Ming Jing was heartbroken when she saw this scene, Song Zhifeng's slap was hard to eat, if it fell on Song Jiaojiao's face, I was afraid that she would be able to directly fan Song Jiaojiao's small group, and yelled: "Jiaojiao, run!" ”

At the same time, Song Jiaojiao was also completely disappointed in this scumbag father, and the mother and daughter decided to take revenge at the same time.

Song Jiaojiao saw that the beast father had made a move, and immediately let go of her mouth, and a smear of oil passed through the crotch of her pants, shouting as she ran: "Kill, kill, Song Zhifeng broke his shoes and was angry and wanted to kill his wife and daughter!" ”

Zhao Lingling's eyes almost turned black when she heard this, and she almost fell, so she quickly pushed away Song Zhifeng who ran over to support her, and said loudly: "Quick, go and catch her, don't let her talk nonsense." ”。

Zhao Lingling, who was ruthless, even made a motion to wipe Song Zhifeng's neck, Song Zhifeng was shocked, and his movements were slow.

glanced at Zhao Lingling, her eyes lingered on her stomach, gritted her teeth and chased out.

Ming Jing didn't care about the pain at this time, and stumbled after him.

Zhao Lingling stood at the door of Song's house with a vicious face, her nails were deeply sunk into the door frame, she was not so ashamed when she grew so big, and her broken shoes were publicized all over the world by a two-year-old child, Zhao Lingling felt that she was not only disgraced, but now she really has the heart to kill.

When Song Zhifeng brought Song Jiaojiao back, she had the means to cure the dead girl.

Song Jiaojiao avoided Song Zhifeng's pursuit and ran in the direction of the village chief's house.

Don't look at Song Jiaojiao's small stature, the two little short legs run very fast, but Song Zhifeng, an adult, can't catch it for a while.

Song Jiaojiao ran all the way over and shouted that she had killed, and her physical strength was consumed a lot, but fortunately, the effect was good, and many village names appeared one after another.

Song Zhifeng finally grabbed Song Jiaojiao at this time, and his big hand landed on Song Jiaojiao's slender neck.

The villagers looked at Song Zhifeng and grabbed his daughter angrily, his eyes were bloodshot, and his big hands pinched Song Jiaojiao, looking like he was going to kill.

The woman's screams woke up everyone's senses, and the men in the village stepped forward one after another to tear Song Zhifeng away.

At this time, Song Jiaojiao's eyes were already rolling, and Song Jiaojiao, who was finally able to breathe, covered her neck and breathed heavily, pain and oxygen rushed into her throat at the same time, feeling that she had eased up, Song Jiaojiao stared at Song Zhifeng with a cold look.

Coupled with Song Jiaojiao's embarrassed appearance, she looks a little ghost.

At this time, Ming Jing also arrived just in time, and when she saw the pinch marks on Song Jiaojiao's neck, her heart was like a knife, and at the same time, she saw her daughter's eyes that were different from those of children, and her heart was shocked.

After carefully showing Song Jiaojiao the wound, a purple-red pinch mark represents the viciousness of the person who started the attack and the hatred for Song Jiaojiao, the tears in Ming Jing's eyes were desperately held back, and finally smashed on the back of his hand.

Song Jiaojiao's throat was a little sore because she was pinched, so she could only make a hoarse voice and said, "Mom. Mom, don't cry. ”

My throat hurts terribly.

The little fat hand also wiped Ming Jing's tears, Ming Jing's tears were more like a kite with a broken string, entrusting Song Jiaojiao to the women around her.

Ming Jing stood up, wiped her tears, picked up a wooden stick with a thick arm, and stood beside Song Zhifeng to split her head and cover her face.

Song Zhifeng, who was beating, hugged his head and scolded: "What do you want to do as a crazy woman?"

Ming Jing turned a deaf ear, and fought to the death one by one, Jiaojiao was her life, and whoever moved her would fight with whomever she wanted.

Song Zhifeng couldn't help being beaten, grabbed a gap, grabbed Ming Jing's wooden stick, dodged hard, and the wooden stick reached his hand.

Song Zhifeng laughed coldly, and it was finally time for him to fight back, raising the wooden stick high, and was stopped a second before it landed on Ming Jing.

The young people in the village surrounded Song Zhifeng with unkind faces, and scolded at the same time: "Song Zhifeng, what do you want to do?" ”

Song Zhifeng was drunk by everyone, annoyed and angry, and said with a red face: "It's your business that I beat the child and wife!" ”

Fuck this group of people, he didn't move when he was beaten, and he came to stop him as soon as he fought back, and the pull was too obvious.

Song Jiaojiao saw that Song Zhifeng was stopped, and felt that it was time to test her acting skills, and immediately cried: "My father broke his shoes and was caught by my mother, and my father is going to kill both of us now!" ”

"Woooooo Ahhhh ”

When everyone heard this hot melon, they were shocked, and looked at Song Zhifeng in the middle of the crowd in disbelief, no matter when people like to eat melons.

Looking at Song Zhifeng, a scholar of Sven Wenwen, the villagers couldn't believe what they heard, in their cognition, these educated youths were all timid and fearful men.

I never expected that Song Zhifeng would have the courage to fool around outside.

Broken shoes are serious and serious, which pays attention to the fact that the people do not raise it, and the officials do not hold it accountable.

But as long as someone calls the police, they have to squat in jail, saying that it is not serious or serious, and no one will report you without deep hatred, as long as the two of them don't care, outsiders are not willing to mix more.

However, everyone looked at Ming Jing holding Song Jiaojiao with a gray face, a two-year-old baby, her hair was messy, her clothes were full of mud rolling on the ground, and her beautiful little face was also dirty, with sad crying.

The two beautiful round big eyes are also red from crying now, and they keep wiping their tears with their hands.

The most important thing is that there are shocking pinch marks on the little girl's neck, which looks ruthless.

Everyone couldn't help sighing, it seems that the fox spirit is very powerful, and this Song Zhiqing is so fascinated that he killed his wife and daughter. At this time, Song Jiaojiao was rubbing her eyes desperately, and the tears couldn't come down, so her eyes were rubbed red, anyway, the child's facial features were wrinkled together when she cried, and she couldn't see clearly.

The wound on her neck was also really painful, and Song Jiaojiao decided to let her mother teach Song Zhifeng an unforgettable lesson.

Song Jiaojiao fell into Ming Jing's arms and cried: "Mom, I hurt so much!" Woooooooo ”

Song Jiaojiao cried, Ming Jing's heart was like a knife, and she could only desperately blow to Song Jiaojiao, appease Song Jiaojiao and other village doctors, and at the same time look at Song Zhifeng resentfully.

Song Zhifeng panicked when Song Jiaojiao broke the news, and wanted to explain to others, but no one paid attention to him, the strong men in the village consciously surrounded him, and it was too late for Song Zhifeng to react.

At this time, the village chief and the village doctor also hurried to the same time and saw Song Jiaojiao, who was crying like a tearful person in Ming Jing's arms, and Ming Jing, who was also crying with a tearful person.

The village chief had no choice but to persuade Mingjing first: "Let's take a look at the wound on Jiaojiao's neck first, don't leave a scar on the little girl's family."

Ming Jing looked at Song Jiaojiao, who was crying when the village doctor was taking medicine, was looked at hard, wiped her tears, and knelt straight in front of the village chief.