On the day they got their marriage certificate, they had four babies in one pregnancy. What happened

Fu Yao watched his departing figure with a worried expression, clenched his fist, and ran over in small steps.

"Ah Ji! I'll go with you."

Upon hearing the little girl's shout, Cheng Ji paused slightly, his gaze towards Fu Yao carrying a hint of disapproval.

"Yaoyao...you were just frightened, so please rest at home. As for Lü Liangsheng, I'm not sure if he made a stupid mistake or if Principal Lü has ulterior motives. So..."

Fu Yao raised his hand to stop Cheng Ji from finishing her sentence, while using his other hand to hastily wipe away her tears.

"Ah Ji, I'm not afraid of him. I was just scared. I want to go with you. I want to ask Principal Lü myself how he raised his son!"

"And this favor, I also need to ask how I should repay it."

Fu Yao's face was tense, her head tilted back, looking very determined. Although the tears in her eyes hadn't faded, Cheng Ji knew that Fu Yao was always strong.

She wouldn't have been able to get rid of this anger if she hadn't come up with it herself.

He took a deep breath and finally gave in.

"Alright, you'll come with me. But once we're inside the Lü family's gate, you'll stay right by my side, understand?"

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

Fu Yao nodded, took Cheng Ji's arm, and walked towards the Lü family's house, while Zhang Ma stayed home to look after the children.

Today is a sunny day, and it's also a day off. In the residential compound, many women came out to air their quilts.

When they saw Fu Yao helping Cheng Ji out the door, everyone turned to look at him with some disapproval.

Fu Yao and Cheng Ji were in no mood to pay attention to them at the moment, and the two of them quickly walked to Lu Jianlin's courtyard.

In the courtyard, Song Shuzhen squatted by the flower bed tending to the flowers and plants, while Lele squatted under the eaves watching the swarms of ants.

Fu Yao glanced around the courtyard; it had a very homey feel to it, but he didn't see Lü Jianlin, or that shameless bastard. He didn't know if he was too ashamed to show his face after being beaten by her, or if he was already complaining to her.

Fu Yao pursed her lips, fearing the danger would dissipate; she was currently filled with intense anger.

The unexpected visit of Fu Yao and Cheng Ji surprised and delighted the old man and the young man in the courtyard.

Especially Lele, whose big, dark eyes lit up the moment she saw Fu Yao, and then ran over at lightning speed, before politely stopping two steps away from him.

"elder sister!"

Seeing the child's expectant eyes, even though Fu Yao was still holding back his anger, he couldn't help but give him a faint smile.

"Lele".

"Aunt Song."

After calling out to Lele, Fu Yao politely called out to Song Shuzhen as well. Before confirming Lü Jianlin and Song Shuzhen's attitudes, Fu Yao still treated them as elders.

Cheng Ji shared the same thought and nodded slightly to Song Shuzhen.

"Hey, hey, Xiao Song, Xiao Cheng, come in quickly, come in quickly."

"Xiao Cheng, how's your hand? Is it any better? I heard from your uncle that it was quite badly injured."

"Shoulders and hands are delicate areas, so you need to take good care of them. Don't rush, take it slow, and make sure you do your rehabilitation diligently, okay? If you need anything, feel free to tell me anytime."

Song Shuzhen invited the two into the house, wiping the mud off her hands with a towel while keeping a concerned look at the bandages on Cheng Ji's shoulders and hands.

"Okay, I understand, Aunt Song."

Cheng Ji said calmly, glancing in the direction of Lü Jianlin's study.

"Aunt Song, where's Uncle Lü?"

"He's in the study, Lele, go call Grandpa."

Song Shuzhen patted Lele, who was clinging to Fu Yao, and then went to the kitchen to make tea.

Fu Yao and Cheng Ji sat down on the sofa. Judging from Song Shuzhen's expression, she probably didn't know about Lü Liangsheng's relationship with Aji.

And what about Lü Jianlin?

Lele moved quickly, and before long, Lü Jianlin left the study.

At home, Lü Jianlin did not wear his military uniform, but rather a simple black outfit, old cloth shoes, and a pair of reading glasses on his nose.

With such attire, it would be difficult for anyone to recognize him as the renowned Principal Lü of the Military and Political University.

"Xiao Cheng, Xiao Song, you have to eat at home today, okay? I'll cook for you myself."

Lu Jianlin looked at the two of them with a smile.

Cheng Ji smiled slightly. Seeing that Song Shuzhen had also come over, he said, "Uncle Lü, let's not talk about dinner for now. Yao Yao and I are here today for another reason."

Seeing that Cheng Ji and Fu Yao both looked serious, Lü Jianlin and Song Shuzhen also composed themselves.

Cheng Ji glanced at Fu Yao, who didn't hesitate and repeated everything he had just said to Cheng Ji.

Seeing Lu Jianlin and Song Shuzhen's shock and anger, Cheng Ji said coldly, "Uncle Lu, you should know best the dangers involved in the incident where Yao Yao and I were almost killed by Zhou Zhigang."

"We came here today to ask you: Is letting Zhou Zhigang go his own decision, or yours?"

"If this is what you mean, I hope you can provide an explanation."

"Furthermore, regarding the matter of gratitude, I hope you can get him to provide a solution, outlining what we should do so that he won't use it to blackmail us again. We will do what we can. And we will try our best even if we can't."

After saying that, Cheng Ji glanced at Lele and then showed Fu Yao's arm, which had been gripped red.

Song Shuzhen immediately looked guilty, and Lü Jianlin's face was ashen.

"Xiao Song, Xiao Cheng, it's my fault for not raising this unfilial son properly. Your Aunt Song and I had absolutely no idea about this before this."

"Don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter."

Just as Lü Jianlin finished speaking in a deep voice, the sound of bicycles being parked came from outside.

Lu Jianlin immediately stood up, grabbed the belt from the clothes hanger, and walked out.

"Ah! Dad! What are you doing? Why are you whipping me with the belt?"

Suddenly, Lü Liangsheng's continuous screams and the dull thud of a belt striking flesh echoed from outside.

Fu Yao glanced at Cheng Ji, who then considerately took her hand.

Song Shuzhen pursed her lips, her voice trembling.

"Xiao Fu, don't be afraid. This unfilial son deserves to be beaten for doing such a thing to you."

The sound of the belt striking flesh grew louder with each beat, causing the women and older women around to strain to hear.

After being slapped about fifty or sixty times, Lü Liangsheng, who was beaten beyond recognition, was finally dragged in by Lü Jianlin.

Seeing the bloody marks on Lü Liangsheng's back, Fu Yao's anger subsided considerably; it seemed Lü Jianlin had really gone all out.

"Apologize!"

Lu Jianlin, panting heavily, kicked Lu Liangsheng hard on the ground.

Lu Liangsheng struggled to get up and saw Cheng Ji and Fu Yao staring at him coldly.

He blinked his sweat-drenched eyes and let out a soft sound from his mouth.

"Comrade Fu, I'm sorry."

Lü Jianlin frowned. "Speak louder, haven't you eaten?"

Lu Liangsheng shuddered, and just as he was about to speak, footsteps suddenly came from outside.

"Principal, why are you so angry?"