Pan Fan scolded again: "You killed my son, our son's mourning hall has been arranged for so many days, you don't go to see it, forget it, but my son went to the funeral this morning, and you didn't even go to send it off?" I've never seen anyone as unconscionable as you! ”

Quiet sneered: "You yourself fell and killed your son, do you blame us?" Don't think we don't know, but the news of you killing your son has already been spread. Even if you fall to death your son, you actually scold us for having no conscience, it's really drunk. ”

Pan Fan didn't understand what Quiet's last sentence meant by being drunk, but he could also hear that it was definitely not a good word, and he suddenly became even angrier, and his fingers trembling with anger.

I only heard Pan Fanshi shouting: "If I hadn't come to you, my son would have fallen to his death?!" My son died on the way back from you! My son will not die sooner or later, but he will die at that time, if he is not killed, you will curse to death! ”

Jing really wanted to give Pan Fan a big look, "You said it yourself, you came to us by yourself, and it wasn't us who asked you to come to us, blame us?" Blame yourself for being pretty much the same! Your son was already weak, and many people saw it, it was when you ran towards Pan Shuangquan with him in your arms, one accidentally fell and killed him! What do you say, I cursed to death if I killed my father-in-law, you shirk your responsibility, and you still come to our house to make trouble today? I'll just ask you, are you still shameless? ”

"You're embarrassed to scold me for being shameless?!" Pan Fan was even more angry, his face was hideous, "You killed my son!" My son is still so young! ”

Silence is utterly silent. It would be a waste of saliva to really talk to this person.

"You must be jealous that I gave birth to a son, and you can't give birth to it!" Pan Fan continued to scold. "Your hearts are so black! Just let my son die! Son, mother is sorry for you! ”

As he spoke, Pan Fan cried again, "How could my mother bring you to them, if you don't come to them, you won't die, son, son"

Crying and howling, Pan Fan suddenly became angry again, and scolded quietly and very loudly: "My son was killed by you, your heart is so black, why do you have children?" You daughters don't deserve it! You deserve to be a stone girl! God is really blind, you let you conceive a child, it's unfair, it's unfair."

Pan Fan looked at the quiet belly, and the bulging belly slowly stimulated Pan Fan's eyes to redden. Her son was killed by this man, and this man was pregnant with two more in one pregnancy!

Thinking like this, Pan Fan's stimulated eyes turned even redder: "You are so black-hearted, how can you conceive a child?" Even if it's a pregnant girl, you shouldn't be pregnant! My son was killed by you, and you think you two will be born? Dream! Definitely stillborn! I'm going to curse you two children to die."

Before Pan Fan's words were finished, there was a scream, it was Xiao Changyi who kicked her, and it was kicking her in the stomach, making her scream at the same time, and squatting down in pain while holding her stomach.

The stomach was hot, and after a while, Pan Fan spit out a mouthful of blood.

If Pan Fan's scolding is something else, he will be quiet and let Pan Fan's scold, and he is too lazy to worry about Pan Fan's, but Pan Fan's actually cursed her child! Die! Belly! Middle!