That day was the anniversary of her mother's death, and she was still eight years old.
However, it has been found that I have been unable to practice for some years.
The head of the Mu family rarely remembered Mu Chuyue's existence.
Only Mu Yingying often came to the remote courtyard to cause trouble.
Fang Junkun was older than Mu Yingying.
He went with his mother to Yunye City to visit the eldest lady, and went with her to tease Mu Chuyue.
The two of them went to the warehouse and stole smelly grass leaves, slipped into the courtyard and threw them into Mu Chuyue's tribute to her mother.
The disgusting smell instantly filled the room.
Even though Mu Chuyue usually behaved softly and did not dare to openly oppose Mu Yingying, she still started to fight with her.
Mu Yingying was five years older and much stronger, but she was unable to suppress the furious Mu Chuyue for a moment.
Fang Junkun smiled ferociously and slapped Mu Chuyue to the ground.
A strange scarlet color appeared on the shiny cheeks, and the palm prints were frighteningly clear.
Mu Yingying was able to break free, put her hands on her hips and said with a smile: "How dare you, a motherless little bitch, dare to seek justice from me without making people laugh."
"You're just a loser who's dead and you still dare to show up.
I have to teach you a lesson so that you know what it means to be respectful and inferior."
After that, he slapped Mu Chuyue twice more.
He grabbed a peach from the tribute, opened his mouth to take a few bites, then spat the pulp to the ground with a strange scream, cursing: "This stinky grass is so damn stinky that I can't eat the peach anymore."
"Cousin, what do you want to eat?
You don't have to worry about getting upset if you eat something that has passed the little bitch's hands, haha."
Mu Yingying covered her face and chuckled.
She was in her early thirteen years, and her face was much more beautiful than that of ordinary girls.
Her eyebrows were curved, and Fang Junkun couldn't take his eyes away for a while.
"Cousin, you are so beautiful" "Cousin Jing loves to make Yingying happy."
Mu Yingying was praised for no reason, and she felt a little embarrassed: "Cousin, let's leave quickly.
There is a bad memorial tablet here, which is too unlucky."
On a piece of white wood, there are crookedly written words "Mother Gu Xinyan's memorial tablet", and white smoke is slowly rising from the old incense burner in front.
Fang Junkun felt a chill running down his spine, swallowed, and smashed the peach in his hand into Mu Chuyue's arms.
"Cousin, the little loser was beaten so badly by us, what if he goes to your father to complain?"
He was inexplicably afraid of the Mu family leader, and was afraid of offending him.
"Not afraid" Mu Yingying proudly showed off the dimples at the corners of her mouth, the baby fat has not completely faded away: "Let's complain to father first, saying that the little bitch found smelly grass to smoke the second lady's tomb.
Father will definitely deal with her severely."
"But the smelly grass was obviously found by us, so it will be seen through."
"No, my father loves me the most.
I only believe in Yingying's words."
Then, the two figures disappeared across the courtyard gate.
Mu Chuyue had always been weak, and after receiving a few slaps from Fang Junkun, she lost all the strength to resist.
The maid in the courtyard was often lazy and went out to play, and it took an entire afternoon to bring the bruised Mu Chuyue back to bed to rest, without even going to the steward to ask for ointment.
At night, before Mu Chuyue could recover, the head of the Mu family came to the small courtyard under the pressure of Mu Yingying's cries and Fang Junkun's pull.
The moment the head of the Mu family made contact with her, he turned his head to the side and scolded sternly: "You don't behave like a young lady.
I will punish you to go to the ancestral hall to repent for seven days.
When is the rule?"
"Father" sounded like a mosquito, and Mu Chuyue was so weak that there was no trace of color on her face.
But the head of the Mu family has disappeared.
Fang Junkun took Mu Yingying's little hand and came to her bedside: "You're a little waste, no mother cares for you, no father wants you." xx4911131: