"It's great that my grandmother can take care of me and respect my filial piety. I had been looking forward to this opportunity a lot."

Song Jiaojiao ignored Ming Jing's obstruction, and agreed crisply.

Old Lady Wei glanced at Song Jiaojiao coldly and said, "I hope you really have this heart."

When she left the ward, Mingjing's face immediately turned cold.

"Song Jiaojiao, you really have a long ability?" Ming Jing's skillful hand fell on Song Jiaojiao's ear as soon as she stretched out.

Ming Hong wanted to stop but was also glared at by Ming Jing, and immediately stood honestly in place, completely ignoring Song Jiaojiao's eyes for help.

"Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, tap, tap." Song Jiaojiao saw that there were people coming and going, and Song Jiaojiao hurriedly begged for mercy, wanting to escape from Ming Jing's jade hands.

"You obviously know that their family is uneasy and kind, and you are deliberately tormenting you to take care of you, why do you really agree." Ming Jing crossed her waist with one hand, and grabbed Song Jiaojiao's ear with the other, and her heart ached.

Why should her good daughter let those villains be cheap.

"Mom, I don't want to see what they can do more, and Mrs. Wei's injury is too strange, if none of us are here, when Grandpa comes back, they will have room to play again."

Song Jiaojiao covered her ears and explained, hoping that Ming Jing would be kind to herself.

"What the hell is the old man doing? If he wants to protect his mother alive or dead, let him protect him, why should he take us if he likes filial piety." Ming Jing is not used to Wei Yanghui.

Minghong still remembered that his wife almost had a miscarriage, and he also snorted coldly: "If he dares to make trouble, let's break up with him, okay."

If he hadn't been thinking about his mother, Minghong would have broken up with Wei Yanghui a long time ago.

Wei Yanghui, who was far away on the road, sneezed a few times.

Song Jiaojiao sighed and said, "Uncle is not bullying us, it's not my grandfather, I'll take care of it here, and I have to get justice for my aunt."

"Don't think I don't know, you're just afraid that your grandfather will be difficult to do, right?" Ming Jing was angry and wanted to pull her ears again.

Song Jiaojiao hurriedly hid behind Ming Hong and begged for mercy: "Mom, Mom, don't worry, I will definitely not suffer a little loss, and I will make Mrs. Wei dare not make a fuss in the future!"

"Mingjing, let her toss, this girl won't suffer." Ming Hong couldn't swallow that breath, so he glanced at Song Jiaojiao and stopped Ming Jing.

"Then say it, don't suffer any grievances." Ming Jing still didn't feel at ease.

"Ann, don't worry."

Finally sent Ming Jing and Ming Hong away, Song Jiaojiao returned to the ward, and Wei Junjie and the three looked up at her at the same time.

Old Lady Wei smiled viciously, and immediately began to call Song Jiaojiao, "You, pour me a cup of tea."

Shen Yue immediately said with a strange yin and yang aura: "What? Didn't you say you were going to take care of your grandmother? Don't even want to pour a glass of water?"

"How so! You wait." Song Jiaojiao walked to the cabinet, took a cup, and poured a full cup of hot water.

Mrs. Wei took it slowly, her eyes vaguely swirling around Song Jiaojiao.

Song Jiaojiao's attention was on the cup, and she didn't notice Mrs. Wei's small movements at all.

Just as Mrs. Wei's hand was about to touch the cup, Song Jiaojiao suddenly let go of her hand, and the hot water spilled on Mrs. Wei's body at once.

"Oops, you're trying to burn me!" Mrs. Wei fell and injured her waist, and she couldn't move at all, so she could only suffer the boiling water of her life.

Wei Junjie and Shen Yue both rushed up, and Song Jiaojiao stepped back to the side in advance when they pushed themselves, not giving Shen Yue a chance to make a black hand.

"Oh, mother, look at you being burned, this is too serious, it's all red, and you're going to have a bunch of blisters right away."

Shen Yue was crying and mourning, and Song Jiaojiao, who listened to it, couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

Haven't blistered yet? I knew I should have gone and re-boiled the water.

Song Jiaojiao shook her head in her heart and secretly said a pity.

"You still don't care, look at your grandmother being burned by you? I can't serve any water, and I won't teach you a lesson."

Wei Junjie felt sorry for his grandmother, seeing Song Jiaojiao standing on the side, looking indifferent, he came over angrily on the spot, and his big hand was raised high, and it was about to fall on Song Jiaojiao's delicate little face.

Peng's voice, Wei Junjie fell directly to the ground, and the whole person was stunned? What happened? Didn't you teach Song Jiaojiao a lesson? How can it be on the ground.

Song Jiaojiao only withdrew her feet at this time, and looked at Wei Junjie like a dead thing.

The condescending gaze made Wei Junjie swallow his saliva subconsciously.

Shen Yue wanted to see the scene of Song Jiaojiao's dead girl's slap, and deliberately locked the door, for fear that people outside would hear the movement and come in to save her.

Unexpectedly, when he looked back, his son was lying on the ground, exclaimed, and ran to help Wei Junjie.

"What's wrong with you, son? Did you fall?" Shen Yue had just closed the door with her back to her, and she didn't see the scene where Song Jiaojiao kicked Wei Junjie down.

"You scourge, why are you still stupid and stupid when you either hurt you or your uncle fell? Why don't you come and help!"

Shen Yue also wanted to summon Song Jiaojiao.

As soon as Song Jiaojiao wanted to speak, Mrs. Wei, who had witnessed the whole process, roared angrily: "You dare to beat your uncle, it's against the sky! You beat me to death this unfaithful and unfilial girl!"

What! Her son was beaten by Song Jiaojiao, a dead girl, how could Shen Yue endure this breath.

originally wanted to teach her a lesson, but she had to find an excuse, but now that Wei Yanghui is here, she can't protect her.

Shen Yue pounced with her teeth and claws, and Song Jiaojiao looked pitiful and shouted, ". Help me! Don't hit me! Help!"

Shen Yue felt even more evil in her heart, she couldn't move Ming Jing, so she beat her occasionally, and she must catch her Song Jiaojiao's face to hold her daughter in prison.

Shen Yue twisted her face, a crazy smile appeared on her face, and Song Jiaojiao felt that if she wanted to go out, she would scare the child to death.

When Shen Yue's sharp nails were about to scratch her face, Song Jiaojiao punched Shen Yue's eyes.

There was no way, her eyes were like ghosts, and she was afraid.

Sure enough, Shen Yue was knocked unconscious by a fist, and Wei Junjie saw that his mother was beaten, and he didn't care that he was kicked by a girl, so he wanted to do something to Song Jiaojiao.

Song Jiaojiao shouted loudly while dodging, "Help, help? Uncle is going to beat someone!

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kicked Wei Junjie's chest again, Wei Junjie was on guard for the second time, and he was about to dodge immediately.

Unexpectedly, Song Jiaojiao's next punch also arrived, and she was directly knocked down with one punch, Wei Junjie couldn't help but be a little suspicious of life, the first time it could be said to be a coincidence, and the second time was knocked down.

Wei Junjie was annoyed and angry, regardless of the pain in his body, and continued to pounce, Song Jiaojiao knocked him to the ground in three or two strokes, stepped on Wei Junjie and said loudly, "Help? I'm beating someone!"

Outside the house, it seemed that someone heard the movement at this time, and tentatively came over and knocked on the door.

Song Jiaojiao immediately shut up, Wei Junjie still wanted to fight back, but was pressed to the ground by Song Jiaojiao and punched to the flesh.

I kept screaming for help or something.

The movement outside the door was even greater, and Wei Junjie wanted to shout that Song Jiaojiao directly took a rag and gagged his mouth, but he could only sigh.

Shen Yue couldn't help but shout when she saw Song Jiaojiao's appearance, "Song Jiaojiao, let go of my son, you stop me."

Mrs. Wei also shouted loudly to stop, and kept banging on the bed.

Shen Yue rushed over and was kicked away by Song Jiaojiao, which happened to press on Mrs. Wei, and there was a huge wail from Mrs. Wei in the house.

Song Jiaojiao saw that there seemed to be a lot of people gathered at the door, and she kept knocking on the door and asking what was going on inside.

Song Jiaojiao withdrew her fist, immediately tore her hair and tore her clothes a few times, before she stumbled to open the door.

Shen Yue looked at her like this, and her eyes were all beads

was about to stare out, and she couldn't guess that she wanted to hit a rake, and immediately wanted to stop Song Jiaojiao.

When Shen Yue caught Song Jiaojiao's hair, Song Jiaojiao also opened the door at this time.

What everyone saw was that Song Jiaojiao was pulled by her hair and fell directly to the ground, her eyes were red, her face was red and swollen, her clothes were torn, and she was shouting for help!

Shen Yue looked like she was going to kill someone, and a man inside also looked at Song Jiaojiao with a resentful face, and an old lady patted the bed to kill the little girl.

Everyone was shocked, and immediately rushed in to separate Shen Yue and Song Jiaojiao.

"What are you doing here? Believe it or not, I called the police!" Just when Shen Yue didn't let go, someone in the crowd really wanted to call.

Shen Yue subconsciously relaxed, and Song Jiaojiao immediately protected her hair and hid back.

The poor one who cries is like the little cabbage in the field.

"What are you doing here? Why did you beat someone so badly?"

The masses with a full sense of justice couldn't stand it anymore and asked.

"She's my great-granddaughter, why do you think I'm just? I want you to be nosy!"

Old Mrs. Wei hasn't recovered yet, her body is hurting everywhere now, and she can't move, and she will be questioned at this time, and she can't turn her head and yells directly.

"Sister, don't be afraid, we're all here, tell me any grievances you have. What happened to the great-granddaughter? Repeating the woman will make you beat you to death!

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An eldest sister couldn't stand it anymore, and stood beside Song Jiaojiao and comforted.

"Don't blame my grandmother, it's because I accidentally spilled the tea and burned the grandmother, so the third grandmother and my little uncle will beat me. It's all my fault, and it's none of them." Song Jiaojiao cried, and the responsibility was taken on herself.

"You little *** is talking nonsense, it's clear that you beat me and Junjie again, look at what you burned your old lady's body, your uncle just said a word to you, you just pressed him to the ground and beat him, I'll stop it, you actually beat me too, your little *** heart is too ruthless."

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