The courtyard of the Jiang family was crowded with people, the torches illuminated the small courtyard, and many people's clothes were draped on their bodies casually, and some did not even wear coats, and it could be seen that they all crawled out of the bed in a panic when they heard the sound. In the already cool night, the thin clothes shrunk their necks and hugged their arms, and pointed at the two people who were huddled in the yard

Aunt Rong sat in the ear room next to Jiang Quinoa with a dark face, her eyes fell on the courtyard through the half-open window, and she wanted to cut the two people who were tied up in the courtyard with a thousand knives.

These two things are made next!

The atmosphere in the hall was dull, the patriarch and the second uncle were all sitting on chairs, and everyone was angry, but no one wanted to speak first, for fear that they would not be able to get angry when they opened their mouths.

Qingbo coughed, pointed to the things on the table in the hall, and asked, "Look, how should this be handled?" ”

Everyone's eyes fell on a slender tube on the table, and their faces suddenly darkened a little.

"We will find out about this matter, and we will also give an explanation to Ah Quinoa's niece, it's late, you are busy for a few days and tired, so let's rest first, we will take them away, and we will lock them up in the ancestral hall so that they can reflect and reflect." The patriarch endured his anger and said, scolding the seventh uncle, Wang Zongshui, and Jiang Youcai in his heart.

"Brother Zhuang, Brother Niu, you two take those two things away for me." The patriarch nodded to the two young men and said, and reassured Qing Bo with two words, and got up and was about to go out.

As soon as Qing Bo heard the patriarch speak, he understood that he was trying to turn this matter into a small matter, and he couldn't help but feel a little disdainful in his heart. Thinking about the former patriarch, although he is not very talented, he is also fair in his dealings, and people outside respect him very much. But he didn't want his son to be smarter than him, but he was too careful, and it would be unfair to think too much.

"Let's put them here and watch them, and when the matter is clarified, and how to punish them is discussed." Qing Bo thought of the plans of these two people, how could he let them go easily, otherwise in the future, everyone in this clan would not think that Jiang Quinoa was easy to bully, and everyone would have to step on it.

"You!" The patriarch pointed at Qing Bo, opened his mouth, and was a little weak by Qing Bo's calm eyes, and said: "Since this matter has caused trouble in the clan, the clan will naturally find out and will not wronged anyone." ”

The other uncles were already old, and they were called over again in the middle of the night, and when they saw that it was still Jiang Quinoa and the seventh uncle, they suddenly felt irritable, they were all a family, why didn't they end it. The patriarch has already said that he will give Jiang Quinoa an explanation, what does it mean that this steward of her family still doesn't give up, and doesn't let people take people away? You really don't take their old stuff seriously, do you?

"Who are you, and what is your part in speaking? There is no one in charge of the family, and the minions are still making a fuss? The fourth uncle scolded and said.

Is this a curse? Thinking that Qingbo was out of the house, which one was either respectful to him, or Huang Yuanwai and the others also politely called Jiang Steward, but they didn't want the people in the village to give him no face like this in order to protect Jiang Youcai and Wang Zongshui, the two bastards, Jiang Qu stood up angrily.

"Hey, Miss." Aunt Rong screamed and hurriedly chased out. As soon as I went out, I saw Jiang Quinoa holding a mallet in his hand and beating the two people who were tied up, the two were tied hand and foot, and they couldn't hide, Jiang Quinoa was angry and his hands were heavy, and the two of them chirped and screamed, and they began to curse ugly words in their mouths, and they couldn't help being beaten by Jiang Quinoa seven or eight mallets, and they shouted bitterly and began to beg for mercy.

Thinking of their ignorant self in their previous life, and thinking of the dirty water they poured on her, Jiang Qu's eyes turned red with anger, and her mind was full of the voices of those women in the village pointing at her in her previous life.

It wasn't until he was stopped that Jiang Quinoa gasped for breath and gradually came to his senses, and Wang Zongshui on the ground had been knocked unconscious and died, Jiang Youcai was pinched and injured his foot at that time, although the bleeding stopped, he also hurt his vitality, and he was beaten twice and lay on the ground with more breath and less breath.

Jiang Quinoa threw the mallet in his hand, pointed to Jiang Chun, who was hiding aside, and said, "Go, bring a basin of water." ”

"Huh? Oh. Jiang Chun replied a little dazedly, looking at Jiang Quinoa's eyes with awe, he ran to the kitchen in three or two steps to scoop up water.

Waiting for the basin to be served, Jiang Quinoa pointed to Wang Zongshui, who had passed out, and said, "Splash, splash him for me." Jiang Chun's hand holding the basin of water was shaking, and under the gaze of everyone, he gritted his teeth and walked to Wang Zongshui's side, and a basin of water splashed at his face.

"Ahem" The cold water splashed in his face at once, Wang Zongshui coughed and woke up, and as soon as he woke up, he found that his whole body was in pain, as if he had been unloaded, he opened his swollen eyes, and saw Jiang Quinoa in the haze, thinking that she had just hit herself so hard, she gritted her teeth and scolded: "Poisonous woman, you can't die well!" ”

Jiang Qu sneered, in her previous life, she shrank in her shell, she didn't even dare to step on an ant to death, and she had no grudge or grudge against them, they all poured dirty water on her, and she died so miserably in her previous life. Reliving her life, she never thought about living a happy life, what was she afraid of?

"You can't see if I'm going to die, if you don't tell the truth, I'll let you die now." In the dark night, a cold wind blew, and Jiang Quinoa's cold voice added to the ghost, making people shiver uncontrollably.

"If you dare to touch me, you try, my grandfather won't let you go." Wang Zongshui said stiffly.

Jiang Quinoa rushed up and kicked him, just kicking at the place where he had just been beaten, and Wang Zongshui, who was in pain, screamed.

"Say, what do you want to do when you touch my house tonight? Where does the smoke come from? Jiang Quinoa asked.

Wang Zongshui still has a hard mouth, but he doesn't want Jiang Quinoa to silently recite three counts in his heart Seeing that he didn't speak, he picked up the mallet and started to beat, and after two or three hits, Wang Zongshui couldn't stand the pain, snot and tears flowed down his face, and he begged for mercy in embarrassment.

"I said, I said, don't fight." Wang Zongshui opened his mouth, and Jiang Qu stopped his hand, straightened up and waited for him to speak.

Wang Zongshui rolled his eyes, and was thinking about how to fool him, when Jiang Quinoa's mallet fell again, "It's better to be honest, I don't have the patience to listen to you make up stories when it's dark." ”

I still know Wang Zongshui's temperament, how can I say that I was deceived by them in my previous life.

"I said, I said, it was my grandfather who said that he couldn't swallow this breath, so we touched it at night, and he said that as long as the raw rice is cooked, you will be my person, and we can relieve our anger as much as we want. You were broken shoes again at that time, for the sake of the reputation of Jiangli Village, your grandfather was active again, and your father must beg me to marry you into the door, and then we can make good conditions, and we can raise our eyebrows. Wang Zongshui said and cried, "This is all the idea of my grandfather and Jiang Youcai, and I don't want to." But I'm only one person, and I can't resist them, so I was forced to come, and I really don't want to come. Jiang Quinoa, no, Miss Jiang, I didn't want to offend you, you let me go. ”

The courtyard that was quiet just now was in a commotion, and the big guy was scolding Jiang Youcai and Wang Zongshui, the two black-hearted people, who had such a dirty idea to spoil the chastity of the little girl, and it was like a thunderstorm.

"Where did the smoke come from?" Jiang Qu ignored the curses of others and asked.

Wang Zongshui shook unnaturally, shrunk his neck and glanced at Jiang Youcai, and was about to speak, Jiang Qu said coldly: "You'd better be honest, if you dare to lie and lie to me, no one will dare to stop me even if I kill you at this time." ”

Wang Zongshui's body shook violently, and soon there was a fishy smell, and he cried: "It's mine, I took it out, I was wrong, let me go." Daddy, come and save me. ”

Seeing that he had asked what he wanted to know, Jiang Qu turned his head to look at the patriarch on the steps, "Patriarch, is there anything else you don't understand that you want to ask?" ”

To Shangjiang Quinoa's dark eyes, the fiery red torch was imprinted in the eyes, as if a ball of fire was about to burn people to the ground.

I'm sorry, Uncle Seven. The patriarch said silently in his heart, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Open the ancestral hall tomorrow!" "************************************************** received a notice today that eleven is on the shelves, aha, it's time to start saving the manuscript, Yunxi strives for eleven pairs, thank you for your continued support~~