Chapter 1282: Underfed pigs

"That's right! The second child, you said you came in to drink water, how could it be that you came in to drink water? Drinking water ran to the end of the cabinet and opened the door of the cabinet?" Huo Chunhua calmly asked Zhao Wenshui. Tao.
Zhao Wenshui's heart suddenly tightened, and when he met Huo Chunhua's questioning eyes, he was nervous for a while not knowing what to say.
"Mother...I..."
Zhao Baoshan snorted softly, "Does this still need to be asked? Obviously he came to steal food!"
"Yes, Dad, the second brother clearly came in to steal food. Dad, you have to let the second brother explain it, but you can't just let it go!" Feng Changxia muttered.
This matter is so noisy, maybe you can find excuses to separate the family.
Zhao Wenshui sat on the ground with a grievance on his face.
Didn't he steal a dish! There are a lot of food at home, which is actually not a big deal, but my family catches it and says it's fine. The problem is that his feet are clamped, he can't move, and it hurts. The family didn't care about his life or death at all, and only cared about his stealing food.
"Why did I raise such a black-hearted son Yo! It's too much! Steal everything, not to mention stealing things, but also steal my own home!
Day and night defenses are hard to guard against house thief. How about such a big thief in the house?
If you don’t tell my old lady today, I have to chop off his hand! "Huo Chunhua said angrily, while spitting on Zhao Wenshui's face.
Zhao Wenshui reached out and touched Huo Chunhua's saliva on his face. He felt sick and didn't know what to say about Huo Chunhua.
"Mother, can you not be like this... if you have something to say, why spit on my face! It's disgusting!" Zhao Wenshui complained dissatisfied.
Huo Chunhua became even more angry, "You are so embarrassed to say! You bastard, you must have not taken care of you!"
Huo Chunhua cursed, waved her hand out, and patted Zhao Wenshui's body heavily.
"Mother... it hurts~ It hurts me to death!" Zhao Wenshui exclaimed in pain.
It was already painful enough, but now being beaten by Huo Chunhua is even more painful.
The feet hurt again, the body hurts again, and people are almost dying.
"It's okay, stop yelling, let the second child explain to himself clearly, what is the purpose of stealing vegetables!" Zhao Baoshan frowned and said solemnly to Zhao Wenshui.
Zhao Wenshui's neck shrank, not knowing what to say.
If you honestly confess that you stole something for Qian Chunxiu, you won't be scolded to death by family members.
The most important thing is that Li Cuiying knows that she will definitely quarrel with her, and he can't handle it.
If he and Qian Chunxiu's hypocrisy were discovered by the people in the village, Spit Xingzi might be able to drown people by then.
"Father...I..." Zhao Wenshui tangled for a moment, his words choked in his throat, not knowing what to say.
"What's wrong with you, don't you tell me?"
"Father... I just want to eat more by myself... It's nothing... I woke up in the middle of the night, suddenly hungry, so I went to the kitchen to find something to eat... Could it be my own thing? Can't you eat it yet? Why did you become a thief?"
After Zhao Wenshui finished speaking, Huo Chunhua looked at Zhao Wenshui with an aversion to iron. "I said the second child, you are so good!
I ate so much at noon and night, and now it’s okay, I actually came to steal something to eat again. Tell me, are you a pig? You can’t get enough of everything! "