Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

The little girl seemed to be afraid, and immediately hid behind the village chief timidly.

Seeing that she still dared to hide, the woman became even more angry, and raised her hand to drag her out to beat her, but was stopped by the village chief.

Okay, okay, as an adult, how can you beat a child when you come up?

He frowned, In front of me, you want to do something indiscriminately?

Seeing that he was the village chief after all, the woman didn't want to offend him, so she pulled her son over and showed him the wound on her body.

Where am I indiscriminate? Look at my son who was beaten by her. There is no good flesh in his body! This child has such a vicious heart at a young age. Didn't I beat her? This is education. How is she going to behave!

The village chief glanced at the little boy being pulled by the woman.

Really bruised and swollen.

But it looks like a skin injury.

The village chief was also a child who often fought when he was a child, so he is very familiar with this kind of injury.

Put some medicine on the wound and go back to recuperate for two days.

Not at all in the way.

But she said An Yu beat her child...

The little boy was crying and hiccupping.

Just... just... hiccup... she hit me! She... was so fierce... pushed me to the ground and beat me...

The woman looked at her son distressedly.

Listen! My son has said so, can there be any fault?

The village chief turned his head to look at An Yu's small body suspiciously.

A head shorter than the little boy.

That's it.

Can you hit the opponent on the ground?

The village head slowed down and asked Su Tang.

An Yu, did you fight with him just now?

Even though he asked, the village head still didn't believe it.

After all, the little girl is really too thin, she is so delicate and small, how can she look like a fight?

Su Tang touched the back of his head, and blood came from his hand immediately.

She accuses in a low voice.

He threw stones at me.

The village chief saw the blood in Su Tang's palm just now, and he didn't think about the blood at first.

Looking at it now, think about the scar on the little girl's arm...

He immediately checked Su Tang's injury nervously.

fine.

The wound is not deep.

He turned his head and looked at the little boy sullenly.

You hit her on the head with a rock?

The little boy had no idea why the village head asked him such a question, nor did he think it was wrong to do so.

He nodded.

after all.

They have been bullying the original owner like this before.

In their view, the original owner should be bullied by them.

Seeing that the village chief wanted to blame her child, the woman immediately screamed.

What do you mean? She was stupid when she was hit on the head by my son! She can't hide! Who can blame this? Can she beat my son for such a trivial matter? Her heart is so vicious!

The voice of the village chief suppressed anger.

You are enough! Your son is a human being, isn't An Yu a human? You feel sorry for your son being beaten, but if An Yu's head is smashed, no one will care?

The woman muttered.

She has no parents, no mother, someone who has a fart feels bad...

Let me tell you! Don't think everyone is a fool! Didn't you just hate An Yu's mother because you failed to show courteousness to An Yu's father and was ridiculed by her father? Chew her tongue behind her back! It's just An Yu's mother, she doesn't care about you, now that no one is here, you still have to target a child!

He sneered.

In my opinion, your son has bullied An Yu like this before! Let me put it bluntly, your son has bullied An Yu so many times, even if An Yu really did it this time, he deserves it!