Sweet Dreams in Famine Years: The System Leads to a Brilliant Life

He pushed, and Maodan lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground, hitting his head on a sharp stone. His forehead immediately cracked and blood flowed down. Seeing this, Sanmao turned pale with fear and ran away.

Zhang Jiaqi was also frightened by the scene in front of him, and stood there blankly, not knowing what to do. At this time, Zhang Jiajun saw the situation, ran over and helped Maodan up.

Blood flowed from Maodan's forehead to the corners of his eyes, and then dripped onto his clothes. Although Maodan was young, he was strong enough not to cry.

Zhang Jiajun supported Maodan and hurried to Zeng Zhengen's side: "Mom, someone is injured here, come and take a look!"

The villagers who were busy at work stopped what they were doing when they heard the noise and gathered around to watch the fun.

"Oh my! Whose child is this? Why is he injured like this?"

Seeing Maodan’s head covered in blood, the villagers felt heartbroken. After all, they were all parents, and they naturally felt heartbroken when seeing such a scene.

Zeng Zhengen quickly washed his hands, ran to Zhang Jiajun, and asked anxiously: "What's going on?"

She thought her child was playing with other children and accidentally hurt Maodan.

Zhang Jiahu came back to his senses at this time, and hurriedly told Zeng Zhengen what had just happened. After listening, Zeng Zhengen breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself, fortunately it was not caused by her own kid, she was really afraid that there would be conflicts with the villagers of Fulai Village just after they settled down.

"Wait here for a moment, I'll get some cloth to bandage him." Zeng Zhengen said, and walked towards the tent. As soon as he entered the tent, he heard a few noisy shouts not far away, and several villagers hurried over here.

"Compensation, compensation! Your child beat up our nephew, pay ten taels of silver!" The voice was loud, and Zeng Zhengen's heart tightened suddenly. He didn't bother to take other things, so he grabbed some medicinal herbs and walked out.

As soon as she left the tent, she saw several villagers surrounding her cub, and one of the women was about to attack. Fortunately, Zeng's mother arrived in time and stopped her.

"What are you doing? Why are you attacking my child?" Zeng Zhengen asked coldly.

The woman heard the voice, turned around, and saw Zeng Zhengen's stunning appearance. She cursed in her heart, "Fox spirit", although the voice was very low, but Zeng Zhengen heard it clearly. This immediately reduced her impression of the woman, but she was more concerned about the safety of the child.

"Did you come here just to beat my child?" Zeng Zhengen asked again.

"Bah! Who came here on purpose to beat your child? If your child hadn't started it first, would our nephew be beaten?" the woman retorted loudly.

Zeng Zhengen frowned slightly and continued to ask: "You said my child injured your nephew, what evidence do you have?"

She had asked several children before, and they all said that they had not had any conflicts with the children in the village. She naturally trusted her own children.

The woman snorted coldly, pointed at the child beside Zhang Jiahu, and said loudly: "This is my nephew, look at the wound on his forehead, it's still bleeding! If you don't compensate us ten taels of silver today, this matter will be over."

Zeng Zhengen's face suddenly turned cold. Before she could say anything, Zhang Jiahu spoke first: "It wasn't us who did it. Someone else pushed him down and made him fall like this."

The woman put her hands on her hips and angrily retorted: "My nephew was injured when he was playing with you guys, and you were the only ones there at the time!"

Zhang Jiahu frowned and was about to continue to refute, but Maodan next to him spoke up: "Aunt, it wasn't their family who hurt me. I accidentally fell down and got into this situation."

The woman obviously did not expect Maodan to refute her, and she was furious, thinking that this little bastard really dared to contradict her in person. She stepped forward without hesitation and was about to hit Maodan. Seeing this, Zeng Zhengen hurried forward to stop her.

"What are you going to do?" Zeng Zhengen asked coldly.

"Isn't it okay for me to teach my own nephew a lesson?" the woman said, and then slapped Maodan in the face.

"Pa!" A loud slap sound echoed in the air. Half of Maodan's face swelled up instantly, and a bright red mark was clearly visible.

But Maodan didn't say a word, as if he was used to such things. The woman was obviously unwilling to give up, and raised her hand to hit Maodan on the other side of his face. At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from behind her.

"Stop it, sister-in-law, stop hitting me!"

Not far behind the woman, a thin woman with an anxious look on her face was walking towards them. Maodan rushed over immediately when he saw the woman.

"Mom, why are you here?"

He supported the woman, but her eyes were fixed on Maodan's injured forehead and swollen cheeks, her heart full of heartache.

"Maodan, what happened? Who hurt you like this?" the woman asked, with anxiety in her eyes.

Maodan nodded sensibly, then shook his head and said, "Mom, no one hurt me. I fell accidentally."

Zhang Jiahu didn't know why Maodan wanted to hide the truth. In his opinion, a lying child was not a good thing.

"Why did you lie to your mother? It was obviously someone else who pushed you down." Zhang Jiahu couldn't help but interrupt.

When the woman and the woman before her heard this, their faces changed.

"Maodan, tell me the truth. What happened to the wound on your head? Don't lie to me anymore." Her tone was stern, and her eyes revealed anxiety and expectation.

Maodan lowered his head, afraid to look her in the eye. "Mom, it was... it was my cousin Sanmao who pushed me down. Mom, don't worry, I'm really fine."

When Sanmao's mother heard this, she burst into tears and blamed herself, "It's all my fault that I can't even protect my own son."

"Mom, don't cry, I'm really fine." Seeing his mother so sad, Maodan began to worry.

The woman cried for a long time before she slowly wiped her tears and glared at the woman next to her.

"What did you do to my son? Sister-in-law, how could you say such a thing?"

Wang Lianxiang was almost mad with anger at her sister-in-law's shameless words.

After feeling guilty at first, the woman gradually came to her senses.

"How did I say that? Don't forget that our family takes care of you and your son's food, drink, defecation and urination. Now your son was just pushed a little, and you are dying here. If we hadn't taken you in all these years, you would have turned into wandering ghosts."

Anyway, these two women are of no use anymore, so we might as well take this opportunity to kick them out.

When Wang Lianxiang heard what her sister-in-law said, she became so angry that her face turned pale.

"Sister-in-law, although we have been living in my mother's house these years, we have not given less than a penny of the money we should have given."

Every month, she would give the money she earned from embroidery to her sister-in-law to subsidize the family.

"Yes, you did give me some silver, but didn't you see what that little bit of silver could be used for?" The woman's face was full of disgust.

While the aunt and sister-in-law were arguing, Maodan wanted to persuade his mother, but the next moment, he felt dizzy and then lost consciousness.

Zeng Zhengen had been paying attention to Maodan. The moment he saw Maodan faint, Zeng Zhengen quickly flew over and supported Maodan.