Chapter 44

"Grandma, calm down. The second uncle and the second aunt are filial people. They may be provoked by others. We can't make jokes here and let the really hateful people hide in the dark."

Ling Xiaoying quietly pulled her mother away, leaned against the old lady's ear, and whispered softly. Her eyes did not forget to point to the wooden door that had always been closed. The angry old lady was shocked and instantly realized that they were going to go to hell. Why did she come here? Xiaoying was right, she shouldn't have made trouble here in the first place. If she wanted to make trouble, she should have gone to the bastard's house to make people laugh.

"Open!"

After thinking about this, the old lady who was out of breath earlier broke away from her daughter and granddaughter angrily. She pointed at her son and daughter-in-law's nose and shouted arrogantly, "Didn't you help that bastard? Then let's go in and have a look."

After finishing speaking, the old lady turned around and rushed towards the wooden door. Ling Jiang and the others also stepped forward when they saw this.

"Bang!"

"Open the door, you bloody bastard! Open the door for me!"

"Ling Jingxuan, you unfilial and disrespectful bastard! You are hiding at home even though your grandma is here, do you intend to piss your grandma to death? Open the door..."

"Open the door!”

"Mother, please go back. Mother, please. Can't I live alone without dividing the family?" Chenglong pleaded as he hugged his mother.

"Ling Jiang, you can't do this..."

Ling Chenglong and his wife rushed up to dissuade them. But they can only cry and shout. They didn't dare to fight hard because of the old lady, but how could the angry old lady listen to their words?

In the yard, the little buns who had been tightly hugging all this time couldn't help trembling all over. Everyone in the village said his father was a monster. In their view, the old lady outside was the monster, a terrifying ghost.

"Bang, bang!"

As they struggled and pushed each other, the rickety wooden door couldn't withstand the rough kicks and slaps. With a loud bang, it fell to the ground, raising a thick cloud of dust. Everyone was stunned by the unexpected outcome.

"Woooo—brother—"

The little bun hid in his brother's arms even more upon hearing that terrible sound. Ling Wen, who was equally frightened, hugged his brother tightly and pursed his little mouth into a straight line as he suppressed the tears welling up. The big bun stared at the women like they were ghosts.

"Xiao Wen! Xiao Wu! My good grandsons!"

Seeing the little bun crying so sadly, Ling Wang came back to her senses and waved away Ling Jiang's mother and daughter who were standing in front of her. She threw herself in front of the two children and hugged them tightly as her tears streamed down her face. What kind of evil did she do, why did she meet such a superb mother-in-law? God, she really wants to kill them.

"Uuuu grandma, I'm afraid—uuuuu..."

 Ling Wu cried even more heart-pitifully.

Ling Wen couldn't hold back the tears anymore. His tears rolled out from his eyes quietly. His little fists were tightly clenched together. He was less than five years old, but it was the first time to really realized the true meaning of the word hate.

"Howling, who are you crying for? Where is that bastard? Let him come out. I'm going to tear him apart."

Taking advantage of the moment when her son moved, the old lady broke away from him violently. She entered the yard while yelling at the two children. With a shake of her thin body, Ling Wu retreated deeper into Ling Wang's arms, his cry turned into a sob. It was even more distressing.

Ling Wen, after looking deeply at them for a long time, straightened up his small chest and walked up step by step to block the old lady.

"My father is not at home. You are not welcome here. Please go out."

Looking up at them, Ling Wen said clearly each words. The little hands on his back couldn't stop shaking. Although he was afraid he was the eldest son of this family. The man who would support the family in the future. Since Daddy was not there, he will guard the family instead of his father. He will protect his younger brother. He will never let others run amok.

However, he seemed to forget his age and thin body.

"Where did this dog bastard come from?"

"Snapped!"

Ling Jiang stepped forward and slapped Ling Wen fiercely on the mouth. His small body was thrown back several steps and finally fell to the ground with a bang.

"Xiaowen!"

"Don't hit my brother, you bad woman! Don't hit my brother..."

Ling Chenglong and his wife were shocked.

Ling Wu even forgot to be afraid. He cried and rushed to push Ling Jiang away. Then turned around tremblingly and stretched out his small arms to hug his brother

Ling Wen’s skinny little face was swollen at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye. A few fresh fingerprints almost occupied half of the cheeks. Ling Chenglong gathered him to his arms as he and his wife burst into tears in distress.

Yan Shengrui, who came out of the house but was forced back by headaches again and again, heard that his son had been beaten. All the headaches disappeared. Yan Shengrui stood up and staggered.

"Mother, look, these are new. They must have been bought by the second elder brother and second sister-in-law in private?"

"Grandma, there is still so much meat here. They bought a lot of rations?"

"Mother, I found this on their bed. It's all new clothes! And a whole piece of cloth!"

The ladies didn't have the slightest sympathy for the child. They ignored the two hugging and crying bitterly as they rummaged through Ling Jingxuan's house like bandits to find the things he bought from the market earlier. A bowl of twice-cooked pork with fungus and two scallion pancakes were taken out.

Looking at those things, the old lady couldn't help the hatred deepening in her heart. She glared at her daughter-in-law and the two little bastards viciously. "Take it back for me!” said loudly. “Even if I throw away the Ling family's things, I can't have you give that bitch something."

Although the old Ling's family is not considered rich, they are not short of food and clothing. But the old lady is an extremely selfish person. Except for the old man, she is stingy to everyone, including herself and her beloved daughter. The greed in Li has already betrayed her.

"Yes, mother." Ling Jiang, holding brand-new farm tools and other things, looked at the half bowl of twice-cooked pork in her daughter's hand and swallowed her saliva. Under the watchful eyes of the old lady, except for Ling Chenghua who was holding the cloth, the other two were about to go to the kitchen again then to the courtyard to take away all those new things and rations.

"You are not allowed to rob my house! It was bought by my father with hard money. You are not allowed to rob..."

Seeing this, Ling Wen couldn't care less about the pain on his face. He cried and struggled in Ling Chenglong's arms. His tearful eyes were full of distress, their family bought those things with great difficulty and they must not let them take them away.

"Woo...you are robbers, don't take our things! That's ours..."

Little Baozi was also crying so hard that his voice was exhausted. Ling Chenglong and his wife hugged them tightly, fearing that they would rush up and be hurt even more. If they lost their things, they could earn more. If they lost their lives, they would have nothing.

That's right, it was their close relatives who robbed them and it was even their mothers who gave the orders. The pain in their hearts was no less than that of the two buns.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a pure man's roar sounded and the people who were "busy" were all startled, subconsciously looking in the direction of the voice.

Yan Shengrui, with a white cloth wrapped on his head, leaned profusely on the door frame. His face was as pale as paper but his eyes were sharp and menacing. However, his handsome appearance and the unique temperament of the royal family made Ling Chenghua and Ling Xiaoying, who were not yet married, both look at him and blushed.

 "Father? Father, they want to rob us!"

Looking in a daze at Yan Shengrui who suddenly appeared, Ling Wu broke away from his grandparents’ embrace. He no longer cared whether it was acceptable action, but he cried and rushed to hug his father’s leg.

"Be good. Don't cry, Father will protect you."

　　Yan Shengrui calmed down bluntly. His sharp and frightening gaze was suddenly turned to the old lady standing in the middle of the yard. Like a knife blade with years of killing on the battlefield, the murderous aura is branded to their bones. So terrifying that people couldn't breathe, the old lady took a few steps back in fright. Ling Jiang also leaned towards the old lady tremblingly while Ling Chenghua and Ling Xiaoying's faces turned red and then white. Yan Shengrui’s appearance and demeanor undoubtedly made their hearts tremble. However, the fact that Xiao Baozi called him his father completely hit them again.

"May I ask who the young master is? We are..."

"Get out!" Ling Chenghua, who was holding the cloth, stepped forward thinking she was elegant. Her voice was so coquettish that it almost dripped, but before she finished speaking, Yan Shengrui flicked past. She froze in place instantly in fright. Her red face quickly paled.

"Where did you come from, wild man? Why are you in that bitch's house?" The old lady, who was still inexplicably afraid before, saw her daughter being humiliated. She stepped forward to put her arms around her daughter and glared at Yan Shengrui bitterly.

"Bitch?!" Even though he has heard it countless times, Yan Shengrui still couldn't help but feel distressed. His already terrifying gaze became even more murderous. "No matter how cheap Jingxuan is, he would not openly hook up with men. Your daughter...huh. You're just a little village girl. You think you deserve to seduce me?" Yan Chengrui's voice was not deliberately lowered but raised istead.

"Haha." The villagers blocking the door burst into laughter. The mother and daughter as well as the old lady turned blue with anger. With everyone in the family, which children are not handled properly by her? Have they ever been insulted like this?

Shengrui is the royal prince and he is also the first prince in history who holds military power. He has made great military achievements. A village girl, let alone seduce him, is not even qualified to appear in front of him.

Of course, this doesn't necessarily mean he has fully regained his memory. If he has to say something, it should be his instinctive reaction. The amnesiac prince is still a prince, and those things imprinted in his bones since childhood can never disappear.

"Can anyone tell me what's going on here?"

Suddenly, Ling Jingxuan's cold voice resounded. He and Ling Jingpeng walked out together from the backyard. With his coarse linen clothes, he had a cold and stern expression, his gaze sweeping slowly over everyone in the courtyard before finally landing on Ling Wen's swollen little face. A killing intent comparable to Yan Shengrui quickly flashed in his eyes. Ignoring everyone's attention, Ling Jingxuan took three steps and walked toward his beaten son.

"Who did this?" Squatting in front of him, Ling Jingxuan gently touched his swollen cheek and softly asked. His tone was inexplicably gentle, but it sounded eerie to others.

"Dad, Daddy... You're finally back. Daddy..." Ling Wen couldn't hold back anymore and rushed into his arms. His thin arms tightly hugged his neck as he cried hoarsely. Ling Jingxuan couldn't bear to see him like this, so he hugged him even tighter.

Seeing this, Yan Shirui wanted to lead the little one over, but as soon as he left the door frame, he couldn't help trembling. A surging dizziness overwhelmed him, forcing him to abandon the idea of approaching Ling Jingxuan.