Rebirth: Pampered by My Children and Husband-Chapter 312 - Painful Past (19)

Chapter 312: Chapter 312: Painful Past (19)

Chapter 312: Chapter 312: Painful Past (19)

The man’s face turned terrifyingly grim as he drunkenly glared with bloodshot eyes and furiously threw a glass at Ji Lanyue.

Ji Tingyang and Ji Zeqiu’s faces changed abruptly as they quickly pulled Ji Lanyue back to their side.

The glass flew from the man’s hand and smashed into the spot where Ji Lanyue had just stood, shattering instantly into pieces.

Looking at the sharp shards on the ground, Ji Tingyang imagined Ji Lanyue with blood flowing down her forehead and felt a wave of relief wash over him.

Thank goodness…

Thank goodness his sister was unharmed.

But, with the glass missing its target, the man’s rage intensified, “Who told you to dodge? Did I allow you to dodge?!”

He grabbed the half bottle of alcohol left on the table, swaying as he approached Ji Lanyue again, slurring his words, “I let you spend my money, look; see if I don’t beat you to death!”

“Ahh!” Ji Lanyue turned deathly pale, her scream almost breaking her voice.

The three of them scurried around the room like they were running for their lives, knocking over furniture in the living room and creating a mess.

Just as they seemed to have no place left to hide, Ji Tingyang’s eyes darted around, and he quickly herded Ji Zeqiu and Ji Lanyue into the sole bedroom and locked the door with a “click.”

“Get out here!” the man pounded ceaselessly on the door, generating a terrifying barrage of thuds, “I’ll count to three, and if you don’t come out by then, you’ll stay hidden forever!”

“Three…”

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Ji Tingyang and the others cuddled in a corner, foreheads beading with dense sweat, their bodies trembling.

Hearing the man counting down, Ji Lanyue’s face grew even paler, clutching Ji Tingyang’s arm in terror, “Big brother, what do we do?”

Ji Tingyang, just a twelve-year-old boy himself, was also terrified, but he desperately fought his fear to reassure his brother and sister, “We’ll just stay here; he can’t get in.”

“Two…” The man’s countdown continued.

Ji Zeqiu’s hands trembled slightly, swallowing fearfully, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on the door.

“One.”

With the countdown over, an even more intense crashing against the door occurred, the plaster on the walls falling off with the violent vibrations, even the door frame was deforming.

Just when they feared the door would inevitably be broken down by the man, the noise outside finally ceased.

He breathed heavily a few times, back leaning against the door as he slid down to sit on the floor, his cursing fading slightly, “Won’t come out, right? I’ll stay right here tonight and see when you’ll come out!”

“Once I catch you, I’ll skin you alive.”

“And that damned Ji Yiyun, hoarding all that inheritance to herself. I took in three burdens for her; what’s wrong with asking for a few more thousand yuan, and she wouldn’t even agree, damn it!”

“Five thousand yuan, she thinks I’m a beggar? If it weren’t for my need to buy alcohol, I wouldn’t even bother with her.”

The man, drunk, rambled on and on, his voice getting softer over time until it ended in a series of deafening snores.

Ji Tingyang and the others exchanged glances, their suspended hearts finally settling slowly.

Just as Ji Tingyang was about to speak, a suppressed sob broke the silence.

He thought it was Ji Lanyue crying, but turning his head, he saw it was Ji Zeqiu who was sobbing.

“Second brother, don’t be scared; Uncle has fallen asleep, he won’t be smashing our door anymore,” Ji Lanyue said softly, patting him gently on the back.

“I miss mom and dad…” Ji Zeqiu’s voice choked with sobs, tears streaming down his face, soaking his clothes.

Ji Tingyang paused and fell silent.

Memories long sealed away in his heart were tugged open again by Ji Zeqiu’s words, causing a painful ache to surge through his chest.

The air in the bedroom suddenly filled with a painful and sad atmosphere.

Ji Lanyue looked towards Ji Tingyang, then glanced at Ji Zeqiu.

Every time her eldest brother and second brother talked about their parents, they always wore a heartbroken expression.

She suddenly became a bit curious, what exactly were their parents like?

But she dared not ask anything, she just wiped Ji Zeqiu’s tears with her sleeve.

The next morning.

The glaring sunlight shone through the window into the bedroom, waking Ji Tingyang from his sleep as a sour and tingling pain spread throughout his body.

Ji Tingyang slowly opened his eyes and found that their sleeping positions had somehow changed.

Ji Zeqiu was leaning on his shoulder, and Lanyue was resting on his thigh.

No wonder his body was numb.

When Ji Tingyang woke up, he still paid attention to the noise outside the door, hearing the man’s snoring continue, he quickly woke Ji Lanyue and Ji Zeqiu.

“Big brother, let me sleep a little longer…”, Ji Lanyue’s voice was muffled, unwilling to open her eyes.

“Get up quickly, while cousin is still asleep, let’s sneak off to school,” Ji Tingyang said.

Hearing his words, Ji Lanyue and Ji Zeqiu suddenly became fully awake.

After a while, the bedroom door quietly opened from the inside, emitting a creaking sound.

The three of them tiptoed over the man sleeping on the floor and successfully escaped the house.

However, as they passed the usual bun stand, their faces revealed difficulty.

They had no money to buy breakfast.

Ji Tingyang tried to search his pockets for change, he and Ji Zeqiu could go without eating, but Lanyue was still growing.

Yet no matter how much he searched, his pockets were empty.

Perhaps noticing their predicament, the bun vendor packed three buns for them, “Take these and eat.”

Ji Tingyang hesitated to accept, “We don’t have any money.”

“You’ve been buying buns from me for so long, I won’t charge you for these, just take them and eat,” the vendor said.

Seeing the yellowed and worn clothes they were wearing, he knew the three children were from a poor family.

Giving them a few buns wouldn’t hurt.

Ji Lanyue’s eyes lightened up instantly, she took the buns, and sweetly thanked the vendor.

“Big brother, one for each of us,” Ji Lanyue passed one bun to Ji Tingyang.

Ji Tingyang shook his head, “I ate a lot of fried rice last night, I’m not hungry now, you two eat.”

Not until Ji Tingyang returned to the classroom did his stomach start to growl with hunger.

He took out his water bottle, planning to go out and fill it with more water to fill his stomach.

However, as soon as he left the classroom, he bumped into Wen Li, who ran towards him with a smile.

“My family made a lot of breakfast today, I brought some for you too.” She stuffed the thermal container into Ji Tingyang’s arms, and ran off before he could react.

Ji Tingyang opened the thermal container, and stared at the preserved egg and lean pork porridge inside.