Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

  Bai Ziqiang: "Sister, did someone bully you?"

  After asking this, Bai Ziqiang's expression darkened again. What should he do if he is bullied? He can't seek justice for the eldest sister now.

Baitang sat down and opened the oiled paper: "I heard people say that Dujun Wu's aunt is so kind. She even took a picture of sending clothes and rice to the children in the orphanage and published it in the newspaper, so I thought about it." The eldest wife is such a kind-hearted person, and her man is still Wu Jidun and Wu Dujun, a powerful lord, so I feel that if I go to ask the eldest wife to uphold justice for us, maybe the younger sister will be saved. The illnesses of the second and third children will be relieved, and the bad guys will be punished."

  Bai Fujiang asked weakly: "Sister, what happened next?"

   In the end, there is still a glimmer of hope.

Baitang smiled wryly and shook his head: "I made many inquiries and found out that the eldest lady is going to the plum garden to listen to an opera, so I went to the plum garden to beg the eldest lady, but I didn't even see the eldest lady's face, so I knelt on the ground. Shouting and begging, there are several protectors around the eldest lady, I was beaten up by them, and on the way back, I met a kind man who gave me this pancake, father, second child, third child, eat quickly Pad your stomach."

   There were exactly four pancakes, and each person shared one.

   Such pancakes have oil in their hands, but they have never dared to think about it for a long time.

  The three of them gulped when they smelled it.

  Bai Shanxi tore the pancake in half, and asked again: "Daughter, where did they beat you? Does it hurt?"

Baitang bit the pancake: "What can it do if it hurts? I finally understand. In our village, there is a saying that evil masters have evil servants, and the owner of a mad dog must be a black-hearted one. Some people beat people casually, let's not count on these powerful people. Some people are just wolves in sheep's clothing."

   Those few people shot people to death. If you want to say how good this eldest lady is, it may not be true.

  Bai Shanxi divided half of the pancake and gave it to his two sons: "Second and third, eat more, you will get better soon."

The third child, Bai Fujiang, also divided his own piece of pancake, stretched out his hand and shouted: "Eldest sister, you eat, you are also injured, my second brother and I are both dead now, my father is also weak in legs and feet, and my younger sister... Now I can only count on you."

  Bai Fujiang felt it faintly. He was afraid that he would not get better. He didn’t feel it in his legs. Sometimes he didn’t even feel it when he pooped or peed.

  Bai Zixi simply put down his piece of pancake: "Daughter, dad won't eat it. You can eat half of this pancake when you go to work tomorrow morning. Only when you are full can you work hard."

   It's not that they don't feel sorry for Baitang, love is love, but as long as they can walk and move their hands, even if they are injured, they have to continue to work. This is something that can't be helped.

  Baitang was very decisive: "I tell you to eat, you just eat, don't dawdle here, there is me and the fourth child at home, and when the fourth child comes back in a few days, are you still afraid of starving to death?"

   Now that she is the master of this body, she naturally has to find a way.

  Bai Shanxi: "Daughter, save as much as you can, and if something happens to the fourth child, we can still last a little longer."

  A piece of wheat fritters with some almonds in it. But they have never been able to afford it.

  Baitang couldn't persuade them. In the end, she took a bite, and the others didn't eat it. They wrapped the pancakes again and planned to eat them tomorrow.