C5 Anger

Although he was angry, he was still open-minded. He knew that getting into university would only bring his mother trouble, so after openly explaining things to her, he went to Zhenjiang City, which was closest to his village, to work.

As soon as he entered the room, he smelled a strong scent of herbal medicine. He walked into his mother's room and found her lying on the bed, groaning. Her head was covered with a thick bandage, and blood was seeping out from the hidden meal on the gauze.

"Mother, what's wrong?" Shi Ting threw the duffel bag to the side of the bed and knelt down to take his mother's hand.

His mother heard someone shouting and slightly opened her eyes. When she saw Shi Ting, she forced a smile and said, "Xiao Ting, you're back?"

"Mom, tell me, why did Zheng Tong hit you?" Although Shi Ting really wanted to immediately go to Zheng Tong's house and find trouble with him, he had read a few years' worth of books and didn't want to beat someone up for no reason. Things had to be clear, but regardless of whether his mother was in the wrong or not, he had to fight. If a helper did not help a relative, that was something only an outsider would say.

"No!" No! Who told you that Zheng Tong hit me? Mother was fine, so I accidentally fell when I was going out. " His mother's eyes flashed when she spoke, but she didn't dare look at him.

Little Apricot chased after Shi Ting the whole way here. Her footsteps weren't as big as Shi Ting and she came rather slowly. Just as she entered the room, she heard Shi Ting say that she fell down on her own. Brother Shi Ting, let me tell you, your mother grew vegetables in the wasteland at the back of the mountain a few days ago. Zheng Tong also took a fancy to the wasteland and wanted to plant a Dragon Eye. If your mother doesn't want to leave, he'll use the brick to smack her on the head. "

"You don't even know how scary that day was. When your mother climbed down the mountain, her face was covered in blood. If it wasn't for the fact that I was on the way, I really don't know what would have happened." Your mother didn't want me to call you! "

As Little Xing spoke, Shi Ting's mother's expression changed. She was about to speak when Shi Ting suddenly stood up. His face was dark as he said to Little Xing, "Little Xing, help me keep an eye on my mother. I'm going out for a while."

"Little Ting, don't be rash!" When Shi Ting's mother heard this, she became anxious and wanted to get up to stop him.

Little Apricot, on the other hand, supported Shi Ting's request for justice. She knew from Shi Ting's words that she was going to stop Shi Ting's mother, so she took a few steps forward and pushed Shi Ting's mother back onto the bed. "Aunt, let Brother Shi Ting go. Zheng Tong has to be taught a lesson."

Shi Ting was a filial son. He knew his mother would worry about him, so he forced a smile and said, "Mom, don't worry. I'll find Zheng Tong and argue. I won't fight." After he finished speaking, he left without waiting for his mother to speak.

Although he said he wouldn't fight, Shi Ting was doing something else.

He quickly returned to his room and probed under the bed with his hand. Soon, he pulled out a rusty military knife.

The sabre was nearly a meter long. Its blade was straight and there was a long bloody groove on the back of the sabre. Those who knew what was good for it would be able to recognize it as a saber from Japan at first glance.

The military knife was left behind by Grandpa Shi Ting. It was said that his grandfather had personally taken it from a Japanese military officer during the Japanese invasion of China.

At that time, his grandfather was very famous. If he was still alive, even if he was old and honest, no one would dare to bully his family. Unfortunately, his grandfather had already died and his father was a child that had been taken care of. Thus, his position in the village had naturally dropped by leaps and bounds.

Shi Ting took out his knife and rushed out with it.