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Chapter 5 The Prince's Princess

When Yang Mo saw Xiao Junzheng for the first time, he actually liked it somewhat.

Due to long-term malnutrition, Xiao Junzheng was very thin at that time, with a pointed chin and big black eyes, looking pitiful and girlish.Hiding behind Papa Yang, he looked timidly at Yang Mo and Mrs. Yang, his eyes filled with tension and uneasiness like a pool of spring water.

"This is Xiao Junzheng. We will be a family from now on. He is half a year older than Momo, and he is Momo's older brother." Father Yang smiled gently and led Xiao Junzheng to him.

Xiao Junzheng looked at Mrs. Yang and Yang Mo timidly, and greeted obediently in an extremely small voice: "Hello, auntie and brother."

"He's my brother?" Yang Mo walked up to Xiao Junzheng, looked at Xiao Junzheng who was a head shorter than himself, and curled his lips in disdain, "Not as tall as me! But this skin is really good." Looking at Xiao Junzheng slipping Yang Mo unceremoniously stretched out his hand to pinch the tender face.

After being pinched by Yang Mo, Xiao Junzheng's face immediately showed a red mark.His aching eyes were a little teary, but he didn't dare to avoid Yang Mo's hand that ravaged him.

Looking at Xiao Junzheng's teary eyes, Yang Mo felt a little guilty, withdrew his hand embarrassingly, and said to Father Yang: "A family is a family, but I will never call him brother."

When Father Yang heard this, he knew that although Yang Mo had a bad tone, he really agreed with Xiao Junzheng to live in Yang's house.Patting his son's head affectionately, Father Yang cast his eyes on Mrs. Yang, whose face had been frosted since Xiao Junzheng entered the door, and asked tentatively, "Wife, what do you think?"

Mrs. Yang snorted coldly, her face full of sarcasm, her eyebrows raised high: "I am your wife, if I were your wife, wouldn't I know that you have an extra son?"

Papa Yang rubbed his nose, a little embarrassed, and explained with a wrinkled smile: "What are you talking about, my wife? I only adopted him because he was lonely and helpless. When did he say that he is my son?"

"Do you need to say it?" Mrs. Yang asked aggressively, her voice becoming sharper, "There are so many lonely and helpless people in this world, you don't adopt anyone, but you adopt that bitch's child, and you say it's not your son! If It's not your son, why don't you adopt someone else? Tell me!"

"Enough!" Father Yang's face became ugly, and he scolded Mrs. Yang loudly, "How many times have I said, don't call Xuehan a 'bitch'!"

"Yo! I call her a bitch, do you feel bad? If you feel bad, why did you marry me back then?" Mrs. Yang sneered, and said sarcastically, "You love her so much, but you didn't marry me for money in the end! You like this, What qualifications do you have to say about me!"

"Enough!" Papa Yang's face became more and more ugly.

Mrs. Yang didn't care, and continued to say loudly: "Yang Wenqiang, think about it for me. If there is me in this family without him, or him without me, you can figure it out!" Before going out, he looked back at Father Yang and raised his eyebrows, threatening: "Yang Wenqiang, don't think that my father can't do anything about you now that you are developed, you have to think about it carefully."

Papa Yang's face was extremely ugly, and he didn't stop Mrs. Yang from leaving.

Yang Mo blankly watched his mother stepping on high heels and quickly disappearing from his sight. Although he didn't understand why his parents were arguing, he also knew that it was because of Xiao Junzheng who had just arrived.He turned his face away, and was about to reprimand Xiao Junzheng, but suddenly froze.

Xiao Junzheng seemed to know that the quarrel was due to him, and he lowered his head, but Yang Mo could see round teardrops slipping silently from his eyes and hitting the ground.

Yang Mo frowned, walked up to Xiao Junzheng, wiped away his tears with his sleeve, and comforted him clumsily: "Don't cry, my father and mother often quarrel, it will be fine after a while It's none of your business."

Xiao Jun was raising his small face, and stared blankly at Yang Mo with his big black eyes still full of tears, he smiled shyly after a long time, and replied in a low voice: "En."

Yang Mo looked at the pretty little face covered with tears, and suddenly felt that Xiao Jun was just like the princess imprisoned by the devil in the comic book, and he was the prince who overcame all obstacles to save him.

Heroism filled his chest at once, he puffed up his chest, and assured Xiao Junzheng in a childish and firm voice: "Don't worry, I will protect you well in the future and won't let others bully you!"

Xiao Jun was looking at him with big black eyes, full of smiles.

"Okay." He said with a smile.

I don't know how Papa Yang persuaded her, Madam Yang returned to Yang's house very quickly, although she didn't say to drive Xiao Junzheng out, but seeing Xiao Junzheng was really not a good look.

When school started, Yang Mo was promoted to the second grade, but because Xiao Junzheng had never received preschool education, even though he was half a year older than Yang Mo, he still had to obediently go to kindergarten.

Madam Yang naturally did not let go of this opportunity, looking at Xiao Junzheng with contempt in her eyes: "I have never seen such a stupid person who is still in kindergarten at the age of seven."

Xiao Junzheng's face was flushed with shame, and he lowered his face in bewilderment.

Yang Mo quietly held his hand to encourage him, Xiao Jun was looking sideways at Yang Mo, smiling slightly.

In order to make Mrs. Yang no longer hate him, Xiao Jun is carefully currying favor with Mrs. Yang. Of course, there is also Yang Mo, a dog-headed military advisor, who advises her.one day--

"Is this really okay?" Xiao Jun was looking at Yang Mo anxiously and asked.

"My mother likes to eat strawberries the most. If you send them over, she will definitely be happy." Yang Mo patted his chest for assurance.

Xiao Junzheng hesitated for a moment, but walked over as Yang Mo taught.

"Auntie, you eat fruit." Xiao Jun was holding up a plate full of strawberries and looking at Mrs. Yang expectantly.

Mrs. Yang looked at him coldly, and suddenly thought of something, her eyes flashed with viciousness, she said to Xiao Junzheng for the first time with a pleasant face: "Okay, auntie, you can hold it up."

Xiao Junzheng was ecstatic, and the little head kept pointing: "Okay! Auntie, you eat, I will hold it up!"

Mrs. Yang slowly picked up a strawberry, put it in her mouth, and chewed it slowly.She ate with great grace, but also with great slowness.After she finished eating one, Xiao Jun's hand that was holding the plate trembled slightly.

Madam Yang sneered at the trembling plate, and yelled at Xiao Junzheng: "Why are you shaking, do you really want me to eat it?"

Xiao Jun was shaking his head hastily, trying to keep the plate stable with his sore hands.

A hint of malice flashed in Mrs. Yang's eyes. She picked up a strawberry and asked casually, "Did you wash this strawberry?"

"Yes." Xiao Jun replied timidly looking at Mrs. Yang.

Mrs. Yang looked at his face as beautiful as his rival's, and felt angry. She threw a strawberry on Xiao Junzheng's face, and cursed in a sharp voice: "I don't know how dirty the things that son of a bitch have touched. Give it back to me, do you want to kill me!"

Xiao Junzheng supported the heavy plate for a long time and it was already a little bit crumbling. Now that Mrs. Yang hit him like this, he immediately lost his balance. When he let go of his hand, the plate slid to the ground and shattered all over the floor.He looked at Mrs. Yang in fear.

Mrs. Yang obviously didn't intend to let him go, she pushed him back, and yelled loudly: "I'll just tell you a word and you break the plate for me to see, how brave you are!"

Xiao Junzheng was pushed by her, his body was unstable, he fell backwards, his head hit the ground scattered with debris, blood flowed like a column immediately.

"Junzheng!" Yang Mo, who was secretly observing from the side, ran up in a hurry, trying to help Xiao Junzheng.

"Come back!" Mrs. Yang pulled Yang Mo back, not allowing him to help Xiao Junzheng, "Remember, this is the son of a bitch, and a bitch. You are here to rob your father. You have nothing to do but bully him. Don't be nice to a bastard!"

"Mom, let me go!" Yang Mo wanted to break free from Madam Yang's shackles, but was pulled out of the room by Madam Yang. He could only watch helplessly as Xiao Jun curled up in pain on the ground covered in blood, powerless.

Xiao Junzheng was lying on the ground until Father Yang came home early and found out that he was sent to the hospital.

"I'm sorry." Yang Mo sat on Xiao Junzheng's bedside and said frustratedly, "If it wasn't for my bad idea, you wouldn't have been hurt."

"It's okay." Xiao Junzheng, whose head was tightly bandaged, smiled gently, "It's because I don't please Auntie, it's none of your business."

"I promised to protect you, but I didn't do anything." Yang Mo lowered his head dejectedly, then raised his head quickly, his eyes lit up, and he ran to his room to bring a bear doll and handed it to him. Xiao Junzheng, "Giving it to you is my apology."

"Thank you." Xiao Junzheng knotted the doll carefully and held it in his arms, "I will keep it well."

"En." Yang Mo bared his teeth and smiled at Xiao Jun, showing his cute little canine teeth. "I'm telling you, this doll can record. If you have something to say to it in private, it will remember it. Look, it's this button, just press it..."

In the middle of the night, Yang Mo was woken up by the violent quarrel in his parents' room. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, opened the door, and walked towards the direction of the quarrel.

Halfway there, he unexpectedly saw Xiao Junzheng, with a pale face, standing quietly in the corner holding a bear puppet.

"Junzheng?" Yang Mo called out tentatively.

As soon as Xiao Junzheng heard his voice, he immediately raised his head and looked into his concerned eyes.Two hot tears fell down.

"What's wrong?" Yang Mo was startled by his expression.

"It's okay." Xiao Junzheng shook his head, stopped sobbing, and walked towards Yang Mo, "Momo, can I sleep with you tonight?"

"Okay." Yang Mo readily agreed, hesitantly looked at the parents' room where the quarrel had stopped, took Xiao Junzheng's hand, and returned to his room.

Yang Mo turned off the light, kissed Xiao Junzheng's forehead like Yang's father did to him, then covered the quilt, looked at Xiao Junzheng's shining eyes in the dark and said, "Go to sleep."

Xiao Junzheng blinked a few times, then closed his eyes, hugged the bear puppet tightly and fell asleep.

On the second day, Yang Mo obviously noticed that something had changed. His mother stopped beating and scolding Xiao Junzheng, and instead put a piece of meat to Xiao Junzheng in embarrassment at the dinner table.

Xiao Junzheng didn't say anything, just ate with his head down silently, not knowing what he was thinking.

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