Became a poor little boy abandoned by his educated youth mother?

Chapter 115 Shocked My Mother

Without staying here for long, An Qingping carried the wolf's body on his back and walked out of the mountain with his two children.

It was getting late, so they went down the mountain faster, but An Xueyan's short legs were still hanging there.

Before she was halfway there, her father carried her onto his other shoulder. Otherwise, she wouldn't have known what time it was by the time she got home.

So in the end, apart from her brother who took care of himself, it was her father, the pillar of the family, who took on everything alone.

When the three of them reached the foot of the mountain, it was already dark and they could only move forward by the faint moonlight.

Zhang Guihua, who was in the old house over there, saw that it was already dark and the third uncle and his friends had not returned yet. She was worried that something had happened.

He said to his wife, "I'm going to go check on the eldest and second sons. Why haven't they come back yet at this hour?"

An Youliang tapped his pipe and said, "I'll go with you. You stay home and watch over my daughter."

"Okay, Dad, take the flashlight with you when you go out and be careful with your steps." An Qingyu took out the flashlight from home and handed it to the two elders.

After finding his two sons and telling them what happened, An Jianshun comforted them, "Dad and Mom, don't worry too much. The third son shouldn't be going to a dangerous place with the children. He may be on his way back. My eldest brother and I will go check on him."

Zhang Guihua: "I'm worried because I have two children."

An Qingguo advised the two old people, "Dad and Mom, you go home first. We will go to the foot of the mountain to look for it. If it doesn't work, I will find someone to go up the mountain."

An Youliang hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Alright, your mother and I will wait at home. You two brothers should also be careful with yourselves."

After sending the two old people back home, the two brothers walked towards the mountain. They were very calm when comforting the old people, but now they both quickened their pace.

When we were almost at the foot of the mountain, we saw a tall and strong shadow without a head in the distance.

"Brother, what do you see in front of us? It doesn't look like a person at all." An Youshun nervously grabbed his brother's arm.

Could it be that they are traveling with some great immortal?

An Jianguo also saw it, but he couldn't see clearly what it was, but the figure was still walking towards him.

He felt a little nervous, but his years of experience as a captain helped him to calm down. He shouted sternly, "Who is playing tricks over there? Come out now."

"Uncle." "Brother." "Uncle." Several familiar voices came from a distance.

"This is the voice of the third brother and the others. Could it be some kind of monster?" An Qingshun muttered.

"Old Three, is that you?"

An Qingping's face darkened when he heard what his second brother said. He answered his eldest brother's question: "It's us."

An Qingguo walked up quickly with the second brother holding a flashlight.

When I got closer and shone the light on the third child, I realized why they didn't look like humans. On one side was a wolf, and on the other was their niece.

The brothers' attention was drawn to the wolf.

An Qingguo asked worriedly, "Third brother, did you encounter a pack of wolves? Are you three not injured?"

The second oldest, An Qingshun, was startled and said, "Why is there so much blood on Shitou? Where did he get hurt?"

An Honglei puffed out his chest proudly and said, "Uncle, Uncle, this is wolf blood on me. We are not injured. I killed the wolf."

His tone was full of pride. Being able to kill wolves alone at such a young age was an ability that not everyone had. He had every reason to be proud.

"This...this is the person you killed?" An Qingshun suspected that he was hallucinating.

An Qingguo looked at the three people in front of him in disbelief.

"Honglei killed him. Let's go back and talk about it in detail." An Qingping confirmed that this was the fact.

The eldest and second oldest brother quickly took the backpack and An Xueyan from the third brother.

"Uncle, I can walk down by myself."

"It's okay, uncle will carry you faster so we can go home early." He still wanted to hear about his nephew killing the wolf, so he ignored his niece's protests and just carried the man on his back and strode home.

As for the wolf, let the third brother carry it because he is very strong.

The group returned to the old house. Zhang Guihua came out after hearing the noise. The first thing she saw was the blood on her grandson's body. There was no way, An Honglei walked in front.

Zhang Guihua staggered and almost fell to the ground. It was her husband who helped her from behind to help her stabilize herself.

He ran over and looked his grandson up and down: "Shitou, what's wrong with you? Are you hurt? Does it hurt? Let's go to the hospital right away."

Following the crowd into the hospital...Have you ever seen someone running so fast while injured?

An Honglei explained with a smile: "Grandma, I'm not hurt at all. This blood is all wolf blood. Don't worry."

He breathed a sigh of relief: "Wolf blood~"

Then came the louder voice: "Did you encounter a pack of wolves?"

An Qingguo, who had already put his niece down, hurried over to support his mother and comforted her, "Mom, everything is okay. Calm down. You are just a lone wolf, not a wolf pack."

An Youliang calmly looked around at his third son's family. Except for his grandson who looked a little scary with blood on his body, his sons and granddaughters were all fine.

He felt relieved and said, "Shitou, go change your clothes quickly. Your aunt has boiled some hot water for you to wash first."

"I'll go add some water for you." An Qingyu continued.

An Honglei said obediently: "Okay, Grandpa, thank you, aunt."

After putting down the wolf's body, An Qingping found a knife and skillfully skinned the wolf.

"Third brother, why did Shitou kill the wolf alone?" An Qingguo asked. He felt very strange. His father went with them, so why did his 8-year-old son go to kill the wolf?

"Shi Tou has the ability now, so I let him practice and train." An Qingping's casual words earned him a slap on the back from his mother.

And her mother's roar: "He's only an 8-year-old child, and you're so cruel as to let him kill wolves? I've never seen a father as cruel as you. Was this how your father and I treated you when we were children?"

An Qing steadied himself and explained, "Mom, I'm watching over you. Nothing's going to happen. Besides, Hong Lei is much better now than I was when I was little. He..."

Zhang Guihua was now like a dynamite, and she became even more angry when she heard her son's words: "You were watching from the sidelines, and you were taking care of your five-year-old daughter. Is this something a normal father would do? Ask your eldest and second brothers if they raise children like this?"

An Qingguo and An Qingshun, who were named, shook their heads to avoid being criticized by their mother.

An Xueyan looked at her grandmother's attitude and wondered when her father would be let off if this continued.

So he hugged her grandmother's thigh and acted coquettishly: "Grandma, I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"

Zhang Guihua, thinking that her granddaughter was hungry and hadn't had dinner yet, said distressedly, "Your aunt has cooked it and is waiting for you to come back for dinner. Grandma will serve you some rice."