Chapter 16: Do You Have a Way to Deal With Her?

Lan Mingshu and Feng Shi heard their daughter's cry, and they couldn't help but speed up their pace, wanting to rush over and pick up their daughter.

But they were suddenly stopped by a woodcutter in front of them.

Hua Yunya snorted coldly, forcibly endured the stench, and stepped to Lan Youyin's side in a few big strides, and the blade of the woodcutter was aimed directly at the hemp rope tied to the pigsty bar.

"Have you two forgotten something? I don't mind letting my knife help you remember. ”

"Don't, don't ......" Feng Shi was so frightened that he hurriedly turned sideways and took out his man's pocket, "We will give the ransom, this will give the ransom." ”

Lan Mingshu's face was as gloomy as ink, clenched his teeth, and he didn't say a word.

Let Feng take out a hundred copper coins from his arms and hand them to Hua Yunya.

Hua Yunya collected the money, held her hands behind her back, hummed a little song to herself, and went back to the room to sleep with her daughter.

Feng Shi cried and cried with Lan Mingshu to drag Lan Youyin out of the dung pit, and the mother and daughter hugged each other and cried breathlessly.

"Dad, what do you mean by being the village chief? The girls have been bullied like this. ”

"Dad, I hurt so much, my whole body hurts, I want revenge, I must take revenge!"

"Don't worry," a hint of madness flashed in Lan Mingshu's eyes, "That poisonous woman of the Hua clan won't be able to stumble for a few days." ”

When Lan Youyin heard this, she was suddenly overjoyed, "Dad, do you have a way to deal with her?" ”

"Let's wait, it won't be long before the Hua family will never appear in Wanhe Town again in this life."

The village chief's family of three, picking a secluded and uninhabited road, with a vicious mind, left the back slope of the Lan family in a gloomy manner.

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When Hua Yunya and Shu'er woke up, the sun was about to set.

After Hua Yunya took Shu'er to the backyard to wash her face with cold water, the mother and daughter were left with only big eyes and small eyes.

In ancient times, there was no computer and no mobile phone, which was really boring.

When she had nothing to do, Hua Yunya thought about going into the stove room to cook dinner to pass the time.

Although she was a rich third generation who was pampered and raised in her previous life, since her grandfather's generation made a fortune, her flower family has been mainly engaged in the catering industry.

As the daughter of the Hua family, Hua Yunya cooks good food.

Those things that He made at noon, please forgive her for being really hard to swallow.

After making up her mind, Hua Yunya took Shu'er into the stove room.

Shu'er took the initiative to ask Ying to watch the fire, Hua Yunya thought about it and agreed.

After all, cooking is no better than boiling water, and she herself is not used to the current stove mode.

If she wants to take care of the fire while looking at the pot, she will indeed be a little lacking.

Hua Yunya first boiled a pot of sticky and fragrant white rice porridge, and then went to the vegetable garden in the backyard, picked two tender pumpkins, and plucked four round radishes.

The tender pumpkin is all stir-fried, and the round radish is fried three, and one is shredded and mixed cold.

It's a pity that the Lan family only has oil and salt in seasonings now, and she has no more ideas in her stomach, and at the moment she is also cooking dumplings in a teapot, and she can't pour out the goods.

Although the method of dinner was simple and rude, Hua Yunya was quite satisfied after taking two chopsticks and tasting the taste.

At least there is oil and water, and there is a salty smell.

It's much stronger than the pig food He made at noon.

After finishing the meal, none of the three people on the slope have returned.

Hua Yunya boiled a large pot of hot water, brought it into the clean room, and washed Shu'er's hair and bathed.

After washing the little girl, Hua Yunya found a dry handkerchief, asked Shu'er to sit on the stool under the beam, twisted her yellowed hair due to long-term malnutrition, and rubbed it little by little.