Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 355 - 355 352 Worse Off Than Him

Chapter 355: Chapter 352 Worse Off Than Him Chapter 355: Chapter 352 Worse Off Than Him Although the initial reason for buying the little sheep was for food, once you start raising it you’re definitely going to get emotionally attached.

From the second day she decided to keep Xiaohei, Mu Jiawen had already abandoned the idea of eating it. She was the one who fed Xiaohei and tidied its pen whenever she was home, while Mu Chenyan was in charge otherwise. The mother and daughter called it by different names in a rather haphazard manner.

Mu Chenyan let Xiaohei call Mu Jiawen “sister,” while Mu Jiawen had it call her “granny.” In any case, each called it whatever they wanted, and no one minded the other.

Now, seeing the wound on Xiaohei’s belly, she felt so heartbroken, and anger was rising rapidly in her chest.

She held Xiaohei and looked up at Uncle Wang, the security guard, and asked, “Uncle Wang, which building does that kid live in?”

“Did it really get hurt?”

Uncle Wang leaned over to take a look. He was about to persuade Mu Jiawen to just apply some medicine and let it go, as approaching that family would be useless. But as he looked up, he saw the Little Demon King swaggering over in their direction.

“I want to buy your sheep, how much is it?”

The kid appeared to be around eight or nine years old, sturdy and with handsome features, but as soon as he spoke, his arrogant tone made him quite unlikeable.

Mu Jiawen stood up and asked him coolly, “Did you enter my yard today?”

“Can’t I?”

Doesn’t he deserve a beating with that kind of response?

Uncle Wang couldn’t understand how a refined and educated man like Director Cheng could raise his grandson to be like this!

If it were his child, he would beat him until he cried, and if he didn’t change, he would keep beating him until he did!

Mu Jiawen stared at him for two seconds before asking, “Did you cause these injuries on my lamb? And these flowers, did you feed them to it too?”

“Why are you so naggy? Just tell me how much it is? I’ll get my grandma to pay you.”

The Little Demon King, growing impatient, walked up to the iron gate in the backyard and kicked it, shouting, “Open the gate, give me the lamb now.”

Uncle Wang’s face changed, and he was about to speak up to stop him, but he saw Mu Jiawen release the rope she was holding Xiaohei with and walked towards the backyard gate.

She unlocked it from the inside, and the Little Demon King, unable to wait, pushed the gate open and walked in. However, as soon as he entered the yard, Mu Jiawen grabbed him by his collar, lifted him, and kneed him in the stomach.

“Oof…”

The Little Demon King, clutching his stomach and trying to vomit from the pain, suddenly felt his hair being yanked, causing a sharp pain on his scalp, making him cry out and try to grab Mu Jiawen’s hand.

It must be said, the Little Demon King really did have physical strength and was extremely fierce. Despite being kneed in the stomach, he recklessly fought with Mu Jiawen, and even managed to scratch her hand.

Zhu Jin stood in the yard, leaning on Yu Hang, and was very anxious. She turned her head to Jiang Yan and said, “What are you standing there for? Go help!”

But Jiang Yan didn’t move.

Yu Hang squeezed Zhu Jin’s waist, signaling her to keep quiet.

Loved ones are often blinded by concern. Mu Jiawen had intentionally let the Little Demon King scratch her, but when she struck back, she was much more ruthless. She punched the Little Demon King to get him away, and when he rushed at her again, she kicked him hard in the stomach. The force of that kick was strong enough to send the Little Demon King falling to the ground, where he lay for a while without getting up.

Mu Jiawen walked over, crouched down, and pulled his hair, making him cry out in pain again.

But the kid was really tough; even after being beaten like this, he didn’t shed a single tear. While crying out, he still gave Mu Jiawen a look filled with malice and madness.

He thought this would scare others, as he had always done the same during his tantrums in the past, to the point where even his aunt was scared of his gaze. When he looked like that, the adults would typically give up on disciplining him.

But this time, he had clearly picked the wrong person to provoke. When it came to being tough, Mu Jiawen was fearless. Even when he glared at her maliciously, although she wasn’t initially planning to hit him in the face, now she slapped him across the cheek, “Glaring at me? Try glaring again, and I’ll gouge out your eyeballs.”

“Aiyo, Jiawen…”

“Uncle Wang,” Jiang Yan turned his head and said indifferently, “please go and call his parents over. He ran into someone else’s yard to snatch a lamb and destroyed all the flowers in our yard. As parents, shouldn’t they compensate and give us an explanation?”

Jiang Yan had just examined the pots of flowers on top of the wall in detail. The remaining leaves and traces showed they were rudely torn off.

Clearly, after Little Demon King released Xiaohei, he plucked the wall-top flowers one by one to feed Xiaohei, some were even thrown beside the wall, bearing footprints from being stepped on.

“Alright, I’ll go call Director Cheng.”

Upon realizing what had happened, Uncle Wang turned his bicycle around to fetch someone.

Mu Jiawen pounded him with several more punches, especially when the boy glared at her, slapping him once for every glare until his face swelled from the slaps.

Finally, Little Demon King sulked and didn’t dare to glare any longer because he realized she was someone even more unruly than he was!

The scuffle, followed by Mu Jiawen’s unilateral beating, caused Little Demon King’s cries to attract the attention of many homeowners in the neighborhood.

Some who had finished their dinner and were out for a walk gathered around outside their yard to watch the commotion, and among them were several whose pets had previously suffered at the hands of the Little Demon King.

Although the boy seemed to be pitifully beaten by the little girl, not a single person stepped forward to plead on his behalf.

An aunt even pursed her lips and muttered under her breath, “He had it coming!”

“Huh, this kid finally got his comeuppance?”

“Has he met his nemesis?”

“Although the little guy indeed was spoiled by Director Cheng’s wife, isn’t this beating a bit too much?”

“Too much? He ran into someone else’s yard to steal their lamb. If we’re afraid of issues, should we not lay a finger on him? What kind of logic is that?”

The last speaker fell silent.

His home never had pets, but he had witnessed Little Demon King chasing the neighbor’s little dog around the yard, and he knew well how everyone was helplessly annoyed by Little Demon King.

Now, seeing someone manage to discipline him, everyone watched with a sense of vindictive satisfaction.

Soon after, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the nearby path, followed by a man and a woman, both about sixty years old, appearing in everyone’s sight, with Uncle Wang cycling leisurely behind them.

“Sensen?… My goodness…”

“Stop!”

Mu Jiawen took two steps forward and closed the yard gate upon hearing Director Cheng’s wife’s exclamation, then clicked it shut with a lock.

“Grandma…”

Little Demon King, seeing his grandparents, quickly scrambled up from the ground, attempting to rush out, but Mu Jiawen turned around and kicked him back, coldly saying, “Is my house a place where you can come and go as you please? Sit down!”

Little Demon King got up, shook his body, and squatted down obediently, not daring to move anymore.

Seeing this, Director Cheng and his wife twitched, for that kick on their grandson hurt more than a kick on themselves.

“You… How could you be so cruel to a child?”

Director Cheng’s wife, regaining her composure and with years of restraint, managed not to scream. She had also learned from the security guard what had happened before coming. But seeing her grandson with a bruised and swollen face, she still couldn’t refrain from grasping the iron fence and questioning Mu Jiawen, “You’re an adult and yet you bicker with a child? Where are your parents? Where is your upbringing?”