When old man Chen fell to the ground, Zhou's face was spattered with blood. She cried and curled up, wiping the wetness on her face with trembling fingertips, shouting: "It has nothing to do with me! It has nothing to do with me...Don't kill me!"
Zhou Shi was so scared that she crawled towards Caoyu on her hands and feet.
"I'm her aunt!" Mrs. Zhou pressed Cao Yu into her arms desperately, "We depend on each other! It's always him...it's all him!" She pointed at Chen Ren in silence , "He was the one responsible for the beatings and scoldings! He also wanted to attack Cao Yu. Cao Yu and Cao Yu are so small, I won't obey... I won't obey! Don't kill me!"
Donglin's tiger's mouth was stained with blood. He changed his hand knife and wiped the blood off his clothes. He looked at Mr. Zhou like the kind of eyes you see everywhere on the street. After wiping his hands clean, he moved towards Zhou.
Zhou's cold hair stood on end, and she pressed the grass tightly, refusing to come near. Caoyu struggled in her arms, and the little girl cried "Uncle Dong" until her voice became hoarse from crying. Zhou was in a state of panic, as if holding a life-saving straw, choked with grass and rain and unable to breathe.
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