Son-In-Law Is A Playboy

C181 Avenging Grace and Enmity



C181 Avenging Grace and Enmity

Damn, is little sister practicing the Nine Yin White Bone Claw?    

    

When I first saw my sister, I felt that she was very similar to my mother.    

    

I couldn't bear to hit her, so I immediately grabbed my sister's hands. Although my sister was already slim and graceful, she wasn't that old, so I didn't have much strength. After grabbing onto both of her wrists, no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free.    

    

I looked down at her hate-filled face. "Sis, is this the gift you gave Big Brother?"    

    

Without saying a word, the little girl bit my wrist. I was afraid that I would hurt her, so I let go.    

    

If I let go, I would be in trouble. She grabbed the opportunity to scratch my face.    

    

I immediately felt a pain on my face, followed by a burning sensation. Subconsciously, I touched my face and felt blood rush to my face.    

    

This time, I was really angry. I saved them, and not only did they not appreciate my kindness, they even treated me like this. Furthermore, they did not want to receive them from the beginning, so if it wasn't for my mother, I would not care about their lives.    

    

I took her hand again, and she bit my wrist again.    

    

I bent down and put my arm around her waist. I lifted her onto my shoulder and put one hand on her legs while the other hit her.    

    

"You little girl, your big brother has saved all of you, yet you two have repaid him with kindness and enmity."    

    

My sister kept hitting me on the back with both hands and kicking her legs.    

    

"Let go of my sister."    

    

Cui Xiaohu roared in anger, picked up the kitchen knife on the ground, and rushed towards me.    

    

My god, my sister was done with just a few scratches, but this guy had actually attacked me with a kitchen knife.    

    

Damn, I didn't see him this fierce just now either.    

    

He ran up to me and Liu Cong grabbed his wrist. His hand loosened involuntarily, and the kitchen knife fell to the ground with a clatter.    

    

Cui Xiaohu was shouting at me to let go of my sister, while kicking me, as if he was going to kill me.    

    

"Stop."    

    

Mother's voice came from the door.    

    

I turned and saw the reproachful look in my mother's eyes. I chuckled and put my sister down.    

    

"Mom."    

    

When Cui Xiaohu and his sister saw their mother, they were stunned for a moment before shouting at the same time.    

    

Then they threw themselves into her arms.    

    

"Children, it's alright now. There will be more mothers in the future."    

    

The mother hugged them one on each side, crying as she spoke.    

    

I looked at Cui Xiaohu and the others with a bit of jealousy, feeling like I was an outsider.    

    

"Your brother and sister are also miserable children."    

    

Liu Cong seemed to feel my jealousy and patted my shoulder.    

    

Cui Xiaohu and I are both my mother's children. If I divide my mother's love into three parts, then they will take up more than half of it, while I only have one-third of my mother's love.    

    

How could I not be jealous?    

    

They cried together for a long time before they stopped.    

    

The younger sister hugged her mother intimately and asked, "Mom, dad is not here anymore, so you don't have to be afraid that he will beat you up again. Can you not leave this time after coming back?"    

    

The mother did not answer her. She took out a tissue from her pocket to wipe her sister's tears, and then wiped the tears from her own face.    

    

Then, she pulled her sister and Cui Xiaohu in front of me: "This is your big brother."    

    

"You killed my dad, I hate you."    

    

My sister looked at me with eyes full of hatred.    

    

I listened to my sister's clear, yet somewhat childish voice, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.    

    

No wonder her eyes were filled with hatred when she looked at me. After a long time, they finally decided that I was the murderer of Cui Dayong.    

    

I looked at my mother reproachfully. "Mom, didn't you tell them?"    

    

"There's no phone at home. I'll tell them when I get back."    

    

"Xiao Qian, the person who killed your father has been apprehended."    

    

"He didn't kill him?"    

    

Cui Xiaohu asked in disbelief.    

    

F * ck, I just don't like this brat. From his tone, it seems like he really hopes that I killed him.    

    

"Don't you believe Mom? If it was really your big brother who killed the people, then he should be in prison right now, so why would he be here? "    

    

The mother scolded them a little angrily.    

    

When I saw my mother scolding them for me, I felt a surge of triumph and threw them a provocative look.    

    

A demo, in the mother's heart still has the higher position of a brother, hmph hmph.    

    

My sister looked into my eyes and gave a little snort. She held my mother's arm tightly, as if to tell me that my mother was hers.    

    

I felt a little funny that I was fighting with them like a child.    

    

My mother glared at me. "You're almost thirty, and you won't let me have any sister."    

    

When I heard my mother's words, I was immediately speechless. What do you mean, 'near thirty'? There's still a month before my 25th birthday.    

    

Mom, don't tell me you don't even know me?    

    

Thinking of this, he felt a bit uncomfortable. He really did agree with what he had said. With his youngest son and daughter, he wouldn't need to be the boss anymore.    

    

When Liu Cong saw our family reunited, he left the room on his own and chased the people at the door out.    

    

"Mom, he hit me just now."    

    

Hearing his mother's words, his sister immediately started complaining. Her mouth pouted and she started sobbing again.    

    

"Qianqian, don't cry, Mom will help you vent your anger."    

    

My mother was coaxing her sister while she hit me with her hand.    

    

"Mom, look at my face."    

    

I turned my head and pointed angrily at my face.    

    

When my mother saw me, she immediately stopped beating me up. She looked at my sister reproachfully, "Qianqian, what did mom teach you before? Look at your elder brother's face. When your elder sister-in-law asks, what should I do?"    

    

"Mom, is he married?"    

    

His sister interrupted him, ignoring his mother's words.    

    

"Yeah."    

    

"Do you have children?"    

    

"Nope."    

    

Hearing this, his sister showed a disappointed expression and then asked his mother, "He's almost thirty, how is it possible that he still hasn't had any children? If he's here with several children, could his wife not have children?"    

    

"It's not because of your sister-in-law, it's because … "Why do you keep asking, child?"    

    

His mother didn't finish her sentence as she felt something was amiss.    

    

"If it's not about his wife, then it's about him. Tsk tsk, he's unusually tall, not good at all."    

    

My sister gave me a contemptuous look.    

    

F * ck!    

    

What do you mean useless?    

    

Bro's little temper, does this sound like something a little sister should say?    

    

Damn, how old was she? How could she know so much? She matured way too early.    

    

"What his wife? That's your elder sister-in-law. Hurry up and call her big brother."    

    

the mother said unhappily.    

    

Ah?    

    

That's not right. I was just saying that she scratched me, so why did she come here. I started to have a better impression of this little sister. Suddenly, I felt that my brother, who was silent at the side, was much better.    

    

"Sister, what's your name?"    

    

I saw that my mother really liked this little sister and felt that it was necessary to communicate with her, so that my mother wouldn't be unhappy.    

    

My sister snorted and turned her head away, ignoring me.    

    

"This child." "Your sister is called Cui Wenqian, and she's fifteen years old this year. Your brother is called Cui Xiaohu, and is two years older than your sister."    

    

"Mom, you shouldn't have named her that."    

    

I said to my mother, looking at my sister.    

    

"Why?"    

    

His mother gave him a puzzled look. Although his sister didn't turn her head around, he could tell from her expression that she was also curious as to why I had said that.    

    

"Cui Wenqian, this person gives off a very gentle and quiet feeling. She doesn't have a gentle and quiet appearance at all. Why don't you just call her Cui Wuqian or Cui Wuwu, haha."    

    

I laughed to myself.    

    

"Mom, he bullies people again."    

    

Cui Wenqian pulled her mother's arm and acted like a spoiled child.    

    

"Alright, stop messing around. Qianqian, Huzi, your big brother is called Lin Yang. Hurry up and call him big brother."    

    

My mother's face fell. What surprised me was that Cui Xiaohu had first called out to me, and then Cui Wenqian. Her voice was like a mosquito's, making it hard for me to hear her clearly.    

    

I was a little proud in my heart. After a long time, I still obediently called out 'big brother'.    

    

Once this bro's mood improved, he immediately began humming a song: "What are you being so awesome for? Your arrogance can't be exchanged with your brother's gentleness …"    

    

My mother interrupted me by tugging at my arm.    

    

I hastily nodded. "Aiya, my younger brother and sister are well. If you don't have anything else, then let's go."    

    

When they heard me, they froze for a few seconds, puzzled.    

    

My mother quickly explained the reason for their visit. When they heard it, they immediately smiled happily, but after glancing at me, they hesitated.    

    

"Yang Yang, say something."    

    

Mother was so smart that she knew what they were worried about.    

    

"Good brothers, good sisters, quickly come with me. Big bro is begging you."    

    

I said to them in a very funny way, bowing and clasping my fists.    

    

"Thank you, big brother."    

    

Cui Wenqian giggled at my teasing, tiptoed on her toes, and kissed me. Her voice was very sweet.    

    

I started, then grinned.    

    

This was what he had expected. Although there had been a slight mistake in the middle, the result had been the same.    

    

In response to Dao Lang's words, the first snow of 2002 came a bit late.    

    

My sister, my mother, and I were talking here, and my brother rarely interjected. It seemed that his little brother was a little depressing, but thinking about it, it wasn't easy.    

    

After talking for a while longer, we prepared to return to the port city.    

    

After locking the door, Cui Xiaohu looked at the house with a complicated expression before following his mother to the car.    

    

There were a lot of people standing around and looking at us curiously.    

    

At this moment, an old lady came over and asked her mother, "Where are you going, his aunt?"    

    

"Old sister-in-law, I'll take the child to Hong Kong." said the mother, smiling.    

    

"Ya, that's a big city, it's good to get them. Since Dazong left, these two children have been through a lot."    

    

As the old lady spoke, her eyes became moist.    

    

"Mom, after dad left, Auntie took care of my sister and me."    

    

Cui Xiaohu said to his mother.    

    

"Old sister-in-law, thank you."    

    

The mother took the old lady's hand, her voice agitated.    

    

I quickly gave Liu Cong a look. He immediately turned around and went to the car to get my wallet. That was tacit understanding.    

    

"Auntie, take this money."    

    

I took all the cash out of my wallet, about five thousand dollars, and put it in the old woman's hand.    

    

"I don't want it, I don't want it."    

    

"Old sister-in-law, just take it. This is a little gift from us."    

    

Her mother took her hand and told her to hold the money.    

    

The old lady's expression was somewhat unnatural. "His aunt, I'm not here to ask for money."    

    

"I understand." Mother smiled.    

    

The old lady clutched the money tightly and pointed at me. "Who is this?"    

    

"My eldest son, Lin Yang." His mother looked proud.    

    

"What a good child. Truly handsome." The old lady praised with a smile.    

    

At that moment, I saw two vans coming from the distance. They were moving very fast, and most likely they were the helpers that yellow-hair had brought with him.    

    


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