Qin Huairu was extremely miserable. Why did He Yuzhu rush in now?
How could Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu not think too much about this? All kinds of foul language were directed at her.
He scolded Qin Huairu profusely.
She had no choice but to hide outside her house at night and cry secretly, still blaming Qin Hao in her heart.
"If only you didn't write a book!" Qin Huairu thought to himself.
Otherwise, Jia Dongxu wouldn't be so obsessed with her, and she wouldn't have suffered all kinds of grievances.
It was ironic that her man would vent his anger on her for a person who used to be his love rival.
Qin Huairu was powerless to refute. At this moment, he missed God Thief dearly.
"Awesome, my son, you're the only one I have left. Sob, sob. But why did you, why did you get lost so mysteriously? Sob, sob, sob."
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Shanxi.
Mother and son were of one mind. God Thief was also missing his mother who was far away.
He was now a child without a mother. Don't mention how miserable his life was.
" Sob, sob, sob. Mom, why haven't you come to save me yet?" The stick thought to himself.
He had learned his lesson now and did not dare to show any thoughts of escaping.
In addition, she was afraid of being beaten up a few days ago. Now, she did not provoke her adoptive father or that bastard brother.
He would do his best to be their bootlicker.
This made his adoptive father extremely gratified. He no longer tied the rod with chains to give him some space to move.
One day, he was strolling in the village when he accidentally heard someone talking about Qin Hao.
Was it the Qin Hao that he was thinking of?
The stick went over and asked curiously,"Your Highness, is this Qin Hao from the South Luogu Alley of the 49 City?”
Most people in the village knew the boy and knew that he was a child bought by the Han family.
God Thief was God Thief. He would never forget to show off his traditional skills wherever he went, always stealing chickens and dogs.
It's quite famous
Wangye was one of the few people in the village who had read books. The lack of information led to the fact that "White Deer Plain" was only spread to the village after it was completed.
However, it was still known by the people here.
When the prince heard the joke, he was very curious." You know him?”
"No, I don't know him."”
How could he still dare to mention what had happened before? He was already afraid of being beaten up.
The people gathered here didn't think too much about it, or they didn't want to think too much about it.
The prince said," I'm not sure if he's from Nanluogu Alley or not, but this Qin Hao is indeed from Beijing. He wrote a book called White Deer Plain. I just got it from the post office."”
The prince opened the newspaper in his hand and shook it.
Life in the countryside was naturally different from that in the city. The information they received from the outside world was firstly from the newspapers and secondly from the postmen who came from time to time.
As one of the few people in the village who could read, Wang Ye would often refer to the newspaper and talk about what was happening outside.
Today, they were talking about White Deer Plain, which was similar to storytelling.
There were many spectators, both adults and children.
The meme was also among them. He had a very strong intuition that the Qin Hao who wrote the book was from their courtyard!
As his highness narrated the story of White Deer Plain, everyone was fascinated, God Thief was no exception.
He even thought that he was one of those people in the book who kept fighting and fell into it.
By the time he came back to his senses, the sky was already dark.
" Oh no! I'll be beaten to death if I go back so late!"”
He got up and ran, rushing home as fast as he could.
When he approached the house, his adoptive father was already waiting for him with a stick, his face ashen.
He pushed the stick into the house and closed the door. His adoptive father shouted,"You bastard, if you don't beat me up for three days, you'll tear off the roof tiles. Don't you remember the rules I told you?”
"No, I didn't, I didn't!" The stick was so scared that he knelt on the ground, his small body trembling."I was listening to his highness 'story. If you don't believe me, you can ask. I didn't do anything else, and I didn't forget the rules!”
If this was still acceptable, he had an inhuman brother.
That bastard lay on the bed and said in a strange tone,"Rules are rules. If you can listen to the books and come back so late today, will you be thinking of running away tomorrow?”
As expected, under his constant instigation, his adoptive father's eyes revealed a cold light.
The thug had been holding it in for a long time. He finally couldn't help but stand up and say angrily,"F * ck, you just want to kill me!”
The stick in his adoptive father's hand also hit him. He said angrily,"You little bastard, how can you talk to your brother like that!!”
" This bastard isn't my brother! I don't have a brother! I don't have a brother!"”
He would not yield!
Just like the Hei Wa in White Deer Plain that wangye mentioned, God Thief would never yield. He wanted to fight!
The result of his resistance was an even more vicious beating. The older brother on the bed was still cursing viciously," He dares to scold me? Dad, kill him, kill him!!”
His adoptive father was also really angry and beat him until his head was bleeding.
She watched as he lay on the ground with his head in his hands and refused to admit his mistake.
The wooden stick that was as thick as an arm hit the left calf of the stick.
" I'll break your legs!!"
"Ah!"
The stick was broken, and so was the leg of the stick.
He was in so much pain that he fainted. His body was covered in blood as he hugged his broken leg. His body curled up, his face flushed red, and he found it difficult to breathe.
At this moment, he was filled with hatred and anger.
"Why do I have to suffer this kind of sin!!”The stick was roaring in his heart.
He had already decided that the Qin Hao who wrote White Deer Plain was the Qin Hao from the Siheyuan.
Even if it wasn't, it had to be!
He had already gone mad.
Completely crazy!
"Why? Why can you live so well? Why?!”The stick was questioning him crazily in his heart.
He cried, roared, and gritted his teeth in hatred.
It was as if he was going to turn black…
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