Chapter 7: A little punishment
He looked at his mother, for fear that his mother would not believe him, and his mother had said that people are not poor, even if they starve to death, they can't steal or rob.
"Mother believes in you." Jiang Lanqing patted his back to appease the angry little guy.
Then he looked at Ma Jinhua: "Just because the child walked past your door, he said that he stole your eggs and carried sweet potatoes in your home, you are so one-sided, do you look at our orphans and widows, easy to bully?" ”
In my impression, Jiang Lanqing is a person who is quiet and not good at words, today's Jiang Lanqing is indeed as Luo Sanhui said, different from before, and has become able to quibble, Ma Jinhua is too lazy to dwell on this issue, and does not want to take advantage of the verbal dispute with Jiang Lanqing anymore.
said fiercely: "The dead duck has a hard mouth, don't admit it?" When the old lady finds it out, she will tell you to get out. ”
As he spoke, he wanted to bypass the mother and son, and prepared to go into the house to search for eggs and sweet potatoes.
Jiang Lanqing hugged the little boy and blocked Ma Jinhua's way: "Do I agree?" ”
"What? Is it a thief? I searched for it today. was stopped, Ma Jinhua was even more sure that Jiang Lanqing had a ghost in her heart, so she did everything possible to stop her, the more she wanted to search.
Jiang Lanqing held the child and did not let an inch.
"Let it or not?" Ma Jinhua raised her stick, looking like she was going to hit Jiang Lanqing, and now she was sure that she could find eggs and sweet potatoes in the house.
Even if the mother and son are beaten, as long as the physical evidence is found, Li Zhenglai will not say anything about her at that time.
Thinking of this, Ma Jinhua had confidence in her heart, and waved her stick at Jiang Lanqing without hesitation.
"Pop" the stick fell, not falling on the person as imagined, Jiang Lanqing pinched Ma Jinhua's wrist accurately.
Ma Jinhua was so shocked that she only said the word "you", and before the words came out, a pain and numbness came from her knees, and Ma Jinhua screamed miserably, "Ah! The man fell to his knees.
Ma Jinhua's knee hurt and numb, and she suddenly shouted: "What did you do to me? ”
"It's just a little lesson for you, not everyone is at your mercy." Jiang Lan looked coldly at Ma Jinhua wailing on the ground, his eyes were like a thousand years of wind and snow, ten thousand years of wind and frost, extremely cold.
Jiang Lanqing is not a person who is bullied, she has always adhered to the purpose that if people don't offend me, I won't offend others, and if people offend me, I will stab people.
Ma Jinhua dared to swing a stick at her mother and son, so she had to be punished a little.
It just so happened that her son had a few crooked fruit cores in his pocket, took out one, and threw a wave of ingenuity on the Ma Jinhua Zusanli acupuncture point.
Three inches below the knee outside the foot, about a horizontal finger on the outside of the tibia, the stomach meridian of the foot Yang Ming, and the veins of the foot Yang Ming are combined.
After the hit, the lower limbs were numb.
This stroke made Ma Jinhua involuntarily kneel on the ground.
Ma Jinhua shrank her neck in fear, and then shouted and cried: "It's unreasonable, I'm beating someone who is a thief, I'm going to kill me, help." ”
This is halfway up the mountain, and there is no one nearby, no matter how much she cries, no one comes.
No one came, no one watched the singing and songwriting, Ma Jinhua was usually arrogant and domineering in the village, she didn't want to suffer this loss, her heart was crossed, she got up and raised the stick again, and hit Jiang Lanqing's mother and son, she gritted her teeth with hatred in her heart, and the strength of her hand was even more ruthless, and she scolded in her mouth: "The old lady killed you two thieves." ”
"Pop" the sound of the stick falling on the person, Ma Jinhua didn't have time to be happy, and was robbed of the stick by a powerful big hand.