MTL - The Male Supporting Roles Who Are Lonely and Old All the Time-Chapter 123 .Cubs who were cultivated in the stepmother article 7

After He Weiye left, the He family returned to calm. School started a few days later, and He Xiyue and Qiuwen were busy with school affairs, leaving early and returning late, and had no time to play against Chen Lijun.

As a primary school chicken, He Dongchen sits among a group of radish heads every day, independent of the world.

The system originally wanted to see his jokes, but He Dongchen was very calm, and after wearing it a few times, he got used to it and made a fuss.

In one class, apart from He Dongchen who was quiet and not troublesome, there was also a girl named Lin Zhu who bowed her head and held her chest, huddled in a corner, trembling subconsciously when someone accidentally touched her.

Obviously, an abnormal child.

He Dongchen recalled briefly, this girl was still lively and cheerful last semester, right? Anyway, having nothing to do, He Dongchen couldn't help paying attention to it a few times.

From Monday to Thursday, the person who came to pick up Lin Zhu was a young woman with a slightly sarcastic face.

The teacher's expression was reluctant and powerless.

On Friday, the person who came to pick up Lin Zhu was an old man, wearing glasses and elegant temperament, he looked like a cultured person, not at all similar to the mean woman before.

He Dongchen heard Lin Zhu call him grandpa happily.

Grandpa Lin led Lin Zhu to leave the school and walked another way.

He Dongchen was thoughtful, it seemed that he was a poor little boy who fell into the hands of his stepmother.

After school next Monday, He Dongchen asked He Xiyue and Qiuwen to go first, don't wait for him. The He family is not far from the school, ten minutes away. At this time, the safety awareness is not so strong, and only a few adults come to pick up the children after school.

He Xiyue and Qiu Wen didn't think much, and went to play with their friends with their schoolbags on their backs.

He Dongchen took a book and pretended to be fascinated, and followed Lin Zhu and the woman not too far away. After walking for about ten minutes, Lin Zhu couldn't help but glance at the cake shop. His pace slowed down, and the woman immediately pulled her away. With one hand, he said viciously: "What are you looking for when you lose money!"

Lin Zhu was dragged to the ground, and after a few steps, she stumbled and got up, shaking her shoulders and crying silently.

He Dongchen frowned, but still took out his rare digital camera these days, and took a picture of this scene.

Along the way, the woman seemed to open her mouth, and said in a clattering voice that if Grandpa Lin hadn't paid the living expenses every month, she would have sold Lin Zhu to Shangougou as a child bride.

When swearing, he still moved his hands and feet, patting Lin Zhu's head and grabbing her shoulder from time to time.

Lin Zhu didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end, she just hugged her small body tightly with her hands, and kept walking forward with her head down.

Complacent, the woman threatened: "If you dare to sue, I will kill your grandfather!"

Lin Zhu trembled all over, and she could see her fear even just by looking at her back.

The system yelled: "Oh my God, isn't this bullying children without knowledge!"

Lin Zhu was only so old, how could she tell that the woman was just threatening casually, all she knew in her little head was that if she dared to sue, her grandfather would die.

With a cold face, He Dongchen followed them until they entered a small courtyard, then returned the same way, went another way, and threw the camera into Grandpa Lin's house.

It's that crisp.

The next day, Lin Zhu didn't come to school, and the seat was vacant.

Later, when he didn't come for a few days, someone asked the teacher. The teacher smiled and said that Lin Zhu had transferred to a big city with his grandfather.

The children all envied Lin Zhu for being able to enter a big city.

Only the teacher was gratified that a little girl got out of the sea of ​​suffering and started a new life.

He Dongchen hid his merit and fame deeply, and continued to be his high-cold elementary school chick.

After school that day, He Dongchen mixed in with a group of primary school students scrambling to run out of the school gate, and left slowly. When he arrived at the door, a sneaky strange woman suddenly rushed out.

He Dongchen thought he had encountered a human trafficker, and looked indifferent, but the other party came up and stuffed him a letter without saying a word, hurriedly left a sentence that must be handed over to your father, then quickly ran away and disappeared around the corner.

He Dongchen looked at the crumpled envelope in his hand, thoughtful.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from behind and took the letter away.

Chen Lijun's puzzled voice came from the top of her head: "Who will send the letter to the family? There is no address."

While talking, he opened the letter and perfunctory He Dongchen: "You little child, you don't know a few words, so mom will come and see."

He Dongchen was not in a hurry, even if Chen Lijun swallowed the letter, didn't he still have something in his heart?

Chen Lijun took out the letter paper, unfolded it, and shook it. At first glance, she saw the crooked words on it, with a few pinyin sandwiched between them, and she laughed. There are not many people who can read these days.

But gradually, Chen Lijun lost her smile, and her heart fell to the bottom of the sea.

He Dongchen raised his eyebrows. There are only a few things that can make Chen Lijun panic. Could it be that He Weiye lost his wife and daughter after losing his business?

Or, a letter from Yuanshen's own mother?

"Whose letter?" He Dongchen raised his hand to reach for it.

Chen Lijun woke up suddenly, crumpled the letter up and hid it behind her back, her eyes flickered, and she raised her voice: "It was written by someone else, and it was sent by mistake."

He Dongchen nodded, then carried a small schoolbag into the yard.

Chen Lijun breathed a sigh of relief, for fear that he would break the casserole and ask the end.

Sure enough, he's still a child, so easy to fool, if it's He Xiyue or Qiu Wen, he won't be able to hide the letter.

Chen Lijun patted her chest, held the letter and went to the kitchen, gritted her teeth and threw the letter into the stove, watching it burn to ashes with her own eyes, leaving nothing behind.

People who are dead should not come back to meet people.

She was right.

When the sun went down, He Xiyue and Qiuwen bid farewell to her friends and went home.

At the dinner table, for the first time in history, Chen Lijun didn't serve food for several people.

He Xiyue and Qiu Wen looked at each other, something was wrong with the stepmother!

They meditated and listened to Chen Lijun's inner voice, and it turned out that I was right, I was right, I was right.

He Xiyue didn't understand, where did this come from.

Qiu Wen frowned slightly. Generally speaking, only people who have made mistakes will keep hypnotizing that they are right.

She glanced at the little brother who was eating slowly and getting more and more refined, and asked: "What happened at home today?"

He Dongchen swallowed the food in his mouth, and under Chen Lijun's remorseful gaze, he said sternly, "Someone sent a letter home."

"Shut up!" Chen Lijun scolded angrily, covering her mouth with her hand.

Qiu Wen picked He Dongchen up first, then took a few steps back, and stared at Chen Lijun, whose face changed drastically: "My little brother said! What letter!"

He Xiyue came to his senses later, stood up in front of the two of them, and confronted Chen Lijun.

He Dongchen kicked his short legs and landed on the ground, straightened his clothes and said: "A woman I don't know gave it to my father, but my mother took it away and burned it after reading it."

When Qiuwen heard this, she immediately raised her eyebrows and asked Chen Lijun: "What was written in the letter? Why did you burn it!"

Chen Lijun has come to her senses, the letter has been burned, and there is no proof of death, it's just what she said.

So he sat back to his seat slowly, and said impatiently: "The letter from the Chen family is asking for money. I'm afraid your father will burn it if he is unhappy when he sees it."

The Chen family is the top family of the original body. The family has no skin and no face, and it took a lot of effort to get rid of it. Chen Lijun throws the pot away without any burden.

However!

She couldn't even think of it!

He Xiyue Qiuwen listened to her thoughts completely.

"You lied! It's not a letter from the Chen family!" He Xiyue retorted.

Thinking of something, Qiuwen stepped forward anxiously and said, "Is the letter for me? Is my mother planning to take me back?"

Chen Lijun couldn't help but rolled her eyes: "You think too much."

But I said in my heart: How can there be such a good thing!

When Qiuwen's father had an accident, her mother left the child and ran away. There was no sound for several years, and the child was not mature enough, so how could she come back to recognize her relatives.

Qiu Wen's face darkened, and she continued: "That's a letter from the elder brother and younger brother's own mother."

Chen Lijun's pupils shrank slightly, and her heart tightened.

This little girl is going to heaven! This can also be guessed!

Before Qiu Wen could respond, He Xiyue at the side became excited, rushed over and grabbed Chen Lijun's arm and asked repeatedly: "What did my mother say in the letter! Where is she, why didn't she come back!"

"Hey, what are you doing, kid? I don't know!" Chen Lijun was confused, trying to get rid of the emotional He Xiyue.

Everyone died, how could she know where she died.

He Xiyue was shocked, his mother died.

fucking dead.

Didn't he say that he ran away with the rich and died.

How to die.

He Xiyue burst into tears, then shook Chen Lijun even more frantically, asking about the situation. Half a child, she already has a lot of strength, Chen Lijun was stunned by his question, and she was powerless to resist.

The room was in chaos, Qiu Wen came to her senses and went to pull He Xiyue, and accidentally knocked down the dining table while pulling, and the bowls and chopsticks crackled and shattered on the floor.

He Dongchen looked at the debris flying towards him, raised his hand, and smashed it outside the door.

"What are you doing! The house is being demolished!" A roar came from outside the door, startling the three people who were dragging around in the room.

Then He Weiye, who hadn't seen him for half a month, came in with a sullen face, and a suspicious bloodstain was drawn on his unshaven face, making him look even more gloomy.