Chapter Eighty-Five: Blood-Crippled Hybrid Rice

"Bastard!" Yang Xiaoan threw the bowl of scrambled eggs with green peppers into the ground, and it looked like everyone was losing his temper. Then he pointed at Yang Chuxia with one hand, "When will it be your turn to speak in our old Yang family?" Honshu tells you that you immediately let go of your cousin and kneel down to apologize to her. Your cousin will be the master and grandmother in the future, if you hurt your cousin a little, I want your life! ”

Yang Chuxia looked at his sinister and vicious look, and smiled, it's not a loss to be the son of an old woman, no wonder he dared to splash hot water at a young age!

"Bastard?" Yang Chuxia glanced at Yang Xiaoan contemptuously and said, "Do you know who your own father is?" Do you know what your last name is? Sensei said that your surname is Yang, and everyone in Yangshu Village knows that my father only has two sons, my father and the fourth uncle. So who are the two of us? Who is the little mongrel again? ”

Saying that, her subordinates worked harder, and Yang Lichun's face turned white in pain.

"Just like your daughter's ugly appearance, you still want to be the master's grandmother? Giving someone a concubine is estimated that those big families think she is not high-grade enough. After she finished, she used a force in her hand to throw Yang Lichun away.

"Cheap girl, you dare to beat me, I'll fight with you!" Yang Lichun had just been thrown away, and when she heard Yang Chuxia say this about her, she was immediately annoyed and angry.

Yang Chuxia saw that she was about to rush forward, and immediately raised the knife in her hand, "You should come, see which of us dies quickly." Hearing this, Yang Lichun paused at his feet, but he didn't dare to step forward again.

Yang Xiaoan's face was blue with anger, "Third child, this is your good girl." Who gave her guts? Ben Xiucai told you, don't think that if you split up, you won't be able to control your three rooms! One by one, they are really not filial, and they would rather give their meals to an irrelevant lame man than be filial to their fathers and mothers, they really raised you in a room for nothing, and I knew that you didn't know anything about gratitude and should have sent you to sell. ”

What is this all about? It seems that the three houses of the Yang family are like cattle in his heart, he can sell them if he wants to, but he is kind to him if he doesn't sell them. The most speechless thing is who should be grateful to whom?

"Second uncle of the Yang family!" Yang Chuxia's eyes narrowed before he could speak, and he saw Ye Zi'an stand up and said coldly, "As a scholar, it doesn't matter if you are disabled, but it's not good to be disabled." ”

"Poof......" Yang Chuxia almost squirted out, this Brother An is just if he doesn't speak, as soon as he speaks, it is amazing.

"Stinky boy, which green onion are you? What is the matter with you when I talk to our Yang family? Begging for a beating, isn't it? Yang Xiaochuan glanced at Ye Zi'an contemptuously again, and then swept his gaze over Yang Dachuan and said, "Sure enough, people are divided into groups, and the cripple has to be with the cripple." ”

Yang Chuxia was furious!

"Cripple your **** waste!" I didn't pay attention to how she detoured in front of Yang Xiaoan, only to see her jump up and reach out and slap Yang Xiaoan's left cheek, and then Yang Xiaoan's leg was also kicked by her, "Are you looking for a beating?" is still Xiucai, just like you, you don't have to insult the reputation of Xiucai. You don't look at your own hybrid rice, and you're embarrassed to scold others, no matter what kind of cripple they are, it's better than your heartless brain and blood cripple, do you know what blood cripple is? Blood remnants specifically refer to hybrid rice like you who don't know whose blood. ”

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