The meal was tasteless, Jiang Meijuan simply ate two bites, and then went to the living room to sit. At the dinner table, Zhang's mother and Fu Hui's family behaved like a family, Zhang Jiarui still existed a little because of her blood relationship, but she was completely transparent.

Although Zhang's mother later changed her words, the meal was made for her.

Not long after she leaned back on the sofa and closed her eyes to recuperate, she heard Zhang's mother exclaim: "Ping'en, what are you doing here, where did you get the flowers?" ”

When Zheng Nanyang came in with flowers, Zhang's mother was cooking in the kitchen behind closed doors, so she didn't see roses at all. Now when he saw the petals stained on Zhang Pingen's hands, he was suddenly surprised.

Pinn? Flower?

Thinking of Zhang Pingen's strong curiosity about flowers before, Jiang Meijuan panicked and hurriedly ran to the dinner table to see Zhang Pingen.

Zhang Pingen was still wearing the same outfit he had just dressed, but the difference was that there were a few petals stuck to his clothes that had been ravaged to the point that they were out of shape.

The petals were bright red and delicate, Jiang Meijuan only glanced at them vaguely, and she could be sure that this was her rose!

Before Zhang Pingen could answer Zhang's mother's question, Jiang Meijuan rushed up and pulled Zhang Pingen in front of her, with a few waves of her hand, a series of "pop" sounds sounded, and Zhang Pingen's cheeks were also printed with a layer of red.

However, compared to roses, it is still a little worse.

"Meijuan, what are you doing here?"

Closer to Jiang Meijuan, Zhang's mother was already frightened by Jiang Meijuan's movements, and by the time she reacted, Zhang Pingen already had a few more slap marks on her face.

Zhang Jiarui, who was far away, was also inexplicable, but his mother should educate his son, and he sat in his position and did not move.

And Fu Wei and Zheng Nanyang, who already love to watch good shows, naturally did not move, and the two of them deliberately put a lot of dishes in the bowl, eating and watching the play.

"I remember that Jiang Meijuan is not like this, how do you feel that Jiang Meijuan has been breaking down since I came?"

In the information given by the client, Jiang Meijuan has always been gentle and kind to Zhang Pingen, and she is also very open-minded, which is very different from the current Jiang Meijuan.

Could it be that her butterfly wings are doing it again?

[Not necessarily, there is no record of this period in the information given by the client, maybe Jiang Meijuan later changed her mind and became a new person, which was good to Zhang Pingen.] ]

Fu Wei: Be a bad guy again??

Jiang Meijuan's hand has not stopped, and the slapping and Zhang Pingen's cries are endlessly surrounded in this small house. Zhang's mother tried to go up and pull Zhang Pingen away, but Jiang Meijuan dodged it, pulling Zhang Pingen farther away, and her subordinates moved harder.

"Dad... Grandmother... Save me, woo woo woo," Zhang Pingen cried and begged Jiang Meijuan for mercy: "Mom, I was wrong, don't beat me..."

And Jiang Meijuan didn't seem to hear it, and only concentrated on beating people.

"Meijuan, that's enough!"

Zhang Jiarui spoke to stop it, Zhang's mother's roar and Zhang Pingen's cry made him upset and irritable, he didn't want to interfere, and he couldn't sit still at the moment.

He came back after a busy day, but he didn't expect that the family not only could not let him relax, but made him more tired.

Jiang Meijuan only smiled coldly at him, and the movements in her hands continued.

Zhang Jiarui, who has always been able to control Jiang Meijuan, lost his hand at this moment, and couldn't help but aggravate his tone again, and roared three or four times, but Jiang Meijuan didn't react much.

Zhang's mother was still struggling to pull Zhang Pingen away, she had just grabbed Zhang Pingen's arm, Jiang Meijuan grabbed Zhang Pingen's back collar and pulled it hard, not only pulled Zhang Pingen back, but Zhang's mother couldn't regain her strength for a while, and fell heavily to the ground.

Zhang Jiarui really can't sit still now, as a mother, Jiang Meijuan can beat Zhang Pingen, but because of this, Zhang's mother is implicated, that's her fault, she is just a daughter-in-law!

He walked forward quickly, wanting to pull Jiang Meijuan away.

"Get out," Jiang Meijuan viciously shook off Zhang Jiarui's hand, and the anger in her eyes seemed to want to devour Zhang Jiarui and burn him.

Jiang Meijuan turned her face back and slapped Zhang Pingen again.

Zhang Pingen, who had already been slapped so that his cheeks were red and swollen, was hit on the wrong side by this blow, and there was also a tingling pain in his left ear, he didn't even have the strength to cry, and his left hand, which had been pushing Jiang Meijuan away, quickly withdrew and covered his left ear.

It hurt so much in his ears, he seemed to have touched a warm liquid, but Jiang Meijuan was still holding him, he didn't dare to take his hand down, so he could only cover his ears tightly.

"Meijuan, stop it," Fu Hui also joined the battlefield.

It's just that her persuasion is weak and useless.

"You put your hand down for me," Jiang Meijuan said viciously, she gritted her teeth and looked at Zhang Pingen, and there was a hot pain in her palm.

But she didn't want to stop.

Zhang Pingen ruined not only her roses, but also her youthful expectations and ignorance, the thoughts of a young girl who was almost ten years late, she was destroyed in Zhang Pingen's hands before she could immerse herself in happiness for a long time.

Seeing that Zhang Pingen kept covering her ears and frowning and didn't speak, Jiang Meijuan didn't bother to explain so much to him, she stepped on Zhang Jiarui's feet who were holding her from behind, and the heels of her high heels were on the upper of the cloth shoes, Zhang Jiarui let go of her hand in pain.

Without restraint, she swung her palm at Zhang Pingen again.

This time she didn't slap her face, but at Zhang Pingen's hand.

The feeling of being a thug is different from a slap in the face, Jiang Meijuan was hurt by the bones of her hand, she glanced at the palm of her hand casually, but saw a little blood stain on the palm of her hand.

Jiang Meijuan was stunned, and even the left hand that grabbed Zhang Pingen slowly let go.

Feeling that the strength on his right hand was decreasing, Zhang Pingen saw the opportunity, shook it hard, leaned on Fu Mo with agility, and whimpered in his mouth: "Godmother... My ears hurt..."

He couldn't care about being coquettish now, and what made him more painful than his swollen and sore face was the stinging ears.

"What's wrong with the ears?" Fu Wei frowned, vaguely felt that something was wrong in his heart, put his hand on his hand, and gently took it away.

Zhang Pingen, under the leadership of Fu Ming's soft and boneless hand, slowly took away the hand covering his left ear, and cried with a sob: "Godmother... It really hurts..."

I saw that the pinna of the ear was already bright red, and the palm of Zhang Pingen's hand was also scarlet blood.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Nanyang walked over and asked, and when he saw the blood, his pupils dilated slightly, and he gloated a little in his heart.

It doesn't seem so simple.

When Zhang's mother saw Zhang Pingen arrive at Fu Hui, her heart suddenly fell to the ground, and she was now sitting on the ground resting; And Jiang Meijuan, Jiang Meijuan was still stunned by her hands, and Zhang Jiarui, who was standing in front of her, was still chattering and accusing her.

Except for Fu Mo and Zheng Nanyang, no one's attention was on Zhang Pingen.

"That's enough, you guys stop!" Zheng Nanyang said loudly, "Ping En is injured, send him to the hospital first." ”

After Zheng Nanyang finished speaking, he quickly went out to drive, while Fu Wei took Zhang Pingen and followed him out.

There are only three people left in the house who are confused, go to the hospital?

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