Villagers, look at me, I'll look at you.

Song Wenjun was bullied by Wang Cui'e's family before, so he could only knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

It turns out that the girls are not stupid, they don't want to be like them, and the rabbit bites when she is in a hurry, not to mention the living big girl.

Lu Chunjuan had a happy event that day, and they saw Lu Youshan slap Song Wenjun more than a dozen times, and the poor girl was beaten by him, and she spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

They don't have to worry about Song Wenjun on weekdays, this little daughter-in-law is actually quite pitiful, her parents don't support her, and her husband is not at home, she was really bullied to death by the second room.

"Her second aunt, I think you better forget it, the hot day is very angry, look at you, your face is swollen like that, don't worry about it like a child."

Someone began to persuade Wang Cui'e, the reason is that there is no electricity in her house now, and in the morning the man went to Sun Electrician's house to find him to pull the wire, and was sent away by him with a few words.

felt aggrieved in her heart, and after discussing it, Song Wenjun must have a way to deal with Sun Electrician, such a good opportunity to perform, of course she can't let it go.

Wang Cui'e widened her eyes and scolded, "Old Yu's family, what's your business?" ”

"It's none of my business, this is not a village to live in, everyone looks up and doesn't look down, they don't say a word, Wenjun is your nephew and daughter-in-law, you can't always talk to her."

"That's right, Cui'e, I don't look good at your face, you better go to the doctor's house to have a look."

Everyone, you and I began to persuade her, she is a reasonable person, and she will also borrow the slope to get off the donkey, and her face will look better.

Wang Cui'e is unsatisfactory, telling her to go east, she to the west, she belongs to the kind of person who does not distinguish between good and good.

"I can't live anymore, you all bully me one by one, wait for my man to come back, see which of you dare to say that I am not?"

Song Wenjun held his forehead, "Second aunt, I have ten yuan here, you take it and go to the doctor to wipe some disinfectant." ”

She glanced at Xiao Man, who was hiding behind Xiao Mei.

"When you come out and apologize to your second aunt, you say you're wrong."

Lu Xiaomei looked at Song Wenjun in surprise.

"Sister-in-law?"

"If you do something wrong, you will be punished, and he will not be allowed to eat tonight, so reflect on what he did wrong."

When it came to this, Wang Cui'e should have accepted it when she saw it, but she suddenly got up and pounced on Lu Xiaoman.

Song Wenjun was quick and grabbed her collar.

"Second aunt, throwing the stone in your hand is not enough to make trouble?"

"I don't want to apologize, just let me scratch him."

"You mean, don't you want ten bucks, do you?"

"No, don't!"

"Okay, you can row me, Lu Xiaoman, take out your knife and give it to her!"

Seeing that she didn't look like a joke, Lu Xiaomei and Lu Xiaoman were stunned.

"Go!" Song Wenjun shouted angrily.

I don't know which of Wang Cui'e's tendons didn't match correctly, she was still squeezed by the villagers, she wanted to regain her face, she loved money like her life, and she didn't even pay attention to ten yuan.

If she wants to change the image of the original owner as cowardly and lazy, she must give everyone a dose of fierce medicine, the previous Song Wenjun is completely dead, and no one can bully Song Wenjun in the future.

Lu Xiaoman shrank and unfolded his palm, and the green pencil sharpener was revealed, and Song Wenjun recognized it at a glance that the pencil sharpener was Lu Jiaming's.

Where is he? In the house?

Song Wenjun took the knife and handed it to Wang Cui'e.

"Let's get started!"

What, what?

Wang Cui'e belongs to the kind of person who can't be on the stage, she only babbles on weekdays, if she really wants to be more serious, she runs faster than anyone else.

"Really, really?"

"Isn't that what you want?"

"I—I mean ......"

"There's no time to talk to you, since you're unbalanced, let you balance."

As she spoke, she took a pencil sharpener and made a cut on her arm that was the same as Wang Cui'e.