Early in the morning, the village chief took Tang Hewei to the village for a walk, and before leaving, he specially instructed Yanzi to make something good at noon to entertain distinguished guests.

She was killing chickens in the yard, pouring hot water, plucking feathers, and bleeding.

Opening the door, Song Yong was caught off guard by the blood left by the killing of chickens on the ground, and hurriedly turned around.

Yanzi called him with wet hands, "Hey Xiao Song, are you awake, are you hungry?" ”

The tip of Song Yong's nose twitched slightly, smelling blood, and his stomach was rolling.

Just as he was about to speak, the woman next door came in with the child in her arms, and she was in a hurry, "Yanzi, go and take a look, the warbler has been beaten." ”

"What's the matter, who is going to hit her?"

"Sun Hui,! Go ahead, you're going to fight fiercely! ”

Regarding Chu Ying, the swallow apron didn't have time to take off, so he ran over.

Song Yong turned around, and his thoughts returned.

The man just said...... Chu Ying was beaten?

The blood meandered in the middle of the courtyard, and the range was somewhat wide, and Song Yong walked down the steps, hesitated, and still stepped over.

By the time he arrived at the commissary, the two sides had already been pulled apart.

Wang Zigui and Sun Hui fought a little fiercely, just sent to the health center in the next village, only Aunt Sun was left, two or three people pulled her, she didn't forget to point at Chu Ying and scolded: "Cheap little prostitute, if you die, the man will come to seduce Sun Hui, I will tear your face today——"

The scene was so chaotic that many people surrounded it.

The village chief was beaten in the middle, and the swallows rushed over and protected Chu Ying behind him.

It was very difficult to squeeze in, Song Yong stood on the periphery and couldn't see anything, Aunt Sun was dragged away with a curse in her mouth, and the village chief organized the crowd to disperse.

The crowded figure sparsely left, and the line of sight gradually became clearer.

Chu Ying was holding the broken hair in her ears, the corners of her eyes were glowing with a fragile red, and the swallow helped her and asked, "How is it, do you want to go to the health center?" ”

She chuckled and shook her head.

How could it be okay, I was slapped a few times on my face, slightly swollen, with deep tears, and when I walked back, my back was shaky, as if I was weak and not in the wind.

Song Yong took a step forward and wanted to follow, but a figure suddenly broke into the afterglow.

It's Tang and Wei.

He followed behind Chu Ying, didn't know what to say, and when he turned around, he saw Song Yong, "Come here." ”

He beckoned.

Song Yong was slightly stunned and walked over.

Standing on the steps, Tang Hewei asked in a low voice, "Didn't you bring a medicine box?" Use it. ”

Through a layer of gauze curtains, Chu Ying could not be seen.

Song Yong was displeased, "Why? ”

"What, why, people are hurt."

He's really kind.

What kind of goods is the second uncle, no one knows better than Song Yong, when he sees a beautiful woman, he can't walk, and when he arrives in the village, he is hooked by Chu Ying.

The two men had just entered the health center for her fight, and Tang Hewei asked for a medicine box for her, which was probably a natural fox.

"What does it matter to me that she's injured?" I don't know where the anger came from, prompting Song Yong to be so indifferent as soon as he opened his mouth, "Can any woman use my things?" So what have I become? ”

There seems to be movement behind him.

Tang Hewei's eyes brushed and smiled attentively, "Miss Chu, are you okay, do you need me to take you to the health center?" ”

Across the curtains, Chu Ying stood behind Song Yong, and he turned his head in hindsight and caught a touch of sadness in her eyes, and she heard all his words.

She is a country widow, and she is not worthy of the good things of Song Yong's son.

Lifting the curtain, she walked out, the large scratches on the snow-white shoulders and neck were eye-catching, Song Yong's heart was blocked, and she moved her lips to explain, but she glanced at him in disbelief and looked at Tang Hewei.