When she was hesitating, Sang was no longer scolded Huai outside the hospital, but directly attacked by name, so that she didn't even have an excuse to stay closed.

At this time, the sour jujube lady is more like a warrior who gallops across the country to show off her might. Seeing that the opponent was cowering in the courtyard and did not dare to fight, and did not even say a word to decorate the façade, it further aroused the ambition of the mother-in-law to scold the opponent to death and scold the stinky full moon. Not only did she scream with her hands around her neck, but she also stomped the ground with her heels. Like a riveted rammed stone, it is firmly ramming the same solid street.

She scolded, as the saying goes, oh, the upper beam is not right, the lower beam is crooked. The man died, and the ghost did not go away, and he attached the body of the little cub. also let him die once, so that he could die early and live early. I'm soft-hearted, I can't see this dirty thing, and then I ruin the good baby, so I have to take care of it.

Full Moon finally couldn't hold back herself and went straight out of the door, wanting to argue with her. Before he could say this, he was stumbled by the mother-in-law's more vigorous momentum. She leaned against the doorframe of her house, unable to stand upright.

Seeing that the full moon finally let herself be scolded, the mother-in-law immediately rolled up her sleeves and rushed forward. She jumped on her feet, her clothes were crooked, her hair was disheveled, and two piles of white foam were rising from her mouth. It's like a sick female mad dog, with teeth and claws as if she was about to tear apart the full moon.

She shouted, "Yo, it's easy to get out and dry." I'm still thinking, you only know that you are comfortable in the crotch of your pants, how dare you show your head in the world for people to see. It's good to dry, so you don't have to cover it with acid, salt, smell, mold, and rot. It's really going to be that time, but no one is rare, no one is distressed, no one wants it. If you want to say that there is a need, there is only one wild dog left in heat on the street that can smell and lick it. If it is dried for a short time, the pig will not eat and the dog will not smell.

The woman's words became more and more vulgar and vicious. Hearing this, several women who wanted to come forward to persuade them blushed and didn't dare to say anything. The men were even more afraid to provoke her. I'm afraid that she will pull herself in without holding back her mouth, and she will be angry and lose face in the future. Moreover, it is not easy for a big man's family to directly pull the mother-in-law who jumps up and down like a rammed stone. Wherever you touch, it's not a place. So, in the whole scene, only the mother-in-law was performing, dancing, and venting. The people around her are just spectators of her impromptu performance.

Sour apricots arrived. Seeing this scene, he blushed and told the sour jujube to quickly pull his mother-in-law home, don't be embarrassed here.

The mother-in-law saw that Sour Apricot interjected, and immediately turned the conversation to Sour Apricot. She scolded, you have a green onion in your pig's nose, what kind of appearance do you have? My baby cub was bullied, and no one came out to fart. Now, I reasoned for my own baby, and I caused a bunch of loud farts and smoked idlers three miles away. That's what I do. Co-authored a family, young and old, a village of old and young, all bullied me. I still have something to do. Let's die, save yourself from being annoyed and annoyed by living.

With that, she sat down on the ground, slapped her hands on the ground, and began to cry. Tears mixed with the white foam on the corners of the mouth, staining the old face.

Sour Xing was so angry that she trembled, but she couldn't say a word.

The xylophone also hurried over. She pushed aside the crowd of onlookers, and when she saw such a scene, she knew that persuasion was useless. She told the villagers, everyone saw it, and whoever bullied whom, should have a number in their hearts. For a trivial matter between children, he has no head, no face, no shame, and is not afraid of losing the face of the whole village. Today, I'm in charge. I'll take care of whatever happens.

Immediately, Xylophone ordered a few women with big shoulders and round waists, and shouted, let's drag her home. If it doesn't work, carry her back. If you still play ugly, you can make a shovel of and urine to cover this stinky mouth, and see if she still pours feces.

Immediately, the named and unnamed women hugged together, and pulled their arms and legs to set up the mother-in-law.