Picking up the blood-stained wooden stick that had fallen to the ground, Su Baiqiu slowly approached Aunt Zhang who was kneeling on the ground with an extremely indifferent look.

"Miss, let me come!" Zhou Tong stepped forward, after all, it was better to leave the beating work to him.

"No, you don't." Su Baiqiu didn't give him this opportunity, and walked straight over, without even taking his eyes off half a minute. The hand holding the stick tightened a little more with his footsteps.

Her enemies had always been dealt with by her own hands. It was before, and it will be now!

When Aunt Zhang's pupils suddenly contracted, the sound of sticks also sounded.

"Ouch! You little! ”

"Ahh Su Baiqiu! Sooner or later you will regret it! ”

"The old man is back, there is you, there is a ...... you feel good"

Cursing continued to reverberate, echoing in the dead silence of the ancestral hall. Dozens of tablets are like orderly silent spectators, watching coldly.

Dozens of servants outside the door gathered more and more, and when they saw the scene in front of them, they all secretly high-fived themselves in their hearts, but at the same time, they were even more impressed by Su Baiqiu, the eldest lady's wrist was really amazing!

Aunt Zhang's swearing continued, but gradually intermittently and stumblingly.

In addition to the memories that have long been dusted, Mama Li, a fierce woman with sharp teeth and sharp mouths, who plays tricks and pokes at the door of people's lives, she Zhang Bailian has not been trampled on the soles of her feet by others for more than ten years since she married into the general's mansion!

The two biggest times in my life are unbearable, one is due to Ming Xinlan's old slave, and now this time it was Ming Xinlan's daughter who did it herself. When Aunt Zhang read this, her eyes widened, and she looked straight at Ming Xinlan's tablet like a quenching poison.

Inch by inch hatred spreads, Ming Xinlan! Since I could have asked you to go to the Yellow Spring without much effort, I will never let go of your daughter now! Nails snapped and embedded deep in the wooden bench.

"Miss, Aunt Zhang won't be dead, right?" The cursing stopped abruptly, followed by a shallow shout.

Qing Qian remembered to count carefully this time, but Aunt Zhang's scolding made her upset. I was just thinking about finding a rag to stuff in her mouth, but suddenly I lost my life. Just as she was finally clean and happy, she looked up and saw the 'old poisonous woman' with her hands hanging down.

Compared with the shallow panic, Su Baiqiu was extremely calm. Death is death, one less scourge in the world! Even though he thought so, he reached over and sniffed.

Alas! What does the old saying say? It is difficult for a good person to last long, and a curse will last for a thousand years. The breath is even and powerful, the breath is warm and steady, and you live better than anyone else!

Rolling his eyes: "No, but I fainted." Throwing away the wooden stick briskly, Su Baiqiu turned around and wanted to speak again.

"Miss, you have played a total of twenty boards this time!" Qingqian took the first step, she had already guessed that her young lady must ask, otherwise she would not have to use two minds to check the number.

Su Baiqiu bowed his head with satisfaction, and smiled shallowly and sarcastically: "Not rude, not respectful, harsh to subordinates, extravagant, and no manners." There are five in total, remember! ”

"Yes, slave and maid remember. A total of five ......"

Yes? Five-of-a-kind? Isn't that a fifty board?

"Miss, this ...... Five, fifty boards...... It's going to kill you. "A slightly melancholy reminder.

Revenge is revenge, good is rewarded, evil is rewarded, it is not that it is not not repaid, the time has not come. The eternal truth is that Aunt Zhang herself has to practice it herself, risk her life, and deserve it! However, if my own lady is killed for this, it will be a great loss!