Chapter Twenty-Eight: Asking for Your Life

Xiang Jinhua was furious, "Zhao Xiaodong, are you a dead man? Your mother and your brother are all down here, and you are still on the shelf, and you can't move, right?"

Zhao Fugui was in a cold sweat, he was afraid that he would be kicked out, and he didn't want to take advantage of Song Yiran before, but now he just wanted to teach the little girl who didn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth a good lesson.

"Eldest sister, if I am abolished, don't think about it!"

Zhao Xiaodong was also surprised, he didn't expect that Song Yiran would easily knock these two people down, but there was still trouble to solve at the moment, and it was not a good time to ask about it.

"What do you want?" Zhao Xiaodong's words were very cold, and there was no temperature at all.

Xiang Jinhua didn't hear it at all, thinking that her daughter was still with her in the bloodline!

"You go and beat this girl up and give the old lady a flower in the face! Also, she kicked your brother to death, and you must compensate us." ”

"She doesn't have anything, how do you want her to pay?"

Xiang Jinhua rolled his eyes, and immediately said: "Let her sleep with your brother and use her body to pay off the debt!" With this handle in hand, are you still afraid that she will be disobedient? Anyway, she has no relatives, who will care if she lives or dies, and when the time comes, he will marry her to an old bachelor and get a sum of money to spend.

"If you don't get this done, you're not my daughter!"

Zhao Xiaodong was so angry that Zhou shuddered up and down, "It's so shameless, you guys get out, get out of here! I don't have a family like you, get out." Zhao Xiaodong seemed to be crazy, picked up the broom on the kang with his hand, and hit Zhao Fugui's body with his head and face.

Zhao Fugui was still in pain at this time, and he couldn't resist if he wanted to, so he could only protect his head with his arm, "Sister, are you crazy, crazy? Why do you just beat me up...... Ouch, stop fighting. ”

Xiang Jinhua was also in a hurry, but she didn't move now, so she could only beg for a bargain with her mouth, "Zhao Xiaodong, you conscience loser, why didn't God send a thunderbolt to kill you! Don't fight, that's your own brother." ”

Zhao Xiaodong slapped Zhao Fugui dozens of times with a broom, feeling that the strength of his whole body was about to run out. Zhao Fugui was also beaten and wailed, and the whole person curled up on the ground, so painful that he couldn't even speak.

Zhao Xiaodong panted and walked towards Xiang Jinhua, Xiang Jinhua was startled, "What are you going to do, I'm your mother!"

Zhao Xiaodong threw the broom at Xiang Jinhua's feet, and said in a deep voice: "Just because you are my mother, I have always had illusions about you, thinking that although you are eccentric, I am your daughter, and you will always leave a face or two for me." But I was wrong! Even if you sell yourself, you can't stop your greed, you have to suck my blood, and you have to attack a child, you have lost your conscience!"

Xiang Jinhua's gaze was a little evasive, looking at Zhao Xiaodong, who was a little crazy, and didn't dare to speak.

Song Yiran went up and hugged Zhao Xiaodong, "Auntie, don't be sad, it's not worth it." ”

Having said that, they are blood relatives after all!

"Are you talking about human words?" Zhao Xiaodong wiped a handful of tears and shouted at Jinhua: "Xiao Ran is a child, she is still a child! How can you have that kind of thought? Are you human?"

Probably angry, Zhao Xiaodong said such a sentence over and over again, she is still a child!

Song Yiran hugged the excited Zhao Xiaodong and comforted her softly: "Auntie, I'm fine, don't you think I'm fine?" At this moment, Song Yiran's heart was more moved than angry.

She has seen a lot of people like Xiang Jinhua and Zhao Fugui, and in comparison, Zhao Xiaodong's heart of maintenance is even more rare.

After making such a fuss, Zhao Xiaodong had already lost his physical strength.

Song Yiran helped her sit on the kang, let her lean on the pillar, and said softly: "Auntie, you rest for a while, leave this matter to me." ”

Zhao Fugui and Xiang Jinhua suddenly felt a chill in their hearts.

Song Yiran squatted in front of Xiang Jinhua.

Xiang Jinhua stared at her palm-sized face and swallowed a mouthful of saliva that didn't exist, she didn't know why, she actually had a feeling that her hairs stood on end, as if she was being targeted by a wolf.

"How can there be a mother like you in the world, who gives birth to a child, but can't treat her fairly, it's not enough to harm her daughter's life, and you still want to squeeze her to continue to work for you and become your slave?"

What does it mean?

Xiang Jinhua's head was a little short-circuited, what is the word oppression? She understood the word slave! But she didn't feel that she had done anything wrong. She raised her daughter with a handful of and urine, so what's wrong with letting her do something for this family? The girl is a foreigner, and sooner or later she will marry into her mother-in-law's family to dedicate herself, and she can't raise her so much in vain! What is the difference between her dying of a man and her mother-in-law and not getting married? Why can't she marry again in exchange for a bride price!

Xiang Jinhua thought confidently, thinking that the old lady still wanted to sell you for money!

Song Yiran knew that it was useless to talk nonsense with this kind of person, "It seems that you hit me with your idea." ”

Xiang Jinhua was shocked, thinking that this person was not a monster, why did she even know what she thought!

Song Yiran smiled, "It's okay, for the sake of you being an aunt and an old lady, I'll give you a way to live." ”

Xiang Jinhua shuddered for a moment and asked, "You...... What do you want to do? Let me tell you, today you kicked my son's life, and pushed me, this matter is not over. You take a hundred yuan out, otherwise, I will go to the public ~ society to sue you!"

"Sue!" Song Yiran slowly approached Xiang Jinhua, "Let's see if your mother and son can get out of this door alive." After speaking, she grabbed Xiang Jinhua's arm with one hand, and the other hand quickly tapped Xiang Jinhua's shoulder a few times.

He yelled at Jinhua and fell to the ground. She seemed to be in pain, rolling on the ground, and kept shouting: "It hurts, it hurts!"

Zhao Xiaodong was very surprised, looking at her sweaty head and painful expression, it didn't look like she was pretending. But just a few clicks, does it really hurt that much?

Song Yiran looked at the rolling on the ground, and Xiang Jinhua, who was in pain, felt a great sense of accomplishment.

In the eyes of outsiders, she just clicked a few times on Xiang Jinhua's shoulder, in fact, Song Yiran mobilized the true qi in her body and tried to use the true qi instead of the silver needle to stimulate Xiang Jinhua's acupoints, but Song Yiran didn't expect the effect to be so good.

"Spare me, I won't dare next time......" Xiang Jinhua didn't even have the strength to speak at this time. On a cold day, she lay on the ground sweating profusely.

Song Yiran said: "From now on, I don't want to see you come over to pester my aunt, otherwise, be careful that I want your life!"