NOVEL Max Level Return—I'll Protect That Fragile One Chapter 409 - 134: Xiao Huo Zui, the Frog Trapped at the Bottom of the Well (Part 2)

Max Level Return—I'll Protect That Fragile One

Chapter 409 - 134: Xiao Huo Zui, the Frog Trapped at the Bottom of the Well (Part 2)
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Chapter 409: Chapter 134: Xiao Huo Zui, the Frog Trapped at the Bottom of the Well (Part 2)

Ye Mingluo quickly asked, "What was her mother’s reaction?"

Grandfather pursed his lips, speaking with lingering fear, "She picked up a hoe and forcefully beat that man until he was lying on the ground and couldn’t get up. No matter how much that man begged for mercy and played the victim, she didn’t soften her heart at all. In the end, she even smashed his... with the hoe."

Ye Mingluo immediately felt a shiver in his loins.

"This..."

"Did that family give her any trouble?"

"How could they?" Grandfather sneered, "That man brought it upon himself. If he hadn’t been caught, wouldn’t that foolish girl have been violated? If a man wants to be a pervert, then getting caught and beaten is what he deserves." ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

"Moreover, it’s well-known in town that the woman from the Huo Family is mentally unstable. The other family’s attempts to cause a scene didn’t yield any results. In any case, after that incident, no one dared to bully that mother and her orphan anymore."

After hearing about Mrs. Huo’s bravery in protecting her eldest daughter, Ye Mingluo was even more puzzled. He said, "They are both children; why is she so biased towards her daughter yet so cruelly abuses her son?"

"I really don’t know. But that kid is truly pitiful, really smart, a raw gem," Grandfather said while weighing herbal medicine thoughtfully, "A good piece of jade, probably to be ruined."

In his youth, although Ye Mingluo had a certain pampered arrogance of a city young master, he was inherently a soft-hearted boy.

Growing up in a noble family of medicine, he had a natural sense of compassion.

He felt pity for the poor child named Huo Zui.

The next day, he went looking to play with that kid, but the child never appeared. Later, he heard people say that after being beaten, the kid would be locked at home by his mother to reflect on himself, not allowed to go out.

Ye Mingluo went four days in a row and finally met Huo Wen’an.

Eight-year-old Huo Wen’an sat silently in the courtyard peeling corn. His mother worked at a factory, so Huo Wen’an had to cook for the foolish girl.

As Huo Wen’an peeled the beans, the foolish girl lay on a small table in the courtyard, scribbling with a pen in Huo Wen’an’s Chinese textbook.

Ye Mingluo walked up and watched from behind the foolish girl, noticing that the surface of Huo Wen’an’s Chinese book was very clean, and the annotations between paragraphs were very neat. So young, yet he wrote beautifully.

His book was being messed up, wasn’t he angry?

Ye Mingluo asked Huo Wen’an, "Little brother, your book is all scribbled on, aren’t you angry?"

Huo Wen’an glanced at his foolish sister and remained silent.

Angry?

What use is anger? She’s a fool; even if he yelled and roared, the sister couldn’t empathize with him.

Ye Mingluo looked at Huo Wen’an and suddenly thought of a certain creature— freeweɓnovel.cøm

A frog.

A frog that should have lived in the fields, by the streams, watching the weather change, laughing at the storm. But it had been thrown into a deep abandoned well, now able only to view the sky from the bottom.

To be a frog viewing the sky from the well isn’t frightening, but the scary part is when that frog wants to jump out and see the vast sky and sea.

This little guy, trapped in this rundown house in Cangshan Town, couldn’t get out.

Ye Mingluo felt a bit heartbroken for Huo Wen’an. He handed the fresh milk he had been hiding behind to Huo Wen’an, "Little brother, please have some milk."

Huo Wen’an looked at the milk in his hand, tempted, but still declined politely, "No need."

Ye Mingluo said, "This is fresh milk with only a three-day shelf life. If you don’t drink it, it will expire tonight."

Huo Wen’an lowered his head and seemed to lick his lips, finally accepting the bottle of fresh milk and taking a sip.

The fresh milk tasted very good; after a bit of hesitation, Huo Wen’an went inside to find a stainless steel cup, poured half of the milk, and handed it to the foolish girl.

Ye Mingluo watched this scene silently, feeling even more affection for this little guy.

Afterwards, Ye Mingluo often sneaked over to find Huo Wen’an and Huo Xin to play whenever Mrs. Huo was at work. Gradually, Huo Wen’an began to trust Ye Mingluo and would even ask him about difficult problems.

Knowing Ye Mingluo was born in a noble family of medicine and would become a doctor, Huo Wen’an asked him, "Can Huo Xin’s illness be cured?"

Ye Mingluo was silent.

Cerebral palsy, it’s not an easy illness to cure.

Huo Wen’an asked again, "Then can my mom’s illness be cured?"

Ye Mingluo had nothing to say.

Ye Mingluo asked Huo Wen’an, "In your opinion, to what extent does your mother need to recover for you to consider her cured?"

The little boy thought for a moment seriously, then said somewhat longingly, "She doesn’t always get angry at me, doesn’t starve me, and doesn’t put a dog leash on me, that would be enough."

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