"Baby, you can talk, why don't you?" Fu Wenwen asked softly, looking at Lin An, who was showing a little smugness.
Lin An heard Fu Wenwen's words, his smile disappeared, and he lowered his head. "Uncle, Auntie, I dislike them."
Fu Wenwen froze. Did "uncle" and "auntie" refer to Lin Yu and Lin Xing? "Did they bully you?"
Lin An nodded slightly. Fu Wenwen's heart surged with anger. These two teenagers were bullying a baby?
"Ignore them from now on, Mom loves Lin An!" Fu Wenwen hugged Lin An heartbrokenly and kissed him. "Live with Mom from now on, ignore them."
"Mmm." Lin An rested on Fu Wenwen's shoulder, his eyes full of dependence.
The Fu Wenwen of the past was terrifying. Lin An would get angry whenever he approached her, and she wouldn't give him food. Lin An didn't care; he was used to being alone.
But last time, he almost drowned, and she saved him, bathed him, and cooked a lot of delicious food. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
While he was in a daze, she stayed by his side, wiping his body, accompanying him, holding his hand, and sleeping in his arms.
No one had ever been so good to Lin An. She even sold her clothes for a lot of grain.
She was good to him, so he had to be good to her.
"Mom," Lin An whispered in Fu Wenwen's ear. Fu Wenwen trembled, her heart melting like an ocean. "Yes."
"Mom," Lin An said again.
"Yes," Fu Wenwen replied.
"Mom," Lin An called out, and Fu Wenwen responded each time without any impatience.
While Fu Wenwen and Lin An were deepening their mother-son bond, Su Xiaoxiao waited for a long time without hearing any news of Fu Wenwen being arrested. Instead, she was summoned to the village chief's home.
The village chief placed the letter denouncing Fu Wenwen in front of Su Xiaoxiao, his expression cold and serious. "Su Zhiqing, you wrote this, didn't you?"
"Village Chief, what is this? What did I write?" Su Xiaoxiao's body stiffened when she saw the denunciation letter, and she began to play dumb.
She put on a look of never having seen the letter before, opened it, and read it with feigned surprise. "Village Chief, it says Fu Wenwen is engaging in speculation and profiteering. Could it be a mistake? Wenwen would absolutely not do such a thing. How could she do something like this? She wasn't like this before..."
"Village Chief, will she be alright? Although she's short on money now, she shouldn't be doing this... She's really too foolish..." Su Xiaoxiao's words, while seemingly defending Fu Wenwen, made it sound more like confirming Fu Wenwen's speculation and profiteering.
The village chief glanced at Su Xiaoxiao, emptied the dregs from his pipe, added some tobacco, and lit it.
Having lived for so many years, if the village chief couldn't discern the meaning behind Su Xiaoxiao's words, he would truly have lived in vain.
At the same time, it also confirmed Fu Wenwen's words that this letter was definitely written by Su Xiaoxiao.
He took a calm puff of his cigarette and said slowly, "Su Zhiqing, do you know that Fu Zhiqing is now married into our Honghe Village?"
"What do you mean, Village Chief?" Su Xiaoxiao's heart skipped a beat.
"What you did was not honorable. There are only so many people in the village, and fewer than two hands could have written such a letter. Do you really want me to investigate?" The village chief looked coldly at Su Xiaoxiao and said slowly.
Hearing the village chief's firm words, Su Xiaoxiao stiffened and said pitifully, "Village Chief... I don't know what you're talking about... I really didn't write it."