Chapter 92: The Wicked Have Their Own Wicked Grinding

Widow Chen's face turned white with anger, she spat on the ground, and said trickfully: "Phew! That IOU is not counted, it was Gu Jin who forced me to press!"

Chen Hong sneered: "It's written in black and white, and the handprint is also yours, and there is a note to testify to the inspection fee in the county, don't think about it!"

She glanced at the two women next to her again: "And don't think about it, fifty yuan for a family, don't want to take a dime less!"

When the two women heard this, they cried, "Where is the money in our family, and the family is almost unable to open the pot." ”

"If my men know, they have to beat me to death......"

Chen Hong didn't sympathize with them, when the three of them came to the door this day, they didn't have this face.

"If you knew this, why didn't you take good care of your bear children, and if something happened, you would know to cry, and if you cry, you shouldn't pay back the money?

As soon as these words came out, Widow Chen's eyes rolled, and she picked up her son's big mouth and pumped it.

"Wow Wow Wow ......"

The child cried immediately when he was in pain.

"You troublemaker, let you cause trouble for the old lady, you loser!"

"Ahh......h Mother, it hurts!"

The child was carried and beaten by Widow Chen, and he couldn't break free and could only be beaten honestly, and he kept begging for mercy.

Seeing this, the two women next to them also carried their children and started fighting.

The three women scolded the child while beating it, and all blamed the child for the fault.

"Stop fighting, damn the sea, your children are rolling their eyes, stop fighting!"

"Sister-in-law of the Li family, don't fight ......"

When the people around saw the child being beaten, they spoke out to dissuade him.

Chen Hong leaned against the gate and watched the three women beat the child.

The children in the village all grew up like this, and there were few who were not beaten, which was simply commonplace.

Seeing that Chen Hong was indifferent, Widow Chen acted even more ruthlessly.

"Mother! I was beaten, I hurt...... It hurts!"

The son cried, Widow Chen didn't seem to hear it, she hit harder and harder every time, and she was also the worst of the three women to beat the child.

"Chen slut, you dare to beat my grandson!"

Suddenly, an old lady came running and scolded as she ran.

When Widow Chen heard this familiar voice, her whole body stiffened, and she was afraid.

The old lady who came was her mother-in-law, and she was also a well-known evil mother-in-law in this Qingshan Village.

The little old lady picked up the crying aggrieved sea, raised her foot and kicked Widow Chen's fart.

Widow Chen was kicked on the ground, and said in anticipation: "Mother-"

Chen Hong stood up straight when she saw this posture, she didn't bother to pay attention to it, and went home and plugged the door to isolate everyone outside.

She would never admit it, because she was afraid of Widow Chen's mother-in-law.

This little old lady is one of the most difficult characters in Qingshan Village, who is unlucky, what is the matter, the IOU in black and white is in hand, and they don't have to worry about tossing and not dying.

In the noisy outside, Gu Jin had already started to make egg cakes in the kitchen.

Eggs, flour, salt, shallots, oil stirred together with water.

Pour oil into the hot pan, use a spoon to put the batter into the pot for a spoonful, and the sound of hot oil stabbing sounds, and a faint fragrance gushes to the tip of the nose.

The aroma of chopped green onions and the smell of eggs and flour being fried in hot oil made An Mingji, who was sitting on a small bench next to him, swallow his saliva.

Gu Jin turned over the egg cake in the pot with a spatula, and the rich aroma of the egg cake became a little stronger.