Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 96 Crying
Empathy made Broly have no good feelings towards the woman in front of him.

However, the fact that the other party was Hill's mother prevented him from turning his ill feelings into killing the other party.

The noise in the yard also attracted the attention of the people in the house.

When Hill's father saw the situation in the yard, where his wife was sitting on the ground with a swollen face and blood coming out of the corners of her mouth as if she had been beaten, he picked up a clothesline and rushed out.

"Who hit you?"

Hearing her husband's question, the woman, who was somewhat frightened by Broly, subconsciously raised her hand and pointed at the boy in front of her.

"How dare you hit my wife, you bastard?!"

Hill's father immediately became furious, and without caring whether the person his wife was pointing at was a child or not, he raised his stick and hit Broly.

"Crack!"

Not surprisingly, the stick broke directly.

"Uh~"

The man who launched the attack was hit in the stomach by Broly's fist.

The severe pain in his abdomen made the man open his mouth, like a salted fish struggling to breathe.

He stepped back a little bit and suddenly fell to his knees, but was in so much pain that he couldn't make a loud sound.

"I think no one will question me now, right?"

The man was speechless, and the woman quickly shook her head when Broly looked over.

"Well, let's continue with the topic we were talking about. Your son has taken my clothes. As parents, how are you going to deal with this matter?"

Just as the woman was about to say something, a small hand pinched her mouth.

Broly put the index finger of his other hand in front of his mouth and hushed.

"Don't interrupt me. I haven't finished talking yet. I'll give you two choices. One, return my clothes to me. Two, if you really want my clothes for your son, that's fine. I like your daughter, and you can just give her to me as compensation."

Broly stated two choices, then let go and allowed the woman to make the decision.

Just at this moment, a boy who looked happy jumped in from outside the yard. He was wearing Broly's clothes that were stained by the soup yesterday.

After the boy entered the yard, he saw his parents lying on the ground and immediately exclaimed, "Dad, Mom, what happened to you?"

"No, it's nothing, Xia, take off your clothes and return them to your sister's guest."

Hill's father had recovered his breath and understood the current situation. Being knocked down by a punch made him realize Broly's extraordinaryness.

He was just from an ordinary family and didn't want to offend someone he couldn't afford to offend because of a piece of clothing, so when he saw his son come home, he immediately said this to his son.

"What, let me take off my clothes and give them back?"

The boy was a little bit unbelievable. Today he wore this outfit and showed off in front of his friends.

"Didn't we agree that this dress was given to me by that idiot?"

The boy looked at his mother for help.

"Xia, take it off quickly. The owner of the clothes has come to your door. If you don't return the clothes, your sister will be taken away as compensation."

"Hey, there is such a good thing?"

When the boy heard his mother's words, his eyes lit up and his inner thoughts came out directly.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Take off your clothes quickly."

"I'm not taking it off. Let that idiot be taken away by someone else."

"That's your sister!"

"I don't have such a stupid sister. Dad, don't you also dislike that girl because she is clumsy and can't do anything well, and is a burden to the family?"

Children speak without restraint, and what boys say are often hurtful.

"It's worth it to trade this idiot for this dress!"

The boy thought so, but his parents didn't think so. "Stupid, your sister will..."

Having said this, Hill's father suddenly stopped.

Exchange of marriages, exchanging a daughter's happiness for a son's happiness, is not a glorious thing.

"Anyway, you need to take off your clothes now, I say."

The man got up from the ground. Although his abdomen still hurt, he didn't care too much.

He had to catch his son and strip off his clothes to avoid bringing disaster to the family.

The boy hid from his father, walked around his father twice in the yard, and then ran to the woman.

"Mom, Dad is mean to me!"

The woman remained silent. After holding the boy's hand, she began to persuade him: "Be good, son. I will buy you clothes in the future. Let's return this dress."

Hearing this, the boy stared at his mother with eyes wide open, with a look of betrayal and disbelief in his eyes, and the next moment, his spoiled child's temper flared up.

"No, I don't want it. I just want this dress."

The noisy noise annoyed the woman who had just been beaten, and she couldn't help it.

He slapped his son twice on the face.

"Did I spoil you so much that now you don't even listen to your mother? Take it off for me!"

The woman ordered.

"Wow~"

The boy was beaten and was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he burst into tears.

"do not want!"

He lay on the ground crying, trying to hold on to the clothes that had made him stand out in front of his friends today. Or perhaps it was his vanity that was driven by comparison.

This kind of resistance also angered his parents, and one of them dragged the boy up from the ground, while the other stripped the boy's clothes off.

The crying of the eleven-year-old boy echoed in the yard, and the children like Akagi, whose average age was seven or eight years old, looked at them in disbelief.

They cannot understand why boys older than themselves are crying and making unreasonable noises, but the reason is simple: those who are favored are always fearless.

Their parents died young, or abandoned them. In their not-so-long lives, these tragic experiences prevented Akagi and the others from acting like real children and throwing tantrums.

Even though Broly favors them now, with the maturity of Akame and others, they will not allow themselves to cause trouble for their big brother.

"Your brother's crying is very beautiful, isn't it?"

Hearing the boy's crying, Broly, who had been expressionless when he arrived at Hill's house, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and he suddenly asked Hill next to him.

"Ah, this..."

The naive girl with glasses was stunned for a moment, and after careful consideration, she realized that it was indeed the case.

"It sounds pretty good."

She answered Broly's question.

At this moment, the two seemed to have reached a consensus.

In Broly's consciousness, the emotions of a otaku from his previous life were surging.

'He' treats Hill's brother as his own brother.

So, at this moment, Hill's brother's crying became a wonderful music.

Nothing can make a child who is treated unfairly by his parents feel happier than this.

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