I Became a Vicious Supporting Role in the '70s
Chapter 334: Because So Am I

Chapter 334: Chapter 334: Because So Am I

Ming Liang was tidy, not mischievous, and when he wasn’t acting up, he was soft and affectionate, pretty and cute. He was also very good at playing to his strengths; with a pout and reddened eyes, he was incredibly endearing.

The people from the residential compound were immediately up in arms, and although Ya Fei and the others were also martyrs’ children, it was outrageous for them to come and try to take someone else’s father.

And as for their mother, what kind of upbringing was this, letting the kids bully others at such a young age? What would they become when they grew up?

"Ya Fei, why are you bullying your brother? Uncle Lu and Uncle Zhou, along with a few others, have raised hundreds of dollars for you and even gave your family so many food coupons. They’ve gone above and beyond, kiddo, don’t expect too much."

"Where’s your mother? To let you out like this, isn’t she worried at all?"

"The next time I see her, I’m going to have a serious talk with her about how she’s raising her kids, bullying one that’s younger than themselves, even pushing Deputy Director Lu’s wife. He really wasted his kindness."

"Don’t be so harsh, they’re all children, after all. Just apologize to Deputy Director Lu’s kids and that’ll be the end of it. If you’ve done wrong, you have to apologize. Go on, tell your younger brother and sister you’re sorry."

"What are you standing there for, apologize!"

...

Ya Fei and his siblings were red in the face and neck with anger. Their usual tactics were always unchallenged, without any mishaps, but unexpectedly, the hunter got pecked in the eye by the geese.

But they definitely couldn’t apologize because they weren’t wrong. If they apologized today, then from now on everyone would believe that they bullied other children, and how could they come back here in the future? Would the kids from the residential compound still play with them?

"It’s not us, really not us. We came here today to look for Uncle Lu because he hasn’t been back for several days now, we were worried. We didn’t push Auntie, and we certainly didn’t bully the younger brother and sister."

"We often come here, uncle, auntie, grandpas, and grandmas, we’re good children. This younger brother blocked us from entering and suddenly just started crying. We didn’t do anything wrong, wuwuwu..."

"We just wanted to see Uncle Lu, we never wanted to take him, wuwuwu, we’re sorry, little brother, we made you misunderstand. But maybe you don’t know, our father was a martyr, he had been honored for his service, and now the kindness from Uncle Lu and others, it just feels like dad has come back to us, we truly had no intention of taking Uncle Lu."

As the three Ya Fei siblings cried, mentioning their father made everyone’s hearts soften.

Moments before, those from the residential compound who were demanding an apology suddenly didn’t know what to say anymore, and even thought about making peace with Ming Liang and the other children, as if to let the matter slide.

Then, Lu Zhengya suddenly sprang out from the alley, embracing all three Ya Fei siblings with her arms.

"Why did you run over here? Mommy has been looking for you for a while now. Didn’t I tell you not to come looking for your Uncle Lu? Why don’t you ever listen?"

"Mom, wuwuwu, we didn’t bully the brother and sister, we didn’t want to take Uncle Lu as our dad, wuwuwu...they don’t believe us."

"We don’t have a dad, does that mean we have to be talked about like this? We just wanted to say thank you to Uncle Lu, we just like Uncle Lu."

"Mommy, wuwuwu, why do they have to speak about us like this? Aren’t we martyrs’ children? Now that my dad is gone, do we have to be bullied by others?"

Lu Zhengya listened with a face overwhelmed by grief, her entire body trembling like a little flower disheveled by the rain, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at everyone.

The sight of her sorrow was enough to make people’s eyes turn red with emotion.

"My poor children, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, mommy is here. Although your daddy is no longer with us, you still have mommy. As long as I draw breath, I won’t let you suffer or go hungry. I’m sorry, little ones, your older siblings simply miss your daddy too much, they’re not trying to compete with you for him. Auntie will teach them well, but my children, I know they are not acting up without reason. Tell me the truth, why are you slandering your older siblings? Is it because you’re upset that they came to visit? If that’s the case, I will take them away right now, is that okay?"

This statement was rather ambiguous, and the people at the family courtyard of the Police Station all frowned repeatedly upon hearing it.

Ming Fang usually didn’t like to bring up the past with her two older brothers because it would dredge up their tragic history. Now that their parents were by their side, they were enjoying every day, feeling no different from Ming Kai. But today, these few annoying pests,

This is the family courtyard of the Police Station, where the children’s sense of justice is exceptionally strong. It was precisely around noon, and when the little boys saw a commotion here after school, they immediately crowded around.

Ming Liang, Ming Fang, and Ming Kai were dressed up very nicely, especially Ming Kai—the dungarees paired with a light brown jacket made him look as cuddly as a sweet potato, tempting anyone to pinch his cheeks.

Then look at the other three, with defiant looks and filthy clothes; the youngest one even had snot dangling from his nose. The other children couldn’t help but frown at the sight.

"Auntie, is being the child of a martyr that big of a deal?"

The naive voice caught everyone off guard for a moment, and a trace of a smile flickered across Lu Zhengya’s eyes.

"Little friend, you might not understand what it means to be a child of a martyr, Auntie..."

"No, I know. Because I am one too!"

Ming Fang suddenly interrupted her, and her assertive words left everyone stunned.

"That’s not a good thing to say, child. Aren’t you cursing your dad? How heartbroken he would be if he knew!" Lu Zhengya said tearfully, squatting down to talk to Ming Fang as if she were an ignorant little girl who didn’t even know what a child of a martyr was and only wanted to fight for it. She also implied that the accusations made by the Lu Family’s children earlier were false, that they truly slandered Ya Fei and the others.

"Humph, think what you want, but you won’t find more sensible and polite children than us in the entire Lu Family Village. Uncles, aunties, grandpas, grandmas, brothers, sisters, what I just said is true, I really am a..."

"Ming Fang, stop talking, your mom and dad are here!"

Shen Meng could hardly pretend to have a sprained ankle anymore and quickly ran to Ming Fang’s side. Her precious child, who she had so carefully protected, was not to be bullied by others.

"Mom, I’m fine. I want to speak out to prevent some shameless people from clinging to us, acting pitiable when the truly pitiful don’t seek sympathy from outsiders."

"I am the child of a martyr. My dad was Mou Tianrui. He served in the army for six years and was lost at the border without a trace. It was Dad Lu Zhenping who adopted me. All these years, my mom raised us four brothers alone, clocking in work points, tirelessly toiling day and night without a single complaint, and she still managed to send us to school. During the hardest times, we didn’t taste meat for over half a year, but as long as we were together, every day felt incredibly happy."

Shen Meng: "..."

My daughter, are you improvising this on the spot, making up an essay? Mom wasn’t as good as you said, especially about not tasting meat, mom hadn’t even traveled back in time yet, my child!!!