Yang Huaming smiled: "This is not coming back from eating at Lao Li's house in the village, passing in front of your house, just come in and solve the problem of stomach pain!" ”

Widow Liu snorted and shoved Yang Huaming to the door of the toilet: "There are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door, you go quickly, we can't tell if we are seen!" ”

Yang Huaming slammed his hand at the door of the latrine, unable to get out.

"What's the matter with you? Isn't it a scoundrel to play with a lady? ”

Widow Liu went to break Yang Huaming's fingers, but Yang Huaming grabbed his hand with his backhand.

He said with a hippie smile: "What a ruthless sister-in-law, push me out when you meet!" I am a rare sister-in-law, and I want to hurt my sister-in-law, sister-in-law, will you make it convenient for me? ”

As soon as Widow Liu heard this, she immediately understood Yang Huaming's true intentions.

Her hands shook in fright, and she took a step back, almost screaming.

There is a neighbor living next door, and his son is still writing in the house.

Widow Liu gritted her teeth and cursed Yang Huaming in a low voice: "You it, widows are also teasing, you don't have to die well, get out of here!" ”

She raised her foot to kick between Yang Huaming's legs, but Yang Huaming twisted his waist to avoid it.

"What a ruthless sister-in-law, you kicked it, what will I do to hurt you later?"

With all his might, he took Widow Liu into his arms, turned over and pressed her against the wall of the latrine behind him.

Wall knock!

Widow Liu was shackled between Yang Huaming's chest and the wall of the latrine, and the woman's heart almost jumped out of her throat.

Earlier, I heard that Yang Laosi was famous for his style and flow, and he had an affair with many big girls and daughters-in-law in the village because he had a good skin.

Widow Liu still doesn't believe it, but this trip can be regarded as having seen it.

"Sister-in-law, your man has been gone for so many years, and you are all alone, are you panicking?"

Yang Huaming asked Widow Liu with a smile.

Widow Liu spat out a mouthful of phlegm on Yang Huaming's face.

"There's no shame or irritability, you care about the old lady!"

"Hehe, sister-in-law's saliva is so sweet!" Yang Huaming dipped some of his fingers into his mouth, licked them, and smiled obscenely and trivially.

Widow Liu was so frightened that her legs and stomach trembled.

"Sister-in-law, I've been rare with you for a few days, since the day of the Winter Clothes Festival, I saw you halfway up the mountain, and I didn't even think about eating after I went home."

As Yang Huaming spoke, he became dishonest with his hands and touched Widow Liu's waist.

Widow Liu pushed Yang Huaming's chest with her hand: "You are a brute, there is a mother-in-law at home who still comes out to steal, and you have never seen a woman in your life?" ”

"Beating is kissing and scolding is love, sister-in-law, you can beat me, it's hard to beat!"

Yang Huaming began to speak incoherently, and while pulling at the waistband of Widow Liu's trousers, he pressed her against the wall of the latrine.

The man's mouth with the smell of wine is on the woman's face and neck, and it gnaws indiscriminately......

", my mother is fighting with you!"

Widow Liu didn't know where the strength came from, so she pushed Yang Huaming away a few steps.

She picked up a dung fork placed on the side, and hit Yang Huaming with it!

Yang Huaming was beaten to the point that he was holding his head and running away, and one shoe fell into the manure tank under the squatting position.

Mu Zichuan, who heard the sound in the house, rushed out, and just happened to see a black shadow tumbling out of his own wall.

I fell when I landed!

Look at my mother again, rushed out of the latrine, her hair was scattered, her clothes were disheveled, and she still had a dung fork in her hand!

Mu Zichuan suddenly understood what was going on, the boy was handsome and iron-clad!

He clenched his fists, pulled his legs and ran towards the gate of the courtyard, grabbing an adobe brick in his hand.

"Zichuan, don't chase, don't chase!"

Widow Liu threw away the dung fork and rushed up, grabbing Mu Zichuan's arm from behind.

Mu Zichuan didn't make a sound, a pair of eyes stared angrily at the outside of the yard, and a pair of feet didn't have a posture to take back.

Widow Liu was so anxious that tears were about to come out, so she went to Mu Zichuan and lowered her voice to plead.

"Son, listen to my mother's words, let's go home, will we go home?"

Mu Zichuan looked at his mother in front of him with tears streaming down his face, his whole body was trembling, he frowned, turned around and went back to the house.

Widow Liu gathered up her disheveled clothes and followed her into the house.

Sitting on a stool in the hall, she wiped her tears vigorously.

"Your father went early, left us two mothers, I pulled you up, I don't know how much fright you have suffered over the years!"

"I look forward to it day and night, save money, put the thread and weave the cloth so that I am blind, I hope that you can study hard, and you will be famous in the future, and my mother's hard life will come out!"

"You're good, you've just been admitted to a show, and your mind is wild, you don't listen to your mother's words, you think about the fat girl......"

"It's really boring for my mother to live, and I'm bullied like this by those scoundrels in the village, it's better to die......"

Mu Zichuan stood in front of Widow Liu with his fists clenched.

Watching his mother cry with a handful of snot and tears, his heart was like a knife.

"In the early years, your Ga Gong and Ga Po persuaded me to remarry, but I was reluctant to let you go, my son!"

"You must have a chance, you must fight for your mother, when you have a breath, we will raise our eyebrows, Changping Village, those hooligans and hooligans will no longer dare to bully us......"

"Bang!"

A muffled sound interrupted Widow Liu's crying.

I saw Mu Zichuan kneeling straight in front of Widow Liu.

"Mother, it's the son who is unfilial, so that the mother is wronged!"

Mu Zichuan choked up and said, "From now on, my son must have no distractions and study seriously!" ”

He slammed his forehead against Widow Liu's feet and knocked him three times.

"When my son has a chance, I will take my mother to leave Changping Village and leave this ghost place!"

"Good, good!"

Widow Liu nodded again and again, bent over to help Mu Zichuan, and helped him pat the dust off his knees.

"With my son's words, my mother will wake up laughing in her dreams."

"Well, my son will definitely live up to my mother's expectations!"

"Son, you study hard, and you will read it in the future, what kind of girl doesn't have it? Man, you can't always stare at the palm-sized place of Changping Village, understand? ”

Widow Liu patiently persuaded again.

Mu Zichuan nodded, "Mother, I know, tomorrow, I will pack my bags and go to the school in the town to study hard." ”

There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book.

Yang Ruoqing, when I Mu Zichuan becomes famous and returns to my hometown.

I will definitely want you to understand that I, Mu Zichuan, am a hundred times stronger than Luo Fengtang, a thousand times!

……

Yang Huaming returned home disgraced, and Liu coaxed his two daughters to sleep, and was squatting at the foot of the bed with a basin to wash his body.

Seeing Yang Huaming come in, with two red and swollen bags on his head, Liu was startled.

"Her father, what's wrong with you? Got into a fight? ”

Liu hurriedly put on his pants and ran over with a roar.

She raised her hand to look at the bag on Yang Huaming's forehead, but was pushed away by Yang Huaming.

"I accidentally hit the wall, there's nothing to look at, sleep, sleep!"