He was really scared of being pecked by crows.

His mouth was pecked out. Fortunately, the weather was not warm yet, otherwise he would have been worried that pus would ooze out and maggots would develop.

Because of this mouth, he didn't even dare to leave the house, let alone go to work.

Dong Chen's father closed the window and stood next to the old lady of the Dong family with a fierce look. He thought he was great and confronted Uncle Shen.

However, the blood in his mouth and his uneven lips really affected his deterrence.

Uncle Shen frowned, his mind thinking a thousand times.

The words about the granddaughter that he missed so much were false. To his ears, it was like a heavy hammer that hit him with stars in his eyes and a roar in his ears.

He, he just hoped that this sentence was the nonsense of the old lady of the Dong family.

Otherwise, he was really afraid that his wife wouldn't be able to bear it.

Having hope dashed is more suffocating than never knowing there was hope.

Uncle Shen breathed out softly, suppressed the panic in his heart, and said expressionlessly, "I have been upright and upright in my life. I only need to have a clear conscience when I am alive. As for after I die..."

Uncle Shen frowned, and a curve suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You are dead, why do you care so much?"

"Besides, I treat people with sincerity, and there will always be old friends who can help me rest in peace after my death, and who can also help take care of my old wife."

"Telling this to a humble person like you is simply playing the piano to an ox."

"Boy Chen is indeed your grandson, but as a neighbor, he calls me Grandpa Shen and also calls me Master. Back then, I closed my eyes and listened without protecting Xiaoxiao. I can't helplessly look at Xiaoxiao, whom I have always loved. My brother was beaten to death."

"You don't hurt Mr. Chen, just smile and it hurts."

Dong Chen's father vomited a mouthful of blood and laughed wildly and sarcastically, "If you are so kind-hearted, will you collude with the Yu family and send my family into this?"

"Dong Chen is a motherless child now, and you are pretending to be kind again."

"If you really care about Dong Chen, go and convince that old immortal of the Yu family..."

"You are the immortal!" Yu Feiwan glared at Dong Chen's father, "With your face, even eighteen generations of our ancestors will have no peace in the underworld."

Think she is dead?

Scolding the old lady in front of her?
Dong Chen's father had a ferocious expression on his face and gritted his teeth, "You are a little whore who has no one to teach you. Your sick father and country bumpkin mother can't teach you. I will teach you what politeness is."

Yu Feiwan sneered and looked at Dong Chen's father provocatively, "Isn't that polite enough? You are using honorifics, and you are also greeting your ancestors."

"This is obviously a sign of respect."

Are you planning to beat her up?
Beat him up, beat him up quickly, if he dares to strike, she won't be able to kill this bitch with electric shock.

But with the presence of Uncle Shen, who was ready to attack immediately, Dong Chen's father had no chance of touching Yu Feiwan.

Yu Feiwan couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart.

No, are those crows that knock on the door okay?

It's such a thin wooden door, can't it be opened?

Doesn’t it mean that products produced by the system must be high-quality products?
Under Yu Feiwan's repeated questioning, the system was speechless.

The next second, the crowd of crows seemed to have grown brains and opened the door as one united effort. The crows flew towards the old lady of the Dong family and Dong Chen's father.

This time, it wasn’t just pecks on the lips.

All over his body, he pecked wherever he could find it.

Dong Chen's father covered his key parts and jumped up and down to avoid the crows.

After all, the old lady of the Dong family was too old to dodge and was pecked badly.

Uncle Shen: It seems that crows really distinguish between good and evil.Dong Chen: It seems that the crow really has a spirit and was sent by my sister to claim my life.

Even if his sister died, she still loved him and was reluctant to let the crow hurt him in the slightest.

Dong Chen's eyes were moist and he had mixed feelings.

He really missed his sister.

But, my grandma and my parents said that the dead are dead, and the living must be taken care of first.

Uncle Shen stopped paying attention to the farce in the room. He held the stunned Dong Chen with one hand and Yu Feiwan with the other and strode away.

Shen's courtyard.

separated by a wall.

Great difference.

The moment Aunt Shen saw Dong Chen, she frowned slightly, as if she was unhappy and disgusted.

Obviously, he was still concerned about Dong Chen's confusion that night.

Dong Chen kept his head lowered, like a puppet on strings.

"Honey, go find the anti-inflammatory and hemostatic potion that Sister Zhang sent you that day."

"I'll take Mr. Chen to rinse his nose with cold water first."

Dong Chen's nosebleeds were gurgling as if he were asking for money.

Yu Feiwan saw Aunt Shen's displeasure, stepped forward and took Aunt Shen's arm, whispering, "Grandma Shen, he, he helped me."

Aunt Shen's pupils shrank and she looked at Yu Feiwan suspiciously.

Yu Feiwan nodded.

Aunt Shen's face improved a little, and she went back to the house to look through the box for medicine.

Dong Chen's nosebleed finally stopped. Uncle Shen used iodine to lightly smear the wound on the corner of Dong Chen's mouth, and said distressedly, "You kid usually looks smart and lively. Why are you so stupid now? Standing still and being raped by your grandma." Fight with your dad."

"Such a big thing happened, and they are both very angry."

Dong Chen's eyes dimmed, and no matter what Uncle Shen said, there was no response.

"Were you standing guard outside the alley yesterday?"

Yu Feiwan, who was standing leaning against the table, suddenly spoke.

Although it was a question, the tone was extremely affirmative.

"Even if I didn't call the police yesterday, would you still have snatched Pengpeng back from the kidnapper?"

Dong Chen's body trembled slightly and he wanted to raise his head, but he raised it halfway and dropped it again.

"Then why do you still remind me in a subtle way?"

Now that she has been reminded, she will not remain indifferent.

As a good law-abiding citizen, if your legitimate rights and interests are infringed, you must naturally choose to use legal weapons to protect yourself.

She is here to pamper and raise Ping Ping, not to act as a legal person who ignores the law.

Not to mention, she had just thought of the possibility of Dong Chen guarding outside the alley.

For a while, just when Yu Feiwan thought Dong Chen would not answer again, Dong Chen spoke in a hoarse voice.

"You don't have to thank me, and you don't have to think that I'm a good person."

"That's not a reminder."

"I never thought you could be so keenly aware of something unusual and make quick judgments and decisions."

"I just want to sell you a good deal to make my conscience feel better. It's best to become friends with you."

"I'm not standing guard outside the alley because of your stupid brother."

"Primary school students, are they so smart as you that they can't be deceived?"