No one responded inside the door, only the dog barked incessantly.

Jiang Xiaohu tilted his head: "Not at home?"

At this point, most of them cook at home and rest, and only go to work in the fields in the afternoon. Even in a mountain village, the noon sun is very torturous.

Jiang Xiaohu was about to turn around and walk away and go to the greenhouse to take a look, but suddenly, his ears caught a whining sound.

The voice came from the room, very depressed and frightened. Jiang Xiaohu sighed in his heart, could it be who came to trouble Biyun?

Without saying a word, he jumped up and climbed against the wall and staggered into the courtyard.

The big dog pulled his neck desperately and barked into the house, and the chain shook loudly. Seeing Jiang Xiaohu coming, it was very human, wagging its tail desperately, probably remembering the last time, this young man saved its master.

Jiang Xiaohu went straight to the hall house, the door of the hall was also closed, but there were some red peppers scattered on the ground at the door. It's not the sun-dried kind, it's obviously knocked over.

In the room, someone lowered his voice and said, "Don't scream, I'll kill you!"

It's a man's voice, and it's familiar.

"Don't let me, let me cool down, I'll give you two hundred dollars!" the man said again.

The fire on Jiang Xiaohu's head was about to burst out. How could he tolerate this kind of thing, he immediately kicked the door open, and saw the filthy scene in front of him, and the blood suddenly came up.

A skinny old man, yes, that's you, Zhang Fugong! He was shirtless, wearing a pair of briefs, and in a panic, he pressed Biyun down on the table in a hurry, forcing Biyun to lie on his stomach, and his clothes were about to be stripped off.

And Biyun was stuffed with a piece of clothing in his mouth, no wonder he couldn't scream. This is Jiang Xiaohu's ears, if he were replaced by someone else, he would probably only suspect that this dog was crazy and barked so wildly at noon.

Because Jiang Xiaohu came quickly and his hands and feet were light, he didn't hear any movement at all. It wasn't until the door was kicked open that he was startled, looked back in horror, and found that it was Jiang Xiaohu, and subconsciously screamed.

"What are you doing stupidly?" It was not Jiang Xiaohu who said this, but Zhang Fugong.

He started a fire at Jiang Xiaohu first, thinking that he had ruined his good deeds.

It turned out that he had that thought last night, and his wife was not around, so the fire on his body has been burning until now. This morning, he was wandering in front of Biyun's house, and when he saw that there was no one around, he jumped into the house to do a good deed. But who would have thought that Jiang Xiaohu was worried about Biyun's greenhouse, came to see, and disturbed his good deeds.

This time, the two of them are new hatred and old hatred together.

Jiang Xiaohu looked at him, and then at the poor Biyun, who was crying and shouting, his hands were tied with a strip of cloth by the reverse scissors, and his mouth was stuffed with clothes, which was distressing.

In this case, she couldn't struggle at all, but fortunately, she kept gritting her teeth and holding on, her legs were closed, and the old thing didn't succeed.

He was silent, flew up and kicked directly into Zhang Fugong's heart. The old man screamed, rolled over and fell to the ground, clutching his heart and snorting. Although there is an element of exaggeration, this kick is definitely not cheap. His face turned pale and his heart panicked, like a fire.

Jiang Xiaohu had the heart to kick again, but he was more worried about Biyun, so he rushed over and picked Biyun up.

Poor Biyun, there are several scratches on his body, one of which is a long slanted strip from the back of his head to the tail vertebrae, which is bloody. Apparently it was accidentally torn when the clothes were torn.

Although the wound is not deep, the skin is also open, and it is very eye-catching.

But compared to the trauma of the soul, what are these wounds? Biyun was tearful and couldn't breathe.

Jiang Xiaohu tore off the strip of cloth that bound her hand, and pulled out the clothes in her mouth: "Sister, are you okay?" he asked distressedly.

Without waiting for Biyun to answer, Jiang Xiaohu took off his coat, covered her, and quickly picked her up and walked to the inner room.

Putting Biyun on the bed, Jiang Xiaohu looked at her with a blue nose and swollen face distressedly, and gritted his teeth with hatred. Zhang Fugong, an old dog, is really black-hearted, and he is so heavy-handed.

Biyun cried and turned her back to breath, and actually fainted. This frightened Jiang Xiaohu, and he quickly pinched people and slapped his face, but to no avail.

In desperation, Jiang Xiaohu's mind changed, he entered the mountains and rivers map, and pulled out a handful of bloody grass and Puhuang grass.

Chew the herbs and put them on Biyun. The wound healed quickly, and the bruises dissipated in less than two or three minutes, and the bleeding wounds were also scabbed.

The things in the mountains and rivers are really amazing, but now Jiang Xiaohu doesn't have time to comprehend them. When he saw that Biyun was gradually improving, he felt less worried, and instead thought of Zhang Fugong's old dog.

"Hmph, this old thing, he must not be cheaper today!" Jiang Xiaohu thought, "Sister Biyun is here alone, without relatives and no reason, and there is no one in her husband's family." If people know that she is a bully, won't she be like this every day in the future? Today, Lao Tzu will make an example of her!"

Jiang Xiaohu got up angrily and came to the outer room.

But I saw that the old dog was struggling to get up from the ground, grabbing his clothes and putting them on and running out.

Jiang Xiaohu couldn't let him run? He stepped forward and kicked him in the vest, and kicked him again with a bang.

"Ouch, you can kill me! murder is a crime!" Zhang Fugong screamed in pain, fell to the ground, and rolled to the kennel with a grunt.

Jiang Xiaohu sneered: "You also know how to break the law? What you did today will not break the law? I will not only beat you, but also call the police!"

He clutched his phone, his eyes fiery. The dog was also powerful, and when he saw the old thing roll at his feet, he opened his mouth and bit his ass.

"Ouch!" This time it hurt Zhang Fugong very badly, he covered his ass and jumped up, but the dog's mouth seemed to grow on him, and he couldn't shake it off.

Jiang Xiaohu pounced, snatched his clothes, gagged his mouth, and used his belt to help his hand, grabbed his hair, and crackled and fanned wildly. In an instant, that face swollen into a pig's head.

He did this, on the one hand, to avenge Biyun and let Zhang Fugong feel what it was like to be tied up and blocked. On the other hand, he didn't want his neighbors to hear the movement, after all, Biyun still had to be a man. This thing is getting out, why do you say it?

Jiang Xiaohu still wanted to clean him up, but he heard a thud from the room, like a bench falling to the ground.

He panicked for no reason, threw down Zhang Fugong and ran into the house. When I entered the door, I saw that my mother, Biyun was hanging on the beam, and her legs were still kicking around.

Before he put on this clothes, he thought about hanging himself, which shows that Biyun's heart is already broken and he has lived enough.

Jiang Xiaohu hurriedly stepped forward, hugged Biyun's two legs, arched up, and pulled her head out of the rope loop.

"Sister, what are you doing? He did something wrong, damn it, why are you punishing yourself like this?" Jiang Xiaohu was also about to cry, he really felt sorry for this woman.

Biyun cried and said, "A few times and three times, is this kind of thing still rare? What is the point of my life? Let me die, Brother Huzi." ”