Yang Ruoqing said: "First of all, you can't be weak or back down."

"Well, Chen Hu, because he saw that you were afraid of this and that, for fear of alarming others, he kept a tight grip on you."

"This time he asked you to take his pork kidneys and even touched your hands."

"You swallowed your anger."

"What about next time? If he wants to do something even more extreme with you, do you still have to endure it?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

"Even if I die, I won't let him succeed!" Xiao Yu gritted her teeth.

"That's right," Yang Ruoqing snapped her fingers.

"What I need is your determination." She said.

To help Xiaoyu, you must first let Xiaoyu wake up and stand up on his own.

Otherwise, a puddle of mud won't stick to the wall, and even if you have the will, you won't be able to help.

"Qing'er, I listen to you. If he comes to me again, I will be determined and won't let him manipulate me!" Xiaoyu said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

"Don't go alone to those remote places behind the village during the day. Close the doors and windows at night and prepare a stick next to the bed."

she warned.

Xiaoyu nodded: "I have a pair of scissors under my pillow."

"The scissors are too fierce. If you kill someone, you will go to jail." Yang Ruoqing said.

"What should we do?" Xiaoyu asked.

"Mousetrap!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Xiaoyu nodded vigorously: "I have this at home, I will install it under the window later."

Yang Ruoqing gave Xiao Yu some tips on preventing wolves, and then the two of them parted ways and went home.

Yang Ruoqing entered the yard and when she passed behind her kitchen, she heard Da'an's angry voice.

"My mother said her hands were slippery, but I could see clearly that she threw the dumplings on the ground on purpose..."

What?

Mrs. Tan smashed the bowl of dumplings she was sent?

This is not bad!

Yang Ruoqing rushed into the kitchen in three steps.

Seeing her coming in, Mrs. Sun quickly winked at Da'an and forbade him to say anything more.

Daan, however, frowned and stood there with a look of reluctance.

"Qing'er, why did it take you so long to come home? The dumplings are open, let's eat them too..."

Mrs. Sun stood up and went to get a bowl to put dumplings in, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"Da'an, what happened just now? Tell me the whole story!" she said.

Da'an was about to open his mouth when he was stopped by Sun.

"It's okay, Qing'er, let's eat dumplings!" Sun advised.

Yang Ruoqing frowned and pulled Sun's hand away.

"Mom, how long are you going to be so weak?"

She asked Mrs. Sun, but Mrs. Sun fell silent and lowered her head.

"It's better to do less than to do more. Today is a holiday..."

"No matter what his life is, we can't be stepped on like this!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Pointing at Daan: "Tell me, what's going on!"

Daan raised his head.

"I was delivering dumplings to grandma. My fourth aunt wanted to pick her up, but grandma pushed me away."

"The baby came to pick it up on her own, so I put the bowl in her hand."

"Nai took it, took a look, raised her hand and smashed the bowl to the ground, smashing it into pieces."

"I asked Nai why she fell. Nai said her hand slipped."

"I said that I clearly saw that she threw it on purpose, so she slapped me in the face and said I was blind..."

"Which face was hit?"

Yang Ruoqing ran over, held her brother's face and looked at him.

Sure enough, there was a large area of ​​redness and swelling on the left cheek near the ear.

There is a lump as big as a mung bean bulging under the base of the ear!

Grandma is a bear!

Yang Ruoqing was furious, turned around and walked towards the kitchen door.

"Qing'er, what are you going to do?"

Behind him, Mrs. Sun's panicked voice came, and the door was blocked by Mrs. Sun.

"One less thing is worse than one more thing. Qing'er, please don't go..."

Yang Ruoqing looked at the panic-stricken woman in front of her and said in a deep voice: "This holiday, I am giving dumplings to my grandparents because I respect my parents."

"But the way my breasts are made is so chilling!"

"You have such a personality, maybe your hands are really slippery..." Sun murmured.

"Even if my hand slips and the bowl is overturned, I don't care. What about Daan's slap?"

Mrs. Sun remained silent, and the woman's face was filled with distress.

"Mom, you are a good old man. If you can't protect your brother, then get out of the way and I will protect you!"

After Yang Ruoqing finished speaking, she moved toward Da'an.

"Come here, sister will take you to find a place!"

Daan ran over.

Yang Ruoqing took Da'an's hand, and the two siblings went straight to the front yard.

By the time Ms. Sun came to her senses, the two children had already disappeared.

The woman panicked and hurried to Yang Huazhong's house with a pale face...

The front yard of Lao Yang's house.

When Yang Ruoqing pulled Daan over, she saw the bowl pieces on the ground that hadn't been cleaned yet.

The dumplings were splashed all over the floor, and Wangcai was wagging his tail and eating one dumpling at a time, humming and groaning.

Damn it.

It's disgusting to trample on the fruits of other people's labor like this!

Yang Ruoqing kicked Wangcai away, then opened half of the curtain and entered the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Jin was guarding the kitchen door.

Ms. Liu was standing at the edge of the pot putting dumplings into the pot.

Mr. Tan stood aside, hands on hips, instructing Mr. Liu.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing and her brother coming in, Mrs. Tan was surprised.

Immediately guessing what was going on, Tan raised his eyebrows and said angrily to Yang Ruoqing: "You damn fat girl, what are you doing here? Stand up for Da'an?"

Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips.

Ignoring Mrs. Tan, she looked around the kitchen.

Finally it landed on the swill bucket next to the pot.

Every household has a swill bucket.

The water used for washing rice and washing vegetables, and the water used for washing pots and washing dishes are all poured into that bucket.

When it's full, they carry it to the backyard and dump it into the ditch.

Over time, this swill bucket became a place for dirt and evil.

The dirty water inside is about to ferment, and there is a layer of foam floating on it.

Yang Ruoqing picked up the swill bucket and poured it into the pot for cooking dumplings.

"Crash..."

The swill splashed everywhere and all the dumplings in the pot were washed out.
To be continued...