The mother of the era is reborn to support her cannon fodder children!

Chapter 136 "Jingmo Guangbai"

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A residential building for family members.

There was a knock on the door.

"Mom, don't open the door." The thin, sallow-faced little boy grabbed the woman, stopping her from opening the door.

Yuan Qin pulled her son's hand away and reassured him weakly, "It's okay, the neighbors are all here, nothing will happen."

He left with a remark and hurried to open the door.

The boy lowered his head, his face full of disappointment.

Another, even smaller boy held his older brother's hand tightly.

The little body trembled, and the childish voice quivered, "Brother, I'm scared."

"It's okay," said the little boy who spoke first. "I'll protect you."

As he spoke, he stared at the door, his dark, bright eyes burning with resentment.

It must be Grandma's family coming to take their house!!

The little boy's eyes darkened as he thought of his mother, who couldn't protect them at all.

Yuan Qin opened the door, and a woman who was half a head taller than her bumped into her shoulder and barged into the room.

Its shrewd little eyes scanned the room, a greedy gleam in their depths.

She put her things on the table and said bluntly, "My dear sister-in-law, you are so lucky. Your mother was worried about you and your child living alone, so she brought the whole family to support you."

"...Support, support your back?" Yuan Qin was stunned, not understanding. "How do I support my back?"

The woman scoffed, "How else can we support ourselves? We'll move in."

Yuan Qin's face turned pale, and she said in a panic, "Move...move it over here?"

An old, sharp-tongued woman walked in, staring at her with hostile eyes. "What? You don't want to?"

"No, no." Yuan Qin had been beaten and scolded by her family since she was a child, and she couldn't say a word of dissent to her own mother.

The slightly older boy walked over and said, "I disagree!"

The old woman immediately grabbed his ear and twisted it hard, scolding him in a half-threatening tone: "What business is it of yours, you little brat! This is my daughter's house, I can stay here whenever I want."

She sneered and slapped the boy's head so hard that his ears rang and he couldn't hear anything.

"Still think you're the young master of the Meng family? Don't you know who you are now? Believe me or not, I'll sell you both!"

Another little boy saw his brother being beaten and started crying loudly.

"elder brother--"

"Don't hit my brother!"

The timid boy grabbed his grandmother's hand, trying to pull her away, but was kicked away.

He cried out in pain, which prompted his neighbors to bang on their doors.

Concerned voices drifted into the room.

"Yuan Qin, what's wrong inside?"

"Are you okay?"

Why is Bai Bai crying?

Meng Guangbai was about to shout towards the door when the Yuan family members covered his mouth.

"Shut up! Or I'll sell you!"

The little boy looked terrified and was trembling all over.

Old Mrs. Yuan stared intently at Yuan Qin with her sharp eyes. "Speak! What do you think I'm going to do to you, my dear neighbor?"

Yuan Qin's younger sister-in-law, fearing that her sister-in-law was talking nonsense, said, "Sister-in-law, you should think this through. Meng Jiusi has been taken away and may never come back in this lifetime. The only thing you can rely on is your family."

The slightly older boy, Meng Jingmo, had his arm held and mouth covered by Old Lady Yuan, and he stared at his mother.

He hoped his mother would call for help!
He doesn't want his grandparents to move in!

When his father was alive, the Yuan family didn't dare to bully them. But after his grandfather and father were taken away, these people became very scary.

He knew that the Yuan family wanted to seize his house and the money his father left them!

Yuan Qin didn't dare look at her son's face, nor did she dare to defy her family. She walked towards the door and said, "...It's okay, the child was just bumping into something."

She told a lie.

Upon hearing this, Meng Jingmo's eyes dimmed, and his heart grew colder and colder.

He struggled to get up and try to save himself, but his grandmother pinched his mouth and squeezed his soft flesh hard, making Xiao Jingmo's eyes well up with tears.

"Mom, what are you doing? Momo is still so young..." Yuan Qin stepped forward to stop her, but inadvertently met her eldest son's bloodshot eyes, and her feet froze on the spot.

In just a few months, Meng Guangbai was no longer as naive as before. He learned something, huddled on the ground and cried, calling out "Dad" in his heart.

The people outside didn't believe Yuan Qin's words, but they couldn't possibly barge into someone else's house.

They exchanged a glance, seeing helplessness in each other's eyes.

"Yuan Qin, if you need any help, just call us. We're all here."

"MoMo and XiaoBai are both good kids, let's talk things out slowly."

……

Despite all that, Yuan Qin still didn't open the door, only saying, "It's alright, thank you. Everyone should go to sleep. It's so late... I won't open the door."

The Meng family's neighbors didn't know what to say, so they sighed and went back to their own homes.

If it weren't for Madam Meng's kindness and the politeness of Momo and Xiaobai, they wouldn't have bothered with Yuan Qin, this clown.

I never realized she was so clueless!

Footsteps sounded outside, and after everything quieted down, Old Mrs. Yuan finished beating her grandson and immediately took over her daughter and son-in-law's room, leaving her son and daughter-in-law to live in the other small room.

Yuan Qin was dumbfounded and asked hesitantly, "Mom, where will I and the children live?"

Old Mrs. Yuan rolled her eyes. "The living room is so big, how can we not have enough room! Oh, I'm so sleepy. If it weren't for you, you naughty girl, I wouldn't have stayed up this long. You two can go to sleep."

Meng Jingmo was only six years old and could not resist the adults, but he was clever. Before the wicked grandmother entered the house, he went back to the house and gathered his and his younger brother's clothes.

As soon as she stepped out of the house, her cousin stopped her.

Yuan Jinbao was two years older than Meng Jingmo and was the only son in his family, so he was extremely domineering.

He rammed into Meng Jingmo, causing Meng Jingmo to stumble back several steps and nearly fall to the ground.

"Jinbao, why did you bump into Momo?" Yuan Qin was not happy, but she couldn't do anything about her nephew, so she just said that.

"This is my home. You're all living under someone else's roof. If you don't want me to kick you out, you'll have to listen to me!" Yuan Jinbao said domineeringly.

Yuan Qin looked at her family in disbelief.

Like a raging beast, Meng Jingmo punched Yuan Jinbao, yelling, "This isn't your house! This is my house!"

Before Yuan Jinbao could react, he threw punch after punch, his face full of malice.

When the Yuan family realized what was happening and saw their only son being beaten, they grabbed Meng Jingmo and, without caring that he was their own grandson (nephew), beat him severely.

The scene was chaotic for a while.

Yuan Jinbao yelled "Ahhh!" several times, filled with hatred, and added fuel to the fire, "Hit him! Kill him! He dares to hit me, Meng Jingmo is dead! I'm going to kick him out and make him a little beggar!"

Several hands slapped her body. Meng Jingmo curled up, glaring at them resentfully, without uttering a single word of begging for mercy.

Seeing his brother being beaten, Meng Guangbai grabbed the adults' hands, crying, "Don't hit my brother, don't hit my brother, waaaaah, Dad, when my dad comes back he will definitely not forgive you, waaaaah."

When Yuan Qin saw her son being beaten, she rushed to stop him, but her younger brother grabbed her wrist and threw her aside.

He said, "Sister, you can't teach him a lesson without discipline. He even dared to hit his own cousin; he really needs to be taught a lesson. Your husband is gone, and you only have your two sons to rely on. You can't let them go untrained. I know you're reluctant, so we'll take care of it for you. Don't worry, he's my own nephew. I'm watching over him; nothing will happen." Anyone with a normal brain would know this was nonsense, but Yuan Qin believed it.

She looked at her beaten son with tears in her eyes, her face full of heartache, and she didn't go forward again.

Yuan Xiaodi's lips curled slightly, inwardly cursing Yuan Qin for being stupid.

He wanted to take over the Meng family's house, so of course he wished the two Meng family brats dead. How could he possibly be genuinely kind to them?

They just moved in, no rush. We'll wait until they're a bit older. They can still do some housework in the next few years, so it's a sure thing.

Meng Guangbai was also hit a few times while protecting his brother. The child was in so much pain that his face turned pale, and he cried out for his mother.

Yuan Qin felt sorry for her and advised, "Mo Mo, quickly apologize to your brother Jin Bao..."

"Pah!" Meng Jingmo's face was swollen from the slap. He spat and looked at Yuan Qin with no more affection in his eyes. "This is my home. My family name is Meng, not Yuan!"

He protected his younger brother fiercely, vowing that he would take him to find their father if he ever had the chance.

Yuan Qin met her son's dark eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and she felt inexplicably panicked, clearly sensing that something precious was slipping away.

"MoMo," she murmured.

Meng Jingmo glanced away, lowered her head, and endured the beating from her maternal grandmother and aunt.

"Look at him, so stubborn," Yuan Xiaodi said sarcastically.

Fearing his mother and wife would beat the two brats to death, he finally called for a stop after a while, "Alright, it's time to sleep, we have to go to work tomorrow."

After speaking, he glanced at the main house, then turned and went into the small room.

Yuan Jinbao kicked Meng Jingmo, stepped on his hand, and laughed triumphantly, "If you dare to be arrogant again and hit me, I'll beat you to death! This is my house from now on, you'd better keep your tails between your legs, or I'll kick you out if you mess with me again."

Yuan's daughter-in-law did not think her son had gone too far.

Previously, the Meng family was well-off, and their two sons had everything—endless clothes, beautiful toys, notebooks… Every time, their son would cry and throw a tantrum, causing chaos in their home. Now, the tables have turned.

After the mother and daughter left, Yuan Qin went to help her two injured sons, but Meng Jingmo brushed her arm away, not letting her touch them, and didn't even look at her.

Meng Guangbai loved his older brother more than his mother, and seeing his brother like this, he didn't let him help him up.

Yuan Qin looked heartbroken, tears streaming down her face, her voice bitter, "You blame me?"

Meng Jingmo, with injuries on his face, spoke calmly, "Dad told you to take good care of us and stay away from the Yuan family. Why didn't you listen?"

The image of her husband's disappointed face flashed through her mind, and Yuan Qin's eyes were full of guilt as she said, "It's easy for you to say. We're just a widow and her children. Who else can we rely on if not your uncle and his family? How can a family function without a man? You're still young and don't understand anything. You'll understand my good intentions when you grow up!"

I don't know if I'm trying to convince myself or to deceive others.

Meng Jingmo had completely given up on this person. He looked at Yuan Qin and said, "What about the money Dad left behind? I want half of it."

"What do you want money for?"

Meng Jingmo didn't explain, his gaze unwavering, "Will you give it to me or not?"

“You’re my son, I’ll definitely give you the money you need, but half is too much. How about I give you a dollar?” Yuan Qin gently persuaded.

"I want half." Meng Jingmo was determined. He knew money was important, and he wanted to get it so he could find out where his father was and take his younger brother to find him.

The Yuan family moved into his house, and he and his brother would die sooner or later if they didn't leave.

Fearing that her son might truly become estranged from her, Yuan Qin had no choice but to agree, "Okay."

"I need it tomorrow," Meng Jingmo emphasized.

“…Okay.” Her husband left eight hundred yuan, which she hid outside; if she had left it at home, the Yuan family would have taken it long ago.

Yuan Qin found some medicine for her son's injuries and applied it to him. Looking at the swollen and red marks on their bodies, her eyes reddened with heartache.

"MoMo, XiaoBai, you don't have a father anymore, and I'm powerless to protect you. You need to change your tempers and be more compliant. Jinbao is your cousin, so you need to get along with him and avoid conflicts with him, especially you, MoMo. You're too impulsive, and you'll suffer because of it, understand?"

Meng Jingmo didn't think he had done anything wrong. He reached out and took the medicine from Yuan Qin's hand, and applied it to his own wound.

"I am right."

Yuan Qin's voice betrayed her annoyance, "Meng Jingmo!"

Meng Jingmo looked up at her, his eyes burning like flames, and said, word by word, "I'm not wrong! This is my home, and my surname is Meng, not Yuan."

Yuan Qin reached out to hit him, but Meng Guangbai stood in front of his brother, his little voice trembling, "Don't hit my brother, hit me instead."

Meng Jingmo pulled her younger brother back and completely ignored Yuan Qin.

He hates everyone in the Yuan family!

I can't even like his mother anymore!

Feeling wronged, Yuan Qin sat on the ground and cried. How could her home have become like this?
She knew she was weak-willed and couldn't protect the children, but she was doing it for their own good.

……

That night.

Meng Jiusi slept restlessly; he dreamt of his two sons—

After he was taken away, his wife was controlled by her family, who allowed the Yuan family to move in. The Yuan family seized his house and property, abused his two sons, deprived them of food and water, and prevented them from going to school.

His youngest child was burned alive with a fever. Before he died, his stomach was empty and he was so hungry that he was just skin and bones. The Yuan family abandoned him and threw him into the deep mountains to be fed to wolves. His eldest child burned down the house and then wandered away from home, eventually dying under a bridge.

Meng Jiusi shouted "No!" with a ferocious expression on his face and his forehead covered in sweat.

Grandpa Meng noticed that something was wrong with his grandson, so he went over, patted his shoulder, and gently called out, "Jiusi? You're dreaming, wake up."

I wonder what the child was dreaming about; why does he look so pale?

Meng Jiusi woke up with a start, sat up abruptly, and gasped for breath.

The scene from his dream flashed through his mind, and his face turned extremely pale.

"Are you dreaming?" Old Master Meng asked.

Meng Jiusi nodded, "I dreamed about Momo and Xiaobai."

"What you think about during the day, you dream about at night. Your wife has a job, and you have a house. As long as she's not confused, the two children will be fine," Grandpa Meng advised me.
Meng Jiusi wiped the sweat from his forehead and gave a wry smile.

The wife is weak-willed and easily influenced, so the situation in the dream is very likely to happen.

"Grandpa, I'm worried about Yuan Qin's personality."

Grandpa Meng frowned as he thought of his granddaughter-in-law's stubborn and irritable nature.

That girl is indeed a good girl. Jiu Si is not a problem at home. Without Jiu Si, she really can't support the family.

"Jiusi, go find your brother-in-law and ask him to inquire about Jingmo and Guangbai's situation. If they're doing well, let them come with your wife. If they're not doing well, I'll find a way to send them over."

Fearing his grandson might overthink things, he added, "Don't worry about owing favors. Life is long, and Grandpa will help you repay those favors together."

Meng Jiusi: "Hmm."

After getting up, washing up, and feeding the pigs, he went to the mountains to dig for medicinal herbs.

They hadn't gone far when they encountered the twins.

Yu Bao and Heng Bao hadn't been up the mountain for a while. When they saw Xing Ci and the others going up the mountain, they followed them. They were excitedly picking wild eggs when they saw Meng Jiu Si.

Before they could speak, they noticed the man waving at them.

The twins were puzzled, so they walked over hand in hand.

"Are you calling us?" Hengbao asked, tilting his head back.

Looking at the two identical faces, Meng Jiusi realized that these were his nephews, and his eyes softened.

"Could you please do me a favor?"

Yu Bao and Heng Bao exchanged a glance. It was the first time an adult had asked them for help, so the two boys straightened their backs and held their heads high.

"What's the matter?"

Meng Jiusi said, "I need to speak with your father. Could you please call him over for me?"