There are mines in the hands of the age of rebirth

Chapter 68: Crit
"You beat my grandson Zhao Donglai, and you robbed my granddaughter Zhao Yumin's padded jacket." Mrs. Zhao said hurriedly when she saw Xiaomu speak.

"Where is your grandson injured? Do you have a disability certificate? What did you rob your granddaughter?" Xiaomu asked.

"My grandson—your cousin hurt his back; my granddaughter—your cousin was robbed of her padded jacket and cotton hat. Hurry up and get them and give me the medical money so that I can see a doctor for my grandson." Mrs. Zhao borrowed Donkey downhill.

"Hey, did your grandson hurt his waist?" Xiaomu shouted loudly, "Is the injury serious?" Xiaomu continued to shout, "Why do I hear people say: if you hurt your waist, you will be useless? I Is my cousin also abolished?..."

"You damn girl, what are you talking about? Your cousin didn't hurt his waist, but his legs!" Mrs. Zhao was so frightened that she hurried over to cover Xiaomu's mouth, but it was too late, and there was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

"My cousin's waist..."

"Shut up! Your cousin's waist is fine!"

Xiao Mu hadn't spoken half of what she said before she was interrupted by Mrs. Zhao. The question about her cousin's waist instantly became a taboo.

"Hurry up and take out the padded jacket. You can't snatch Yumin's padded jacket, and you can't justify it anywhere." Mrs. Zhao quickly changed the subject, for fear that Xiaomu would go back to talking about her cousin's waist.

"I'm sorry, old lady, are you confused? The big flowered padded jacket belongs to me, not your granddaughter's. It's only natural for me to take back my own stuff! When did my padded jacket belong to your family? You Let's be reasonable, okay? In today's society, it doesn't matter whoever is older can be reasonable, okay?" Xiaomu's eloquent tongue rendered old lady Zhao speechless.

After being stunned for a while, Mrs. Zhao suddenly called out to Zhao Mei: "Tell her that you gave the padded jacket to your niece, and what you give is your children's. By the way, educate her and let her know what filial piety is!"

Xiaomu frowned and looked at Guan Xiaomu's mother, very unworthy of the original owner: What is it really?
"Xiao... Xiaomu, you can give your padded jacket to your grandma." Just this one sentence, and then fell silent.

"Why?" Xiaomu asked in a voice full of resentment.

"Your grandma said: That padded jacket looks good." Another sentence, Xiaomu wondered: How did this beautiful woman survive until now, cowardly and heartless.

"Looks good?" Xiao Mu frowned and asked back, "Is my cotton-padded jacket good-looking? What's not good about my house?" Speaking of which, Xiao Mu stopped looking at Zhao Mei and pointed at Mrs. Zhao, "You say, What is not good about my house in your eyes? My padded jacket is beautiful, you take it; my rice jar is also beautiful, you take it away; my noodle jar is also beautiful, you take it away; my meat oil jar is more beautiful, you Take it away; my thermos is also good-looking, you take it away; my piggy is also good-looking, you take it away; my chickens are also good-looking, you catch them home, kill them and eat them; even my old salutes are good-looking , you take it home and spread it, and you don’t dislike it; this time I came here because my family’s money looks good, and she wants to take a hundred; after a while, my house is also good-looking, and then you let me sleep on the street ?”

Those around watching the excitement never knew that Guan Xiaomu was so sharp-tongued, but now they have seen it, and they know everything about Guan Dahu's family thoroughly.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who took your things? You don't want to frame yourself! You are blind." Zhao Zhongyi said sternly.

"Guan Xiaomu is not talking nonsense. I have seen you come several times. Every time you are either holding a jar or carrying a bag. Tell me, what are you taking away?" Aunt Osmanthus came early and wanted to help Xiaomu. find opportunities.

"I saw that bastard Zhao Zhongyi came to Dahu's house to catch piggy. He came at night." A male voice shouted.

"My padded jacket looks good? You still mean to say," Xiaomu pointed at Zhao Mei and called out, "She said my padded jacket looks good, so you just give her my padded jacket? Do you know that I'm cold too? Do you know that?" In such a cold day, without a padded jacket, I will freeze to death? A cat and a dog know how to protect their cubs, how about you? You let me die!"

"I didn't!" Zhao Mei also argued, and Xiaomu became even more angry.

"You have it, you don't care! Did you make that padded jacket for me? You just gave it away? Why do you give away my things?"

"She is your mother, she can give you whatever she wants." Mrs. Zhao interjected.

"Okay, then give it to your granddaughter, isn't it?" Xiaomu asked sinisterly.

"That's not your padded jacket anymore, it's Zhao Yumin's, so hurry up and get it." Mrs. Zhao shouted.

"Why don't you ask who made that padded jacket?" Xiaomu continued to smile sinisterly.

Old Mrs. Zhao suddenly felt bad, why the hairs on her back were all raised.

"Does it matter who made it? Hurry up and bring that mink fur hat." Mrs. Zhao lowered her voice suddenly.

"Yeah, you guessed it right. My father made the padded jacket. My father made it for his daughter stitch by stitch. You said that your thirteen or fourteen-year-old granddaughter is not my father's daughter. She arrives every day." Wan is wearing the jacket and trousers made by my father to show off around, if it gets out and everyone in the village knows, your granddaughter will become even more famous?"

"You, you, you little bastard, you dare to talk nonsense, see if I don't kill you!" Mrs. Zhao lowered her voice even more, and said with the utmost forbearance.

"I, I, I, I, I can't talk nonsense, I can only tell the truth in a serious manner. I also tell you that many neighbors saw that my father made a padded jacket for me, and I have a certificate." Speaking of this, Xiaomu approached Mrs. Zhao with a smirk. , lowered his voice and said: "However, if she insists on wearing the jacket and trousers made by my father, it doesn't matter. Anyway, your daughter has already dumped my father and is going to marry out. Oh, a ghost marriage, since you think the one hundred yuan looks good, then take it as a dowry and marry Zhao Yumin from your family to my father as a ghost wife. Girl, you won't suffer a lot if you hire her."

Mrs. Zhao waited in horror for Xiaomu to finish speaking, and looked at Xiaomu as if she saw a ghost. Her eyes were full of disbelief. In her perception, Xiaomu was a very honest child who would not resist at all. How to grind, compared with today's Xiaomu, the contrast is too big, too weird!

"Have you made up your mind? Mrs. Zhao?" Xiaomu asked sullenly in her ear.

"No!" Granny Zhao screamed, "You wild ghost, you're not Xiaomu! You're a monster!"

Xiao Mu was not surprised at all, and looked at Mrs. Zhao with contemptuous eyes, "If you can't say it, you can't say it. If you don't have a reason, you don't have a reason. Don't push everything on the monster. The monster is not willing to take the blame. You just say you Agree or disagree? Don't talk nonsense."

"Get out of here! You're a wild ghost haunting you, you can't control your parents, stay away from my Zhao Yumin." After finishing speaking, she took her son and ran away, not caring about her daughter Zhao Mei. Zhao Mei saw her Mother and her elder brother ran away together, without asking Xiaomu a word, they also ran together.

The icy and snowy road on the ground was slippery and slippery. Mrs. Zhao ran very funny. Xiaomu couldn't help but shouted: "Old lady, run slowly, the ground is slippery, don't fall half dead, and say that I am a gram The one who can overcome parents, will overcome you by the way!"

As soon as Xiaomu finished speaking, he saw Mrs. Zhao lying on a big horse "coolly", and then she lay on the ground, her legs kicking wildly, like a little bastard, not too good-looking.

All the villagers, who were laughing cheerfully, looked at Xiaomu, then at Mrs. Zhao, then at Xiaomu, then at Mrs. Zhao. Don't be too frightened: it's too coincidental, isn't it?Coincidence is a bit unprofessional, okay?
"Old lady, remember to bring back the cotton trousers to me this afternoon, otherwise my father will come to your house at night!" After finishing speaking, he shook his head nonchalantly and said, "Don't always think that honest people are easy to bully!"

　Ask for a ticket!Ask for a ticket!

　　Ask for collection!Ask for collection!mwah! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)