“Wuwuwu… don’t hit Auntie!”“Auntie, I’m here to save you!”
Although the twins were still young, they knew their little aunt had always treated them well.
They tried to rush forward to help, but were pushed to the ground and beaten along with her by the two older kids.
Niu Cuihua went to stop them, but was knocked off balance by Xiao Zhengguo, who was as strong as a little calf. She fell to the ground and could only hug the three children tightly to protect them, taking kicks from the chubby boy and Xiao Daya.
“Stop! That’s your grandmother and your aunt!”
An Wenrun, with his handsome face turning red and pale with anger, scolded Xiao Daya and Xiao Zhengguo. He instinctively tried to stand up and pull the two children apart, but his legs gave out and he almost fell.
Fortunately, Lu Miaomiao—who had been watching the drama with great interest—quickly reached out and caught him.
“Oh oh oh, the cripple wants to hit someone! Can’t hit, can’t hit! Tch, if you’ve got the guts, come over and hit me!”
Xiao Daya ran around, sometimes getting close to Xiao Bian’an, sometimes jumping out of his reach, even spitting at him.
“Hmph! You cripple! You’re going to rely on me to support you in the future anyway! If you’re still as fierce to me as before, I’ll make you go beg on the streets. When you die, I won’t even give you a proper funeral fire basin!”
The chubby boy said viciously.
His mother had told him that his uncle was crippled now—he couldn’t walk or work, and his wife would also leave. He would never be able to bring money into the family again, so they didn’t have to care about him anymore.
Lu Miaomiao, who had originally been casually cracking sunflower seeds while watching the show, instantly exploded in anger.
Good for them—how dare they insult her people!
“You little bastards, who are you calling names? I think you dogs are belching after eating too much shit! Want a beating? I’ll grant your wish!”
As she spoke, she pulled out the whip from her waist. With several sharp cracks, she lashed the two troublemakers until they fell to the ground, screaming in pain.
“Watch your limits. Don’t beat them to death!” Xiao Bian’an did not stop her, only gently reminding her. These kids did need a lesson.
“Don’t worry, I know my limits. They won’t die!” Lu Miaomiao smiled sweetly at him and deliberately eased her strength, whipping them like she was teasing dogs. Honestly, it was kind of fun.
She silently felt relieved: if not for his reminder, she might’ve crippled them on the spot.
She was used to the apocalypse—anyone who provoked her either died or was disabled. She almost didn’t hold back.
In the apocalypse, human cubs were rare and carefully protected, so she was actually used to not harming children—but she really didn’t like these little ingrates.
Now it wasn’t the apocalypse anymore. It was a law-based society. She needed to be a bit more restrained. If she wanted to do bad things, she had to do them quietly.
Xiao Bian’an didn’t know what she was thinking. He only felt his bad mood ease a little because of her sweet smile.
Xiao Caocao seemed to have found a backer and quickly picked up the candies that had fallen to the ground, running behind them.
“Oh dear, Comrade Lu, Fourth Sister-in-law, stop hitting them! Stop! Don’t hurt them! The children are still young and don’t understand. Besides, it’s normal for kids to fight. Us adults shouldn’t interfere, right, Fourth Brother?”
Seeing her children being beaten, Liu Huifang rushed out immediately.
But the psychological shadow Lu Miaomiao had left her was too strong, so she changed her target and begged Xiao Bian’an for help.
Xiao Bian’an’s usually gentle eyes were now cold and serious.
“Second sister-in-law, these two children beat their own grandmother, their aunt, and their cousins and nieces! They insulted my mother, my sister, and my nieces—and even insulted me, their uncle.
They don’t respect the elderly or care for the young. They need to be disciplined!”
“Oh dear, Fourth Brother, you’re taking this too seriously. How much could a kid hitting someone hurt?” Liu Huifang said indifferently.
“You—” Xiao Bian’an was furious.
He was used to commanding soldiers—if someone didn’t obey, he would fight them until they did. But this woman was his sister-in-law; he couldn’t hit or scold her.
Lu Miaomiao saw how stifled he was and almost laughed, but held it back. She patted his hand soothingly.
“Be good, don’t be angry. Getting angry will ruin your health and no one will replace you!”
Xiao Bian’an: “……”
He’s not a child! His face turned red.
In her mind, Lu Miaomiao reminded herself: this is a civilized society. You can’t use apocalypse methods. Be calm and solve problems properly.
Then she gave Liu Huifang a cold glance and said lightly:
“If it’s just kids fighting, then adults really shouldn’t interfere. Since your children started it and stole things first, let Xiaocao and the others hit them back. Fair and just! What do you think, Liu Huifang?”
Liu Huifang shivered under her cold gaze, recalling that suffocating feeling again.
“Well… th-that’s not really… okay, you have a point,” she quickly agreed, shrinking back.
“Alright, dinner’s ready. Go get my money. I don’t like my things being kept in other people’s hands.”
Lu Miaomiao frowned at her greasy face in disgust and turned away, looking at Xiao Bian’an’s handsome profile instead.
Mm, much more pleasing to the eye.
Huh? His face is red again. So cute.
“Alright, I’ll go get it right away!” Liu Huifang said pitifully, reluctantly leaving with her two crying children.
“Move faster! If you don’t, I’ll beat them into cripples!” Lu Miaomiao urged impatiently.
“‘I’?” Xiao Bian’an couldn’t help but smile at her slip of the tongue.
“Ahem, I said it wrong! I meant ‘girl’! It’s all Liu Huifang’s fault—she keeps swearing, I got infected. I’m a civilized person,” she quickly defended herself.
“You’re right,” Xiao Bian’an said gently, patting her hair.
Xiao Caocao touched her stomach in confusion—why did she suddenly not feel hungry anymore?
Meanwhile, Liu Huifang, forced into submission, glared bitterly at the affectionate pair but said nothing.
She could only think in her heart: shameless dogs, flirting in broad daylight.
But she didn’t dare say a word.
“Alright, it’s my fault. I’ll go, I’ll go get it!”
She quickly ran back inside, ignoring the crying children.
Lu Miaomiao held Xiao Bian’an’s much larger hand, lazily tracing patterns on his palm.
His hands, hardened by training, had a thin layer of calluses and long, elegant fingers. Hers, by contrast, were soft and delicate.
Xiao Bian’an lowered his eyes to their intertwined hands, then tightened his grip when she kept fidgeting.
Deprived of her little amusement, Lu Miaomiao leaned lazily against his shoulder.
She glanced at the couple Liu Guilan and Xiao Bisheng who were silently checking on the twins, and spoke calmly: