Confiscated and exiled?Phew, I emptied the warehouse first

Chapter 198

Ma Fengya's laughter was like a silver bell, and her big eyes were blinking, giving off an eccentric energy.

"Tell me, tell me, what's the bad news?"

Ma Fengya always felt that she was going to die tomorrow, and she was afraid that no news would be worse than this.

It was precisely because she was about to die that she came out to enjoy herself today.

Because of this, I met Su Mo by chance.

So when faced with Su Mo's bad news, she was more curious.

Su Mo deliberately teased Ma Fengya:

"There are many ways to die. I heard that people who are thrown into the river and drowned will have swollen bodies, blue/purple faces, and protruding eyeballs..."

As Su Mo said this, he rubbed his shoulders with his hands, his eyes showing fear, as if he was extremely frightened.

No matter how indifferent Ma Fengya acted, she was still only thirteen or fourteen years old. Although she usually knew the Three-legged Cat Kung Fu and had a carefree personality, she still felt nervous when facing death.

In addition, Su Mo said that the situation after death was so ugly. Ma Fengya was at the age where she loves beauty. She immediately covered her ears and exclaimed: "Don't listen, don't listen, you bastard is chanting sutras."

"Hahaha..." Su Mo was laughing. She thought Ma Fengya was really funny.

In her previous life, she actually had a little friend.

At that time, the stepmother/daughter always made trouble and made everyone isolate her. Only her little friend stayed with her regardless of other people's opinions.

I remember one time, my friend learned that she had the habit of having nightmares at night, and gave Su Mo a wind chime the next day.

He said that when he listened to the ringtone, he thought he was a friend accompanying him.

However, as soon as she hung the wind chime next to her bed at night, her stepmother falsely accused her of stealing money to buy things, and encouraged her father to beat her.

The wind chime was even torn to pieces by the stepmother/daughter.

That time, Su Mo looked like he was dying, enduring the beating from his father and struggling with his stepmother's daughter.

It is conceivable that Su Mo cannot get any advantage.

However, the stepmother/daughter was also pulled by her hair and slapped several times.

The stepmother's daughter howled in pain.

That day, her head was broken, and her father stopped.

Before her father stopped, she was hitting her stepmother's daughter with fists and fists, without any hesitation.

When Su Mo woke up, she was in her room. She was still bleeding and had a band-aid on her head. She didn't even send her to the hospital, so the matter was resolved.

However, Su Mo felt that she probably had a hard life, so it was gratifying that she survived in such a home.

The next day, the stepmother's daughter still acted like a bitch and publicized the incident in school, saying that Su Mo stole money to buy wind chimes and was beaten by family members, and then portrayed herself as a victim.

That was true. Su Mo was criticized verbally and almost drowned in spittle.

Even on the table, someone had written the word "thief" on her while she was going to the toilet between classes.

Seeing this, the friend just hugged Su Mo and apologized. Su Mo didn't even cry, but she cried extremely miserably and was out of breath.

"Momo, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." She was also used to replacing Su Mo with "Momo".

"Momo, does it hurt?" She touched the band-aid on Su Mo's head with trembling hands, and then pulled it back as if she was electrocuted.

"Those people are such assholes."

"Believe me, I won't let you suffer in vain."

The big golden beans on the little friend's face crackled and fell down, as if she was the one who was wronged by the beating.

But in Su Mo's impression, his friend was cheerful, optimistic, straight-tempered, even a little hot-tempered, but absolutely as happy as a little sparrow.Su Mo had never seen her cry before. That was the first time Su Mo saw her cry and the last time he saw her cry.

The friends argued hard, but no one believed her. Instead, they said that she lied for Su Mo because of her good relationship with Su Mo, and that she was a liar.

Su Mo couldn't figure out how he could be so malicious even though he was a small child.

But oftentimes, human nature is like this.

If you are strong, there will be many licking dogs around you; if you are weak, everyone will want to step on you to show that you are strong.

No one expected that when the friend came back that afternoon, he actually brought a fruit knife.

She stabbed her desk with a knife, stepped on the seat very boldly, hugged me close to her, and announced loudly:
"I'm telling you bastards, Su Mo will be mine from now on. Keep your mouth shut, otherwise..."

She pulled the knife out of the table and pointed it at the class: "I will let you go in with a white knife and come out with a red knife. If you don't believe me, just try it."

"By the way, let me tell you, I bought that wind chime as a gift to Su Mo. If I hear any gossip again, I will tear her mouth to pieces."

In Su Mo's eyes, the image of his friend instantly rose to N levels.

Of course, this matter was brought to the attention of the teacher, and the boy was punished by calling his parents.

At that time, my friend looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, holding a toothpick in his mouth:
"The worst case scenario is that I'll get a beating. It doesn't matter. But our Comrade Zhang won't let me suffer in vain."

Sure enough, the teacher said that the kid brought a knife to school, violated school rules, disrupted school order, and wanted to expel the kid.

Comrade Zhang from my friend's house picked up a mop and started beating him in front of the school teachers.

The little friend didn't cry a word and frowned not admitting his mistake.

The teachers were shocked. How could any parent hit their children like that in front of them?
Such a thick mop stick can be rubbed directly on the body.

As soon as the teachers stopped him, the little friend was like pouring beans through a bamboo tube. Balabala told all his grievances.

It was so loud that it could be heard in the entire corridor outside the office.

It was clearly a gift for a good friend, but he was accused of being a liar, and even his good friend was innocently affected.

Comrade Lao Zhang gave up as soon as he heard this.

I also spanked my child, and it’s not the child’s fault. The school should do whatever it wants to correct it, and it must give an explanation.

In the office, teachers from several classes were present, and the matter was a big deal at that time.

Originally, the head teacher in Su Mo's class wanted to fool this matter and make it a big deal.

As a result, Comrade Lao Zhang had the same stubborn temper as his friend, so he took the class teacher to the place where his friend bought wind chimes and confirmed that the thing was bought by his friend. It was obvious that his friend had been greatly wronged.

Comrade Lao Zhang's temper was like a firecracker. It made a lot of noise when it was set off. He almost beat up the class teacher with his fist.

He also claimed that if he didn’t give an explanation for this matter, he would keep making trouble.

He threatened the class teacher, and if he didn't succeed, he would go to the director, the principal, or bring a banner to the school to cause trouble, and he might even go to the Education Bureau.

In the end, the matter came to an end when many classmates were called to their parents, and even Su Mo's stepmother/daughter was beaten.

Afterwards, the friend bared his teeth and showed Su Mo the bruises on his legs, and said viciously: "Lao Zhang is so ruthless, he's such a bad thing."

But she smiled and never cried out in pain.

Su Mo burst into tears.

She suddenly understood the feeling of her little friend holding her and crying.

Just like she is now.

She herself was targeted and never felt sad, but seeing her friend with a bright smile on her face, she felt a dull pain in her heart.

(End of this chapter)