After listening to Feng Ying's words, Mo Zhuzi was still a little hesitant, worried about whether this would make Yang Chunling feel sad.
"Yingzi, this, not very good?"
At this time, Mo Zhuzi has not yet made up his mind.
After hearing Mo Zhuzi's words, Feng Ying also glanced at Mo Zhuzi with some hesitation.
Looking at the mood of the ink pillar, there was still a little dissatisfaction with the ink pillar.
"Pillar, then, you say, what should we do?
Do you want to go on?
You look at the calves?
After saying that, he also peeled off the clothes on the calf's back and opened it in front of the ink pillar.
Mo Zhuzi immediately saw that on the back of the calf, the red marks, like himself, were also oozing blood.
Moreover, the scars left before have already been scarred.
When he saw his son like this, Mo Zhuzi's mood became even more depressed.
There was still a little dissatisfaction with his mother in his expression, but more than that, he had made up his mind.
"Okay, I got it!
I'm going to the village chief!
"Only the village chief can help with this.
The words of the ink pillar made Feng Yingdu take a high look, and in the eyes that looked over, there was still a trace of moving and admiration for the ink pillar.
"Pillar, thank you for your hard work...... otherwise, I really don't know what to do.
Although Feng Ying has made up his mind, the person who mainly grasps the idea is still the pillar.
After Zhu made up his mind, he immediately went to the village chief.
When the village chief saw Mo Zhuzi coming to look for him, he probably knew what was going on.
Yang Chunling, the old pious woman, is so partial to her children that no one can see it.
Who knew that the two people left in the pillar and the dog didn't mind at all, and they were outsiders, of course, it was difficult to say anything.
But now, after the dog is separated, Yang Chunling will definitely intensify her efforts.
Moreover, if all the anger is vented on the Mo Zhuzi family, it will still explode in the end.
"Pillars?
Here it comes?
The village chief sat down on a stool, banged on his cigarette gun, and spoke slowly.
When Zhu Zi saw the village chief, his eyes flickered a little again.
On the way here, he thought about his actions a little, and he wasn't quite sure if he was going to do such a thing next.
"Well, the village chief ......," he said, hesitating a little.
"What's wrong?"
The village chief asked, looked at the pillar and was silent, and the village chief did not rush him.
Instead, wait for the pillar to open.
Finally, Zhu Zi raised his head and looked into the eyes of the village chief, with a hint of inquiry to the village chief, "Village chief, you say, if I also split up with my mother, wouldn't it be good?"
” At this time, the pillar forgot how angry and determined he was before he came.
"I can't help you decide this matter, you can only choose for yourself!
What do you think?
Of course, the village chief would not say anything to divide the family.
If you take the initiative to open this mouth, then it will make people feel that they are unjust.
If the villagers themselves mentioned it, it would be pretty much the same.
Zhuzi listened to the words of the village chief, looked at the village chief with hesitation on his face, and was a little at a loss, "The village chief, my mother, said that she wanted to drive us out, I, I just hope that there will be a place to live!"
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