Confiscated and exiled?Phew, I emptied the warehouse first

Chapter 90 The victim cannot be blamed
Yan Yan's face turned blue, and he called him a toad, but he actually said he was a toad.

Simply unforgivable.

"My eyes have been opened today. I tell you clearly that I hate you. You can get out of here. If you come closer to me again, I will beat you until your mother doesn't recognize you. If you don't believe me, try it!"

Yan Yan was stunned by Su Mo, his eyes filled with disbelief.

This woman really dares to talk to herself like this?Haven't I already promised her? Why is she still dissatisfied?

Su Mo paused for a few breaths, but when he saw the sternness, he refused to leave, and immediately stopped inking. Some people are just cheap, and they can't use their mouths, so they have to take action directly.

She was not hesitant, her hands turned into claws, and she grabbed the clothes on Yan's back with force, then threw Yan Yan out with a slap.

"Ah~"

The sudden weightlessness of his body and the pain of friction with the shackles made Yan Yan scream out in surprise.

"boom…"

His body flew several meters away and fell heavily to the ground, knocking him to pieces and making him dizzy.

Yan Yi only felt that something heavy had been released in his heart, and he felt particularly happy.

Su Mo didn't play according to common sense.

Most people are most taboo about brothers fighting against each other. If there really is something going on, they won't bring it to the table. It's just a little backstabbing move.

This is especially true for officials, who have to pretend to be brothers and sisters. No one cares about how hard they work in secret, but once it is revealed openly, someone will have their backs broken.

Especially the younger ones must be respectful to the older ones.

But Su Mo doesn't care about this at all. It doesn't matter whether you are a brother or an elder. As long as you make me unhappy, I will scold you until you are unhappy. At worst, she can directly attack. Anyway, she is very strong.

Yan Conngling clapped her hands and laughed loudly: "Aunt Mighty, aunt, is the stern uncle just now the one my aunt said..." Yan Conling thought for a while, "What word is that?"

She scratched her head and scratched her head, but when she wanted to say something, she couldn't remember it.

After staring at Yan Yan for a few seconds, until she saw Yan Yan reluctantly getting up from the ground, Yan Congling suddenly had an idea in her mind: "Are you a gentle scum?"

Su Mo praised: "Xiao Ling'er uses words very well, a child can be taught~"

Yan Yi blinked on the side and once again felt that there was nothing wrong with Su Mo's education method.

After Yan Congling smiled, she felt a little uncomfortable: "Uncle, Xiao Ling'er wants to ask you something."

Su Mo smiled gently: "Well, you ask."

Yan Conling lowered her head and said in a low voice: "Yan Congrui has a fever. Will he die without medicine?"

Su Mo asked: "Are you worried or scared?"

Yan Congling raised her head and stared into Su Mo's eyes seriously: "Uncle, Xiao Ling'er is scared."

"Oh?"

"Yan Congrui got a fever because I stuffed bugs in his collar. I was afraid that if he died, it would be me who killed him. When he bullied me, I really wanted him to go to hell right away, but I was afraid of his death. "

Yan Congling shook her head again: "I'm not afraid that he will die, I'm afraid that I will kill someone. Does that mean I am killing someone?"

The originally smiling face turned pale.

Such a young child has to endure this. Thinking about this, Su Mo felt a little distressed.

She held Yan Conngling in her arms and asked softly: "Then why did Xiao Ling'er stuff bugs into Yan Congrui's collar?"

Yan Congling was very angry when she thought about it: "He knew that I was afraid of bugs, so he wanted to use bugs to harm me. He and Yan Congxin used bugs to scare me before, and I was bitten by bugs, my arms were swollen, and I had a fever for two days. God."

Su Mo asked again: "If Xiao Ling'er didn't fight back this time, but was scared by the bugs, would she still have a fever?" Yan Congling thought seriously: "She would be scared, but I don't know if she would have a fever." Woolen cloth."

"What if you have a fever? There may be no medicine on the way to exile."

"Then will I die?" Yan Conling asked cautiously.

"This is a question of probability. My aunt can't give you a definite answer, but even if she didn't have a fever, Xiao Ling'er was by the river at that time. What would happen if she was frightened and fell into the river? Can you swim?"

Yan Congling fell into deep thought.

"Xiao Ling'er, you have to remember that we cannot argue that the victim is guilty. You are just protecting yourself. There is nothing inherently wrong with this."

After saying that, Su Mo let Yan Conngling digest this by himself.

After all, others can only provide reference, and no one can help her get out of the shadow in her heart.

If Yan Conling really needs it, as long as she asks, it doesn't matter if Su Mo takes out the medicine and gives it to Yan Congrui once, but what about in the future?

No one knows what kind of people they will meet in this life.

She still hoped that Yan Congling could figure it out on her own.

To Su Mo's expectation, Yan Congling appeared in front of her very quickly: "Uncle, I've thought about it. If he didn't come to harm me, he wouldn't be like this now. He deserves it. I don't care. he."

"Oh?" Su Mo listened to Yan Congling's words with great interest.

"Why can he hurt me, but I can't fight back? He had a fever because he was the first to do it. People must be responsible for what they have done."

A five-year-old child can think so clearly and express his thoughts clearly.

Su Mo encouraged: "That's right. You are just protecting yourself. As for the consequences the other party gets, that is their own responsibility. We are not bad people. We can't let others slap us on the other cheek. We still have to bear the consequences. Turn your right cheek towards me."

Su Mo earnestly taught Yan Congling: "We must defend the people we care about at all costs, but we should not be so kind to those who want to harm us."

Yan Congling learned the lesson, and the tangled emotions in her heart finally dispersed: "He deserves it!"

She liked the way Su Mo spoke truth to her in a soft voice. She picked up Su Mo's head and kissed him with one breath.

Then she smiled sweetly: "Aunt, I love you to death."

"Just love me, but don't love me to death."

"Hahaha."

Yan Conngling smiled like an elf among the flowers. Her eyes slightly narrowed, making people couldn't help but raise the corners of their lips, feeling happy.

Yan Yi's gaze also stayed on Su Mo for longer and longer. Su Mo's words "We cannot argue that the victim is guilty" kept echoing in his mind. What kind of person would say such a thing?

Most people like to follow the trend. Regardless of whether they are right or wrong, they often stand on the moral high ground and deliberately ignore who the real victims are, and then attack them with vicious words.

Just like a woman's most cherished reputation, once a woman is humiliated, she will be nailed to the pillar of shame for the rest of her life. Either she will end her life with a piece of white silk, or the ancient Buddha with a blue lantern will end her remaining life.

However, people often accuse women of not loving themselves, dressing up to attract bees and butterflies, and verbally criticizing them, but do not consider that they are also victims. What is truly despicable is the perpetrator.

Yan Congkuan hurried over and gave Yan Congling a big hug: "Don't worry, sister, you only need to be responsible and happy. Brother will take care of everything else."

The way Yan Congkuan doted on Yan Congling turned out to be a magnificent scenery.

This is the normal relationship between brothers and sisters.

PS: Due to the author's error, Chapter 87 was omitted when uploading chapters yesterday. The current Chapter 87 should be the actual Chapter 88, so there is currently a duplicate chapter uploaded. The relevant personnel can replace it when they get to work tomorrow.

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