Chapter 560: I’m Afraid I Can’t Defend Myself
I just don’t know what this kid did to make his mother talk to him so seriously? Seeing Xiao Wuhei's sullen face, Xiao Si was very curious. He walked over to him secretly, poked him with his elbow, and winked at him.
After being told so much by your mother, you are not really interested in that girl Xing'er, are you?
Catching Xiaosi's eyes, Xiaowu pursed his lips and glanced at him, too lazy to pay attention to you.
Not only did she not answer his questions, she even closed the door in front of his face, which completely aroused Xiaosi's curiosity.
Hey, is this kid eating firecrackers?
"Mom, look at Xiaowu, he's a naughty kid, you have to take good care of him. I'm his fourth brother after all. How could I treat my brother like this?"
Seeing Xiao Si's attitude of not taking it too seriously when watching the excitement, Bai Yunxi gave him a rude look.
"Calm down, and be careful not to offend anyone. She has said everything that should be said and should not be said, and it is up to him to figure out the rest.
"Mom, I don't dare to mess with him. I saw you guys getting into such a big fight when I came back. I'm just curious." Xiaosi glanced at the closed door, hummed and walked to Baiyunxi, tilting his head. Bare teeth and smile,
"Is there a little girl in the village who stuffed a handkerchief into Xiao Wu?"
"Mom is tired. She needs to lie down for a while and ask someone else. Baiyunxi held his head straight with his hand, turned around and went back to the house. He said so much in one breath, it was very tiring.
Looking at his mother's back as she returned to the house, Xiao Si rubbed her chin and walked towards Bai Anjing without thinking.
"Third sister, I'll tie the thread for you. Tell me, what happened to Xiao Wu?"
The face was as dark as a carbon ball. If it were just a little girl stuffing a handkerchief, she wouldn't be so angry.
Bai Anjing looked at his fourth brother's fawning appearance, reached out and rubbed his head, gave him a scolding look, and taught him what his mother was worried about, and then couldn't help but shake his head.
"My mother is very disgusted with the people in my second grandma's family, especially Xing'er and her daughter. She doesn't want Xiao Wu to get involved with them at all. In fact, I think my mother's worries are justified. If Xiao Wu is good at studying, he will definitely meet a knowledgeable and sensible person in the future. I want to be with a woman for a lifetime, rather than stay in our small mountain village for a lifetime.”
After being narrated by Bai Anjing from beginning to end, Xiaosi finally got the clues straightened out.
"Third sister, don't worry. Leave it to me to keep an eye on Xiaowu. I guarantee that no one will get close to him."
Although he was a bit confused, he knew the importance. Xiao Wu could be too involved in the family, and even if he didn't become an official, he could still inherit his father's legacy. This was also something he cared about.
He has never forgotten the fact that his father was angered to death, and he will definitely avenge him.
Bai Yunxi didn't care what the siblings were saying. She was lying on the Arhat bed, dozing off with her eyes closed. Wenyou poured her a glass of water.
"The matter has been discussed, what else is Aunt Bai worried about?"
"I'm not worried about anything else. I'm just worried that Chen Jiao and her daughter will resort to dirty tricks and be hard to guard against."
How did she get together with the gangster from Baiyuntang? She was a witness. She heard it with her own ears and was very shocked.
Most of the women in this period were very reserved and conservative, and they also followed the tradition of blind marriage and mute marriage. Women like Chen Jiao who dared to fight with people in the wild with real guns and swords were no longer ordinary women.
Even if the daughter she raised was good, she would not dare to let the children at home mess with her.
To put it bluntly, even if she didn't have any grudge against Er Bo Niang's family, she didn't like Chen Jiao, let alone her style.