C340 (2/2)

Luo Lingwei felt a headache when she saw the hole in the little girl's head. She lowered her head and handed her a handkerchief. At the same time, she also looked at the girl's face reflected in the lake.

The girl looked to be about ten years old, her messy hair had been blown into a chicken nest, covering her originally delicate facial features tightly. She was skinny, wore a large part of an old, torn robe, and the only striking feature was the crystal clear eyes that appeared when she accidentally raised her head.

”What happened to you?”

The girl frowned. The girl in the stream was also frowning. A pair of peach blossom eyes contains a myriad of melancholy, worry is also beautiful.

Luo Lingwei gently brushed her disheveled hair. Ye Zhaozhao seemed to be accustomed to it, casually grabbing a handful of dirt on his forehead as a medicine to stop the bleeding.

Her ice-cold eyes casually glanced at Luo Lingwei as she emotionlessly said, ”My name is Ye Zhaozhao. For the sake of my handkerchief, I'll give you a piece of advice. Gu Yingshan has never acknowledged or accepted your kind intentions.”

”You!” Luo Lingwei choked, wanting to say that she did not know what was good for her. However, from the beginning to the end, the little girl had never asked for her help, so she snorted in embarrassment and stood behind Ji Wu Ye without saying anything.

Ji Wu Ye dragged his chin and laughed: ”Little girl, you're so interesting.”

Ye Zhao replied, ”Really?” ”Then you are also very interesting.”

”Ah Mi, where's the firewood?” A woman's voice came from the forest in the distance.

”Mother, I'm right here.” The girl hurriedly replied.

”Stupid girl, hurry up and come over here when you hear it!”

In the distance, a woman was still cursing loudly. Ye Zazhao hastily wrapped a rag around his forehead and limped towards the sound with the small basket on his back.

”I'm here, Mother.”

Luo Lingwei was curious, ”Looking at girls is not a good idea, why are you so willing to be bullied?”

Ji Wu Ye smiled without a word and followed Ye Zhao Zhao's footsteps with big strides.

Wang Mo Niang caught a glimpse of Ye Zhaozhao's shadow from afar and immediately began to curse him, ”Where the hell did that damn girl run off to? Why did you go to the river to gather firewood? And it even became like this! ”

Luo Lingwei silently cursed. It was said that children under the command of the stepmother could not survive, and now it seemed that they were no longer human.

There was a piece of cloth on Ye Zhao Zhao's dirty face, and his robe was also made messy. She squeezed out two drops of tears and sobbed softly, ”Mother.”

Luo Lingwei looked at Ye Zhaozhao, touching her forehead and thought to herself: Such a big hole in my head, it can't be that no one will scold me again, right?

Wang Mo Niang looked at him in disdain and brushed off the dust on her body as she coldly snorted.

She didn't care about Ye Zhao's limping legs as she walked forward with large strides.

Wang Mo Niang said while walking, ”Be more quick-witted later, I have remembered everything Grandma Wang said. You can answer whatever Mr. Hou asks you. ”

Ye Zazhao seemed to have sensed her presence. Holding her chin, she thought for a moment before pulling her swaying body away from the bandage on her head, falling to the ground as if she couldn't bear the pressure. ”Mother, I have a headache.”

Wang Mo Niang lowered her head and saw the bloody hole on Ye Zhaohao's head, and she was immediately infuriated.

She knew that the kids in front of her were bullying Ye Zhao, but she didn't want to offend them. However, what should he do now that Mr Hou was waiting in the back of the village with a carriage?

That damned girl had a bad appearance, but she couldn't sell for a good price!

Wang Mo Niang asked Ye Zhaozhao with a gloomy face. She was determined to find the culprit, ”Who hit him?”

Ye Zizhao rolled his eyes, pointing at a small hill not far away and complaining, ”It's cousin. Cousin beat him with someone else.” ”Cousin said that his aunt made all the expenses in the house, so he couldn't be angered …”