A car accident, our family of three crossed

"Don't worry, it won't happen."

Hang Shuheng pulled her over to sit next to him and analyzed: "After this incident, I think no one will dare to say anything easily. They are timid and afraid of being sued."

"makes sense."

It is normal for the people to be afraid of officials. Even though some people are arrogant and unreasonable in the countryside, they dare not even fart once they enter the government office.

"The other thing is the attitude of the old clan leader and the village head. As long as they stand on our side, no one else can make any waves."

The attitudes of the old patriarch and the head of the village were witnessed by all the villagers. In addition, Hang Shuheng had the title of a student, so his status and position in the village was not low.

Except for a few families in the village who are confused, most people would not easily become enemies with him.

At the entrance of the village, several children surrounded Yangyang and Mudun, just because Mudun brought a wooden sword for Yangyang, and everyone was staring at it eagerly.

"Yangyang, can I play with your sword?" Shitou asked with a smug look on his face.

Seeing this, the other children also started shouting.

"Yangyang, I want one too. I want one too."

"And I."

Yangyang looked at so many of his friends stretching out their hands, hesitated for a moment, and gave the wooden sword to Shitou, who had the best relationship with him.

Shitou got the wooden sword as he wished, and was overjoyed. He ran to the side, waving the sword and pretending to be a general.

The friends who didn't get the wooden sword looked at Shi Tou with envy and ran after him.

However, one of the friends was not happy. He did not chase after the stone, but yelled at Yangyang angrily: "Humph! I don't want to play with you anymore."

The sudden change made Yangyang a little overwhelmed. He was not unfamiliar with this situation. When he was in kindergarten, other children didn’t like to play with him.

Thinking of this, Yangyang's mood instantly dropped.

Mudun was much older than these children, and he didn't feel much about the angry words between children, but he could see Yangyang's depression.

So he comforted her, "Yangyang, ignore Damao. We won't play with him."

Yangyang listened to Mudun's words and nodded.

The child named Damao was upset when no one paid attention to him. He pointed at Yangyang and shouted, "I don't want to play with him. My grandma said that his mother is a water ghost. She is a bad woman who will grab children and drown them in the river."

"You are talking nonsense. My mother is not a bad person. Don't talk about my mother."

Yangyang, who was very depressed just now, instantly turned into an angry little lion and roared back at the other party.

It's a pity that the voice is so childish and seems to have no lethal power.

Damao was not frightened at all. Instead, he continued to provoke her, "If you don't let me say it, I will say it anyway. Your mother is a bad woman, a bad woman, a bad woman, Lululu..."

After he said that, he kept sticking out his tongue and making faces at Yangyang.

Looking at his smug face, Yangyang's face turned red with anger, and his two little fists were clenched tightly. Under the provocation from the other party, his anger reached its peak.

"Don't talk about my mother, ah..."

Yangyang roared, rushed forward like an arrow, and hit Damao's stomach with his head.

Damao was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground. Before he could get up, Yangyang was already riding on him, grabbing his hair tightly with both hands.

Everything happened so fast. Damao was pulled by Yangyang's hair and cried loudly in pain. Only then did the people around him react.

"Oh my! Which little bastard dares to bully my grandson?"

A square-faced auntie saw her grandson being pinned to the ground and bullied, and ran over cursing, but there was someone who was faster than her.

When she rushed to the children, Hang Shuheng had already separated the two children before her.

"Yangyang, let go."

When Yangyang heard the familiar and reassuring voice, all his strength suddenly left his body, and Hang Shuheng lifted him up from Damao's body.

"What are you doing? This kid is so young and already knows how to bully others, right?"

The aunt felt sorry for her grandson being bullied and was about to get angry, but Hang Shuheng just glanced at her indifferently, so she swallowed the rest of her words.

Hang Shuheng looked at the crying Damao, then at the silent Yangyang, and asked while brushing the dust off him, "Yangyang, why are you fighting?"

Yangyang buried his head in Hang Shuheng's arms, sullen and silent.

The auntie at the side muttered: "He bullied others and he still feels wronged."

Hang Shuheng ignored him and looked at the wooden pier on the other side.

Mu Dun understood and pointed at Damao and said, "It was Damao. He said that Auntie is a bad woman who would grab children and drown them in the river."

Before the aunt could refute, Mu Dun added: "It was his grandmother who told him that, and she also said that the aunt was a water ghost."

That's it!

"Oh, you little bastard, please don't accuse others wrongly." Even though the aunt denied it, her evasive eyes said it all.

Hang Shuheng gently patted Yangyang's back to comfort him, and said to the aunt: "The child is young and doesn't understand anything. It's not good for you adults to gossip in front of the child, right?"

"W-Where do we have..."

How could the aunt dare to admit it? She felt scared when she thought about what happened to Zhang Youcai's family.

He immediately pulled Damao over and slapped him twice on the buttocks, "You stupid kid, what nonsense are you talking about? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Damao was a little confused. Didn't his grandmother want to help him vent his anger? Why did she turn around and hit him?

She felt more and more aggrieved. She had just stopped crying, but suddenly she burst into tears again, even louder than before.

"Cry, cry, cry, just cry. What's the point of having such a big body? You will always be beaten up. Go home."

The grandmother and granddaughter walked away pulling each other as if they were fleeing in panic.

Hang Shuheng didn't say much, then he picked up Yangyang and left, leaving only a group of onlookers there.

Mudun looked at Hang Shuheng's receding back and Yangyang lying on his shoulder, then he looked for Shi Tou to get the wooden sword back and followed him.

Song Ning, who had prepared lunch at home, was thinking about going out to look for someone, but before he even walked out of the yard, they came back.

"Are you back? Mudun is here too!"

She didn't realize anything was wrong until Yangyang touched the ground and immediately ran over and threw himself into her arms, sobbing and couldn't stop.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

You know your own child best. This child has been sensitive and sensible since he was young and doesn't cry often. If he hadn't suffered a great injustice, he wouldn't cry so sadly.

Hang Shuheng felt very uncomfortable when he saw Yangyang's small body curled up in Song Ning's arms and choking with sobs.

When he was lying in his arms just now, he was still stubbornly enduring the grievance in his heart, and only finally broke down when he returned to Song Ning's side.

At this moment, his world seemed to not need anyone, not even his father who had been absent for several years. Only his mother was his source of peace of mind.

This realization made Hang Shuheng feel a dull pain in his heart, and his guilt towards them became even deeper.

"Yangyang, stop crying. Tell mother what happened, okay?"

Song Ning calmed Yangyang's emotions and cast an inquiring look at Hang Shuheng.

Hang Shuheng received her question and turned to look at Mudun. After all, he didn't quite understand the whole process.

Mu Dun understood what he meant and recounted the whole story in detail.

"Yangyang is really a little hero. You are fighting for your mother's honor. That's amazing." Hang Shuheng touched Yangyang's hair and praised her.

Song Ning struck while the iron was hot and quickly agreed, "Yes, our Yangyang is really amazing. Although you are still young, you are protecting mother in your own way. Mother is really touched."

Although these words were meant to calm the child, they were also her true feelings. She was really moved by the child and couldn't help but kiss him on the forehead again and again.

Yangyang, who was originally crying, gradually got lost in the mixed rainbow farts blown by his father and mother. Not only did he stop crying, but his face also turned red.

This series of operations made Mudun, who was watching from the side, marvel at it.

After finally coaxing Yangyang and wiping the tears from his face, I heard a loud noise coming from a distance.

Mudun stretched his neck to take a look, then turned around and said, "Da Mao's mother is here with Da Mao."

Following behind were Damao's grandmother and some people watching the fun.