Chapter 89: The Widow 1
There was a silver hairpin pinned to that hair. The silver cart was refracted by the sun. A flash of light flashed.
"Oh, who is so uneasy to have eyes, and dares to hit the old lady." The woman clutched her arms and screamed.
Qing Jin was also very painful to be hit by her like this, after all, she didn't have much flesh on her body, and this collision directly hit the wall and hit her bones.
She rubbed the hurt part of the collision by herself, and did not raise her head to look at the person who was hit by herself, who was it?
However, right in her ears, a sharp voice suddenly sounded.
"Wow! It's you damn damn girl again. Don't you have long eyes when you walk? What do you want your eyes for? Packed in the crotch? "The woman spoke very ugly, and unceremoniously, like a shrew.
Qing Jin was holding back her anger just now, and now she was directly pointed at her nose and scolded. The anger in his mind couldn't be suppressed.
"What do you shrew say? I see your eyeballs are in the crotch, right? Is it that you don't walk long by yourself, and your eyes are still talking? Qing Jin was also very polite.
After she finished scolding, she saw who the other party was.
It turned out to be a widow who lived opposite the second uncle's house, and the widow also had a son. This widow is also a shrew.
Wearing a high-flying dress all day long, I have to say that this widow looks good. It's just that this mouth is too poisonous to be forgiven.
The widow didn't expect that this girl hadn't seen her for a while, and she had grown in courage, not only daring to scold herself, but even being so fierce.
"You damn girl, what do you say? If you have the ability, you can say another word to the old lady, believe it or not, the old lady directly tore your mouth apart?
You damn dead girl, no wonder your father and mother died so early, and they didn't give birth to your goddamn broom star.
I also wondered, your father and mother are dead, why don't you know that your uncle is so harsh, you are not dead, your life is really big enough! The widow said as she pinched her waist with both hands and looked at Qing Jin with disdain.
Qing Jin is also not polite, in her memory, Qing Jin was scolded by this woman a lot. And sometimes the woman scolds her for no reason. It's like he owes her something.
"You damned widow, no wonder your husband died so early, and like you orphans and widows, you haven't found a wife until now, why don't you die?
I wondered, your mouth is so poisonous, so harsh, your husband was killed by you, why are you embarrassed to live in this world? ”
Qing Jin also pinched her waist, and her mouth was also very scolding, and when she scolded it, she didn't have dirty words.
When the widow heard her scolding, her face turned green with anger, and she was choked for a while, and all the words were choked in her throat and she couldn't speak.
"You, you, you damn little bastard, what do you say, you have the ability, you tell me again, believe it or not, the old lady beat you to death!"
"You damned widow. You say what you have the ability to say again, believe it or not, this girl will beat you to death. ”
Qing Jin did the same at this time, but she revised her words, and the scolding was quite smooth.
It was the first time that the widow had been scolded so badly, and even a dead girl she had always been unaccustomed to.
"Okay, my mother can't spare you today." After she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand and rolled up her sleeves, wanting to grab Qingjin's hair and beat her well.