Rebirth of the times, the cute and fierce baby regains his luck

Bi Mulin's face turned pale instantly.

Grandma Bi hurriedly held him in her arms and comforted him silently.

"Wow..." The only one who was still awake was awakened by the roar and started crying loudly in the house.

Su Yi didn't bother to comfort her son and turned around and ran into the house.

Mr. Bi took the opportunity to push Grandma Bi and Bi Mulin in and told them not to come out.

"What do you want to do?" Bi Musen stood in front of Bi Ye and asked in a deep voice.

"Murderer, you shall not die a hapless death." The gray-haired old woman cried miserably, as if an evil ghost was demanding her life.

"Smash it." A burly man following closely behind gave an order, and more than a dozen people rushed towards the house with sticks.

Bi Ye and Bi Musen were no match for the attack and dared not to stop them. They could only stand outside Tuanzi's door to protect the women in the house.

There was a constant crackling sound, and in the room was Tuanzi's frightened cries.

The originally quiet Left Bank Brigade was awakened, livestock roared, children cried, and torches were faintly visible.

As the chaotic footsteps approached, the smashing and looting in the Bi family's yard became more intense.

Some people tried to break into the house, but Bi Ye and Bi Musen tried their best to stop them. Unless they died, they would not be able to take even a single step inside.

Those people were so angry that they threw the things directly at the grandfather and grandson.

Bi Musen couldn't resist and could only protect Bi Ye.

"What are you doing? Stop it." Wang Jianshu rushed over with his men, and when he saw the tragedy in the Bi family's yard, he became so angry that his old face turned red.

Those people were obedient. After Wang Jianshu finished shouting, they finished their work and stepped aside.

Only the old woman sat in the middle of the yard, continuing to scream miserably: "Murderer, die a horrible death, give me back my son's life, give me back my son's life."

Wang Jianshu bit the back of his teeth, ignored them, and walked over to Bi Musen and his grandson with his men.

"How is it? Is the injury serious?"

Mr. Bi was only hit a few times, not seriously, and shook his head when he heard this.

Bi Musen looked more seriously injured, with a big bump on his head and a bleeding nose. His clothes were torn, revealing his bruised arms and back. He lay weakly on top of Bi Ye, unable to speak.

"Mu Sen's injury needs to be treated at the county hospital. Try not to hurt himself inside." Wang Jianshu looked distressed and didn't even dare to help him.

The men who followed also had dark faces and glared at the newcomer.

However, the group of people didn't take it seriously, and some even had smiles on their faces, watching as if they were watching a good show.

Maybe because he was hit too hard, Bi Musen felt dizzy, nauseous and retching.

Grandpa Bi was very worried about his grandson: "Captain, please help me find someone to harness a car and take Mu Sen to the hospital."

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I'll send someone right away."

Wang Jianshu ordered his men to leave.

Mr. Bi looked coldly at the old woman who was still crying.

He knew this person, and it was the mother of the murderer who was asked to carry Bi Mulin on his back.

She cried like this at the beginning. In addition to the normal compensation, she asked for another 300 yuan from the Bi family and left.

The case has been closed, and it is definitely not a coincidence that they came back half a year later.

"Your son's case has been closed. We have already assumed the responsibilities and obligations that the Bi family should bear. What do you want to do by making such a scene today?"

The old woman looked crazy, staring at Mr. Bi: "It doesn't matter if the case is closed. Can my son come back to life? Your little beast killed my son, and you just gave us some money to get rid of us? My son is a living person."

The door suddenly opened and Bi Mulin rushed out with red eyes.

He picked up the broken sickle on the ground and held it in his hand.

"I will repay your son's life with my own, but I will settle all the things you did to hurt my grandfather, hurt my brother, and destroy my family, one by one."

He raised the sickle and slashed it towards the neck.

Everyone exclaimed.

"Mu Lin..."

"don't want……"

"Second brother..."

No one expected that a boy who was only twelve years old would be so extreme.

Mr. Bi’s mind went blank and he fell straight down.

"Grandpa..." Tuanzi's sharp cry scared the birds on the branches away.

The Bi family's yard was instantly in chaos.

hospital.

Bi Mulin opened his eyes and saw a mottled ceiling above his head.

The tingling pain in his neck reminded him that this was not a dream and he was still alive.

I smelled the aroma of milk and I endured the pain, moved my neck, and what I saw was my sister's round, plump face.

Her soft, fine hair hung in a mess on her head. Usually her mother would help her comb her hair, but she was probably too busy today to do so.

Bi Mulin wanted to raise his hand to help his sister sort it out, but he didn't have the strength.

"Second brother, are you in pain? Mu Ya will blow it for you and it will be fine."

The gentle breeze with a scent of milk fell on my neck, bringing a slight coolness.

Bi Mulin curled the corners of his lips weakly.

"grandfather?"

The boy's voice was hoarse, and the wound on his neck made his whole body hurt.

Tuanzi lay on the bed: "Grandpa is asleep, right next to us."

Bi Mulin raised his eyes upwards, passed Tuanzi, and saw Bi Ye lying on the bed next to him. His eyes suddenly became red.

At that time, he was provoked by that family to the point of losing his mind, and just wanted to pay with his life for the life of the other family in exchange for peace.

The dull sickle cut his neck, but he felt no pain.

But the moment he saw Mr. Bi fall down, he felt pain all over his body and was filled with regret.

His loved ones are sad and his enemies are happy. He was wrong.

Tears flowed down the corners of my eyes into the pillow.

Tuanzi wiped it off for him with her cold little chubby hands: "Don't cry, second brother, Mu Ya will protect you."

Bi Mulin looked at Tuanzi and choked up, "I'm sorry."

Tuanzi grinned and held Bi Mulin's face: "It's okay, second brother."

Bi Mulin could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

The wound on his neck split open. Fortunately, the sickle was not sharp and did not cut the artery, otherwise he would have been finished.

But the blow was not light and a lot of blood was drawn.

The wound opened up, staining the gauze red.

Tuanzi hurried out, her voice full of urgency: "Uncle doctor, uncle doctor, my second brother is bleeding again, please come quickly."

Tuanzi was stopped by Su Yi who was coming back from shopping: "Mu Ya, don't rush, don't run around."

"Mom, my second brother is bleeding."

The doctor had heard the shouting and rushed over, and the three of them entered the ward together.

Bi Mulin couldn't help crying, but Su Yi smiled.

Since the accident, the child has remained silent and has not shed a single tear.

The fact that I can cry now proves that my heart knot has been untied.

Mr. Bi also woke up. His condition was more critical than Bi Mulin's. He almost had a cerebral infarction and couldn't wake up.

Fortunately, Mr. Qin used ginseng to help him prepare the Yangrong Pills. Although they were not effective for the illness, they improved the old man's physical condition and helped him survive.

But now Mr. Bi can't move. The doctor said that he may have to lie in bed for a few days, or a few months, or a few years, or maybe he will never get up again.

The family is heartbroken, but there is nothing they can do. As long as he is alive, it’s good enough.

Mr. Bi himself was able to think clearly. He was not sad or discouraged at all and could even joke around.

As for what's going on in his heart, no one knows.

Seeing his second grandson crying, he let out a rare breath, and a smile appeared on his uncontrollable face.

Bi Mulin was crying, so it was difficult to bandage him. The doctor waited until he calmed down before starting to bandage him, and warned him not to move or use too much force as the location of the injury was very dangerous.

Su Yi nodded repeatedly and sent the person away.

He patted his son's head and said with a smile, "It's okay, Mulin, don't be afraid."

Bi Mulin's nose felt sore and tears fell uncontrollably again.

Not long after, Bi Musen came limping with Bi Nai.

They went home to pack some clothes for the grandfather and grandson.

"Mulin is awake? How does he feel? Is it painful?"

Bi Mulin's eyes were red as he shook his head: "Grandma, I'm not in pain."

Grandma Bi touched her grandson's head with concern and said, "Good boy, it's good that you're okay. Take good care of your injuries and don't be afraid of other things."

Bi Mulin wanted to cry again. From beginning to end, his family members had not blamed him at all, which made him feel even worse.

Blink and blink back the tears.