Su Yuanyuan waited for Jiang Zhiyi to ease the pain and calm down before daring to ask him.

"Baby, where do you hurt?"

Jiang Zhiyi, who was sitting on the ground, had his mouth trembling, and slowly spit out a word, "Hand." ”

Su Yuanyuan immediately set his eyes on his two hanging arms, his right hand was fine, but the left hand was trembling and stopped in the air in a particularly uncomfortable posture.

She turned her eyes for help to Jiang Wenzheng, and the man squatted on the ground, eye level with her.

The two of them worked together to help Jiang Zhiyi up from the ground.

Su Yuanyuan carefully examined him again, and only after making sure that there were no other injuries did he dare to let Jiang Zhiyi walk.

Back in the courtyard, Su Yuanyuan carefully took off Jiang Zhi's clothes, and touched his left arm with his fingertips.

The bones weren't misaligned, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

It should have been because the fall just now shattered the bone in his left hand, but it wasn't to the point of breaking the bone.

Su Yuanyuan first asked people to go to the warehouse to get some soothing medicine to boil, and she fed all the medicine to Jiang Zhiyi with her own hands.

Jiang Zhiyi was now hanging from his left arm with a piece of cloth, and sat on the bed with some grievances.

The black-brown soup was fed into his mouth spoonful by spoonful, and after a while he began to feel sleepy.

Su Yuanyuan took off his little boots and gently patted the dust off them.

Jiang Zhiyi was lying on the bed with a red face, and there seemed to be tears left between his eyelashes, Su Yuanyuan twisted his eyebrows tightly and tucked the corners of the quilt for him.

Since crossing here, Su Yuanyuan has never let Jiang Zhiyi be hurt at all, she knows that the psychological shadow brought by the original owner to Jiang Zhiyi is too great, so she has been protecting him with love, but she didn't expect that she would be bullied by someone after such a while.

When she strode out of the room, her eyes were clear, and she would not spare the woman easily.

When Su Yuanyuan walked to the main hall, the woman had already been pressed into the courtyard.

Jiang Wenzheng sat on a chair in the main hall, looking at her with cold eyes.

Qingyi and Pei Jian on the side started in person, and one of them took a wrist-thick wooden stick and hit the woman's buttocks, and the woman didn't know who stuffed a piece of cloth in her mouth, so she could only whine.

Beside her knelt were two men, one big and one small, the smaller one was the bolt pillar, and the big one was the bolt pillar and his father.

The man was small, cowered in the small patch of land, his back bent like a snail, and his head pressed tightly to the ground.

With the rhythmic sound of sticks, his body trembled.

Su Yuanyuan strode to the chair next to Jiang Wenzheng in the main hall, and looked coldly at the beaten woman outside with Jiang Wenzheng.

I don't know how long the beating lasted, but the woman who was beaten was already lying on the ground like a dead pig without a sound.

The man on the ground cautiously raised his head to look at Su Yuanyuan and his wife in the hall.

The scorching sun was hanging overhead, and the scorching sun enveloped him, and even the ground below his knees was turned white by the sun.

On the contrary, in the main hall opposite him, the majestic master sat on a chair, and there were stone hills on both sides with ice cubes to ward off the heat, as if they were in two extreme worlds.

Jiang Wenzheng's air pressure around him was extremely low, and he looked at the couple scrutinically, "Tie it up and find someone to sell it." ”

The subordinates outside said yes, and they were going to go forward and tie up the man who was kneeling on the ground with the bolt.

But the man crept forward, his hands rushing forward, his body pressed to the ground.

"Sir! Please, sir! You don't remember the villain, spare our family! ”

As he spoke, his face was full of tears, and he looked at Jiang Wenzheng pleadingly.

But Jiang Wenzheng's face didn't have any waves at all, especially those good-looking eyes, which were even more cold without a trace of temperature.

"Sell it."

His thin lips were lightly opened, and he still had a tough attitude that could not be refused.

The man on his knees and pleading, bordering on despair.

He turned his head to look at the woman who was knocked unconscious and lying on the ground, and then looked at the dusty bolt on his face, the bolt didn't look at the child's domineering, but the scene just now scared him silly, and he knelt beside him in a daze.

"Dad, what should I do?"

He didn't seem to think that he would provoke the master's little boy and hurt him.

As if he had some ruthless intentions, the man kicked away the bolt that was kneeling next to him with one kick, and looked at the bolt mother and son with a disgusted face, "Get out!" I'm not your father! ”

The bolt pillar was young, and he was stunned by his father's kick like this, and sat on the ground in a daze and looked at the crazy man.

The man kept crawling forward, trying in vain to climb into the hall to hug Jiang Wenzheng's feet, but the man's cold eyes only glanced at him obliquely, and he didn't give him this chance at all.

The men standing on either side could never let his dirty hands touch his master, and the two men carried him out by the man's arm.

The subsequent ending of the three Su Yuanyuan didn't want to know, that person touched her bottom line, no matter what, she must not let that person have a good time.

It's just that no matter how much he punishes them, Jiang Zhiyi's arm is still injured.

For this reason, Su Yuanyuan asked the academy for a few days off to let Jiang Zhiyi rest at home.

During this period, Qi Fang also came to visit him, and when he saw Jiang Zhiyi's hanging arm, it was inconvenient to do anything.

Qi Fang clenched his fists angrily and said in disgust, "Those Diao slaves really deserve to be beaten!" ”

Immediately, he looked at Jiang Zhiyi again, and his good-looking eyebrows frowned slightly, "Bean sprouts, if anyone bullies you in the future, I will bully you back." ”

Jiang Zhiyi scratched his head embarrassedly, he was also very powerful, although he thought so in his heart, he still thanked Qi Fang.

"Thank you, Qi Fang."

Qi Fang suddenly thought of something, and Xiang Jiang Zhiyi casually found a reason and ran out.

He ran into the kitchen, Su Yuanyuan was making snacks in front of the stove, only to feel a dark shadow coming in, so he looked back.

I saw Qi Fang standing at the door, leaning on the door frame and looking at her lazily.

Su Yuanyuan couldn't help but laugh when he saw him like this.

"What's the matter, young master?"

Qi Fang couldn't get used to this woman the most, and when he saw that he was deliberately making fun of himself, he said angrily, "Can't I look for you if it's okay?" ”

Su Yuanyuan stopped his movements, turned around and looked at Qi Fang.

She still had flour on her hands, and wiped it casually on her apron.

"In a few days, there may be chaos in Flyshan City, so it's better for your family to move elsewhere as soon as possible."

He said such a sentence for no reason, but it suddenly sounded Su Yuanyuan's alarm bell.

Qi Fang's words were vague, but Su Yuanyuan combined with the previous attacks of the Libei clan, Su Yuanyuan immediately thought that there might be a war in Fly Mountain City.

Her eyes dimmed for a moment, and her brain thought quickly about what to do.