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Chapter 2 Kite Murder

() Two years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the emperor has changed from Jiajing to Longqing. Xiaopeng is still a Xiaopeng who has not grown up. In the afternoon, after practicing internal skills, Xiaopeng took the initiative to come to the forest at the foot of the North Mountain to practice his body skills. This time it was not the mother's designated route, but to run. Half was for practicing qigong and half was for playing.

He was always urged by his mother to practice martial arts. He had no time to play, and no one played with him. Other children did not interact with him except when they were bored and wanted to find someone to bully him. Because almost all the families in the village were hostile to the pretty widows and sons from other villages. People's hostility was not unreasonable.

Although Xiaopeng's mother, Widow Zhang, was not dressed up very much, always dressed in coarse cloth clothes and covered her head, her white and tender appearance still betrayed her deeply. No matter how you look, she escaped or drove her out of a wealthy family. Since this is the case, the origin of her child is self-evident. She must be wild, not domestic.

Such a woman is commonly known as "breaking shoes". Since the shoes have been broken, it is inevitable that they will break them again twice or three times. In addition, Widow Zhang's appearance and figure overwhelm the whole village's women, which naturally poses a fatal threat to the harmony of the family in the village.

Housewives from all families had no good eyes and words to Widow Zhang from the beginning. The men were very friendly at first, some volunteered to help with their work, some came to deliver food, drink and wear, and some knocked on the door in the middle of the night to ask about their well-being.

Unfortunately, Widow Zhang was very disgusted with these men who came to send warmth. At first, she politely declined to deal with it, but later she served her with a rolling pin. So gradually, the men began to hang "that bad shoes and stinky bitch" on their lips, cursing it more vicious than women. "Broken shoes" were ungrateful and made it impossible for them to come down. She also suspected that someone else had taken advantage of it. It was better to curse a few words to relieve the anger. By the way, she used this decisive attitude to prove to her wife that she had no intention of stealing her mouth. Feng Xixi, Xiaopeng was chasing a hare in the forest, which was both practicing and playing.

A good game. If you want to catch a rabbit, you not only have to run quickly, but also have to turn agilely, and also have to be quick and quick. Fortunately, Xiaopeng had already broken through the "Limeng Divine Art" from the first level of "chaos" to the second level of "understanding". The internal force evolved from the looming "sensation of Qi" to the energy that flows through the hundreds of meridians with all the thoughts. Although Xiaopeng still does not know that if he uses internal force to strengthen light skills and strength, his body is far from comparable to ordinary seven-year-old children. With the cooperation of "Laoyan's body technique", the hare fell and fell a few ups and downs.

The hare was still not honest when he was caught in his hand, and kicked his legs randomly. Xiaopeng grabbed the hare's legs and walked upside down toward the house. At this moment, a timid and tender sentence came from not far away: "Brother Xiaopeng..."

The word "Brother Xiaopeng" sounds more like "Brother Xiaopeng". Needless to say, it must be "Huahua" coming, and Xiaopeng was immediately overjoyed.

"Huahua" is the nickname, and the girl's complete name is "Zhou Huagou". The daughter of Widow Zhou in the village is about the same age as Xiaopeng and is also Xiaopeng's only friend. Widow Zhou died shortly after giving birth to her daughter. Her husband died shortly after her mother-in-law was sad for less than a year, leaving only mother and daughter to depend on each other. She was afraid that this treasure would die again, so she gave her daughter a dog name, hoping that when Hei Bai Wuchang came to arrest the soul, he looked at the list, "Brother, we made a mistake, this is not a human, it is a dog," so she jumped over Huahua and went straight to the next house.

Before Xiaopeng and his mother arrived, Widow Zhou was the only young widow in the village, and she was also a little bit arrogant. The right and wrong in front of the door were already troubled. It was not until the beautiful Xiaopeng mother came out of nowhere and took away the hatred, so she became a little quiet. Therefore, the two families were sympathetic and had some contact. The two widows often sewed clothes and weaved together, sighing and crying while chatting about their past experience.

Three years ago, Xiaopeng's mother went out to do business and entrusted her son to Widow Zhou. The three- and four-year-old child was not a defense between men and women. Widow Zhou arranged for them to sleep in a bed, and the two children were rolling in the same bed for several months, and the relationship was very close.

Later, the two grew older and often stuck together. Sometimes they put mud pots and bowls in the yard, called each other "master and wife", cooked and prepared a storyline to "play every family". Widow Zhang was very unhappy when she saw it, so she refused to let her son play with Huahua again, because of "be careful to become a sissy", and "delaying practice, delaying future", etc. So Huahua did not dare to visit her casually, so she could only occasionally go to the place where Xiaopeng practiced.

Xiaopeng carried the hare and walked towards Huahua excitedly, stretching the rabbit forward: "Huahua, I'll give it to you, let your mother cook it for you."

Hua Hua has a thin figure and a pretty facial features. Her shiny eyes are like stars in the sky, and her two red faces show her true colors. Her lips are naturally pouted, and she always looks like she is suffering from grievances.

But at this moment, Huahua seemed to be really wronged. There were still tears on her face and a crystal clear drop of clear water snot hanging under her nostrils.

"What's wrong with Huahua? Who bullied you?"

"Our child..." Huahua's eyes suddenly rolled down again, "The baby was stolen..."

Xiaopeng was angry in his heart, and he clenched his fists with both hands: "Who snatched it?"

"They robbed them by Ping San, and there are many people. I came to find you with my baby in my arms. When I meet them at the entrance of the village, I will..."

"This bad guy Ping San!" Xiaopeng was so angry that his chest was fluttering, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

The so-called "child" that was stolen was the doll used as a child when Xiaopeng and Huahua played every family. It was called "baby". Widow Zhou made it by herself. The materials were made by her, but her eyebrows were embroidered very well. Even if she was just a doll and just played every family, Xiaopeng also had a deep affection for this "child".

The "Ping San" mentioned by Huahua is twelve years older than Xiaopeng and Huahua. She is strong and has a bad temper. She does not help her family chop firewood and pig grass. She is idle in the village and chases cats and dogs to bully children. In order to avoid bullying, many children turn to his minions, making him a domineer in the village.

Ping San used to like bullying the "bad breeder" Xiaopeng the most. Until one time Xiaopeng rose up to resist, almost bit his finger off, causing a huge storm. Xiaopeng was beaten by his mother when he went home, saying that he would not fight with others again in the future, otherwise he would have to be beaten after the fight outside. But after the beat of Xiaopeng, Widow Zhang held a kitchen knife and rushed to the door of Ping San's house, like a crazy tiger, chopped the yard gate, and angrily scolded at the top of his throat, "Who dares to bully my son again, I will kill his whole family, burn his house, I will fight with you!"

Pingsan's family was so scared that they closed the door and dared not talk back. Since then, Pingsan rarely provoked Xiaopeng, but now they bullied Huahua and stole her and Xiaopeng's children. Should they fight or not? My mother does not allow fighting with others, but was she bullied like this?

When Xiaopeng was in a fight, Huahua reached out to take the hare in Xiaopeng's hand, held it in his arms and gently stroked it, muttering to the rabbit, with the general idea being "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we won't hurt you, Brother Xiaopen teases you" and so on. Many people in the village said that Huahua is a child who is careless because she always talks and chats with kittens and dogs. It's fine with kittens and dogs, but sometimes she talks to small trees, grass and even small stools.

After Huahua said something, she squatted down, loosened her hands, and let the rabbit go, and the rabbit ran away. Xiaopeng shouted, "Oh, why are you..." She wanted to chase her, but was pulled by Huahua.

"Brother Xiaopeng, stop chasing me. If you catch the rabbit mother, what should I do if the rabbit baby in her family?"

Xiaopeng was so angry that he followed Huahua's words that it made some sense. So he watched the hare run away, but his heart gradually felt a little warmth. Thinking of the rabbit's happy look when the rabbit mother came home, he also became happy.

At this time, Xiaopeng also figured out something and said to Huahua: "Huahua, let's not go to Pingsan to argue. He is also pitiful. His father always beats him after drinking, and even beats his mother. Even if the baby gives it to him."

Huahua nodded sadly and sighed: "He must take good care of the baby."

The two children soon forgot about their unhappiness and started playing in the woods. They chased and played hide-and-seek until the sun was west, and decided to go back to their homes.

Walking to the edge of the forest, Huahua suddenly pointed upward: "Brother Xiaopeng, look!"

Xiaopeng looked in the direction and saw a kite with broken string hanging on a big tree.

The kite, called "paper kite" locally, is a toy that Xiaopeng longed for since childhood. It was just that his mother did not make it, and other children did not share it with him. He had never tried the joy of flying kites and going to heaven, so he could only secretly yearn for it in his heart.

Now happiness is near, without any hesitation. Xiaopeng lifted his energy and picked the kite up from the wood of the earth. After clearing the entangled kite string, he pulled the thread with his right hand and held the kite in his left hand. He used his light body skills to fall down lightly, let go of his left hand in the air, and the kite swayed upwards. This method of flying kites in which people and kites are both in the air should have rarely happened since ancient times. After all, no child can have such light skills at the age of playing kites. He saw the flowers jumping and clapping their hands under the trees.

After Xiaopeng landed, he pulled the kite against the wind. The faster he ran, the stronger the force of the kite rising. He almost took Xiaopeng off the ground. Huahua ran behind him and shouted "Flying and Flying". Occasionally, he fell down and got up in the mud and continued to run and laughed.

Happiness is always short-lived. From the woods at the foot of the North Mountain, it didn't run too far to the village entrance, and was blocked by a group of older children. One of them shouted, "That's my paper kite, give it back to me!" The other children shouted to help, "You dare to steal the bear's paper kite, you're going to die!"

Xiaopeng slowed down and saw clearly that the man in charge was Xiong Ying, the only son of the landlord Xiong family. The Xiong family was not in the village, but lived in a unique mansion a mile away. Most of the land in this village and the nearby Xiapu Village belonged to his family. Moreover, his family also had a fleet to do freight business. The fleet was equipped with bodyguards. It is said that each of them had excellent martial arts skills, so the Xiong family could be called "rich and powerful".

Xiong Ying doesn't come to Shangpu Village often, but as soon as he comes, the "boss" of the village, Peak San will automatically give way, and respect Xiong Ying as the leader. At this moment, Peak San is standing beside Xiong Ying and shouting to help to boost his momentum. There are five children around them, all over ten years old, almost everyone is taller than Xiaopeng and has a head wider and shoulders. They don't lack a kite at all, but they just can't stand the "fighting breeder" that everyone despises in the village and have fun playing.;
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