Rebirth of a Husband and Family

The child's voice was clear and bright, with strong penetrating power. In addition, when Tong Qian spoke, he deliberately raised his voice, and almost everyone present could hear him clearly.

The noisy scene suddenly quieted down.

Tong Dafeng's face turned pale, then blushed, and said loudly, "What nonsense are you kidding! Why would auntie pinch you..."

The voice of arguing gradually died down.

Because that dead child actually lifted his clothes up!

Tong Qian's complexion is extremely fair and delicate, as long as there is a little trace on it, it will be obvious.

And on the waist, which is whiter and smoother than tofu, there is a red finger print!

Seeing Tong Dafeng muttering not knowing what to say, Tong Qian sneered inwardly.

He didn't have a good impression of this aunt who bowed down and helped his unscrupulous father to deceive their family.

The moment he lifted his clothes just now, he took advantage of other people's inattention and grabbed his aunt's red pinch.

Feeling the tingling pain from his waist, Tong Qian only felt extremely happy.

This is real!

He really went back to his childhood!

When everything can be saved!

Although he didn't know why he was reborn, he knew what he was going to do.

First of all, it is to help my mother get rid of Tong Weilong and his big family!

In order to let the onlookers see the scars on his body clearly, Tong Qian pretended to be unintentional and walked around in a circle.

The red and torn scars were exposed under the eyes of his parents.

His father was taken aback for a moment, and then he blurted out, "Don't talk nonsense, kid! Why is your aunt trying to pinch you!"

As expected of a family, they all say the same thing.

His mother was far away, and ran over as soon as she saw her son, but was startled when she heard his son crying, and rushed over in a few steps, and hugged Tong Qian into her arms.

On the white and tender skin, the red finger prints were not to mention more obvious.

The tears she finally stopped came down again, and she gently touched his broken skin, as if she was afraid of hurting him, "Does it hurt?"

After many years, I felt the care from my mother again, and this time Tong Qian's eyes were really red.

"Mom," he said, shaking his head, choked up, "Mom, don't cry."

The mother and son comforted each other with tears in their eyes. The scene was very touching, and some women couldn't help but turn their eyes red.

Tong Dafengtong, who was on the sidelines, was cold-blooded and embarrassed for the Long sister and brother.

A woman from the same village wiped her eyes and said loudly, "Some people are so cruel, even a child as good as Bao Bao can be abused, tsk tsk."

Tong Dafeng was accused, and suddenly panicked, "Don't listen to a child's nonsense! He fell it himself. I am an adult, why should I pinch him!"

Unfortunately, her words were not convincing.

Everyone has eyes. Can Tong Qian's injuries be caused by a fall?

But she was right in one sentence, why did she pinch her nephew for no reason?

Tong Weilong followed suit, "Children, stumbling and stumbling is a normal thing, why should a man cry over such a trivial matter!"

The latter sentence was addressed to Tong Qian, with reprimand.

Only then did Tong Dafeng come to his senses, pointing at Tong Qian and screaming.

"When I went to hug him just now, he was sitting on the ground, he must have fallen at that time!"

Tong Weilong immediately grimaced, and said fiercely to Tong Qian, "What do you think of the child! Throw the child on the ground in winter!"

Seeing that the two of them sang together and were about to label Tong Qian's mother as an immoral mother who didn't care about her children, Tong Qian was so angry that his whole body was shaking.

In front of the children and everyone, he dared to turn black and white without any scruples and scold loudly.

It is conceivable how much his mother has been wronged by this superb family over the years!

Tong Qian grabbed his mother's collar to prevent her from speaking, while he hid in her arms as if he was very scared, and cried in a voice that everyone could hear.

"I'm sorry, big aunt, I don't want to be a bad boy who speaks ill of my parents! Can you stop strangling me!"

As soon as these words came out, there was complete silence, and everyone's eyes turned to Tong Dafeng.

Tong Dafeng was also stunned.

When his mother heard this, she became anxious, coaxed her son out of her arms, and asked him, "Who is going to strangle you?"

The onlookers saw that the tear-stained child secretly glanced at Tong Dafeng, she stared back fiercely, and said weakly, "No, no..."

Although he tried his best to deny it, his body couldn't stop shaking, and everyone knew it in their hearts.

If you hadn't really said this, why would a child be afraid of you like this? A glare can scare him to tears.

Facing the faint disdainful eyes of the crowd, Tong Dafeng's head was hot, and his anger surged up.

"Who do you think is going to strangle you? You little bitch who is full of lies, see if I don't kill you!"

As he said, he rolled up his sleeves and rushed over.

Tong hid in his mother's arms, sneering in his heart.

idiot!Hurry up to send the handle!

From now on, it is not you who said this, it has to be you who said it!

Seeing that Tong Dafeng's slap was about to come, Tong Weilong couldn't hold back anymore.

Although he didn't like the mother and son, they were his wife and son after all.

If he was slapped by an outsider in front of so many people, where should he put his face?

So I reached out to stop it.

But he ignored a fact.

Tong Dafeng is used to doing farm work, he is thick and strong, but he himself has always been a lazy eater, and he hasn't exercised much since he put down his hoe and went out for a living.

As expected, the slap didn't stop him.

When it fell to the ground, there was a crisp sound of "pop".

Tong Dafeng's soaring flames went out all of a sudden, and he stammered, "Brother, brother, are you okay..."

Tong Weilong's face was gloomy.

The right half of his face bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a red palm print clearly appeared on it.

The woman who helped at the beginning gasped and cried out, "You are so strong, you really plan to kill their mothers!"

Tong Dafeng looked at his younger brother's half swollen face, and his heart sank: It's over, it's over, let alone borrowing money, I must be hated.

At the moment when Tong Dafeng was about to slap her, Tong Qian's mother subconsciously held her son in her arms, and stepped forward to meet him.

No one can hurt my son!

It was her only thought.

Tong Qian's tears fell again.

This is his mother, who treats him wholeheartedly.

In her last life, even though she was lying on the bed dying, what she was thinking about was her own child.

"Mom is gone, you have to be good, be good..."

Recalling the pale and aging woman in his memory, Tong Qian hugged his mother's neck and swore secretly in his heart.

In this life, I must let you live a good life.

Looking at the sneering eyes of the surrounding villagers, Tong Weilong, who loves face very much, felt ashamed and angry.

It's all the fault of the mother and son for finding trouble for him every day!

The irrational Tong Weilong pulled Tong Qian over with his hands and hit him on the head.

"If you don't study hard, you will know to run around! Come, come home with me!"

Tong Qian didn't resist, just staring at his father with a pair of big dark eyes.

Tong Weilong was terrified by the look in his eyes, his heart got angry, and he threw it over again, "What are you looking at!"

This blow lost its importance, and red marks immediately appeared on Tong Qian's white and tender face.

The onlookers couldn't bear to watch.

"Weilong, why are you beating the child? Did the baby offend you?"

That's Tong Qian.

He entered the third grade at the age of nine, and was younger than everyone in the class, yet he came first in the exam, and he was extremely well-behaved.

Children of this age would think it crazy if they went crazy, and other children would run away when they saw adults, for fear of being caught doing bad things.

Only he would stop and obediently call out to others with his fair and clean face, "Hello, Uncle" and "Hello, Auntie". If there is something to ask him to run errands, he would answer crisply, sweating profusely when he came back without even drooling. Go home without drinking.

Although the body is a little thinner, it is even more painful.

Don't mention how rare the villagers are for this child.

The child was snatched away, and Tong Qian's mother hadn't reacted yet, but when she saw her son's wound, she rushed up like crazy.

Unfortunately it's too late.

Tong Weilong, who vented all his dissatisfaction on his son, suddenly lifted Tong Qian and threw him heavily to the ground!

Tong Qian was small and weak, so he couldn't resist his father's atrocities at all.

Finished!

It was the only thought on his mind.

Amidst the screams of the crowd, a low-profile black figure suddenly jumped out from the crowd and caught the thin Tong Qian. The two of them hugged each other and fell hard to the ground.

Tong Qian lay on the ground in a daze, and raised his head just as he wanted to thank the person who saved his life.

But the moment he saw that face clearly, a storm surged in his heart.

How is it him!