Dressed as a wicked peasant woman, she was doted on by a crippled husband

Just when he was about to leave Jiang Zhiyi with a group of children, his eyes were attracted by the big white goose in Jiang Zhiyi's arms.

His eyes lit up, he strode over, grabbed the big white goose by the neck and pulled him over.

"what is this?"

Jiang Zhiyi was staggered by his sudden movement, her eyes were fixed on the big white goose that was roughly held in his hands, and her brows frowned.

"This is a toy my mother gave me, return it to me quickly!"

His pretty eyes were full of anger, and his face was flushed red.

But that kid king was tall and strong, a full half a head taller than Jiang Zhiyi, and Jiang Zhiyi really looked like a little bean beside him.

Seeing that Jiang Zhiyi was irritated, the child king became interested instantly, grabbed the big white goose by its neck and swung it up.

As soon as he let go, the goose fell into the hands of another child in a parabolic trajectory.

This time, the group of children exploded, directly ignoring Jiang Zhiyi's voice, and started making a lot of noise about the big white goose.

All Jiang Zhiyi's thoughts were on the big white goose, and she was extremely anxious.

But no matter how much he yelled, those children just refused to give him the big white goose that Su Yuanyuan made for him.

He had no choice but suddenly remembered what Qi Fang once said to him, "Dou sprouts, you have to learn to protect yourself when I'm not around."

Jiang Zhiyi's eyes suddenly turned firm. He clenched his fist tightly and punched the kid king on the nose.

He has great strength, and with just one punch, the child king was beaten back again and again.

Child King clutched his nose and kept moaning. When he took his hand away, the blood on his palm was particularly noticeable.

He looked at the nosebleed on the palm of his hand in horror, and wiped it with the back of his hand in disbelief, but wiped more and more.

Jiang Zhiyi was still clenching her fists in front of him, staring fixedly at him, then stretched out her hand to him, "Give me the toy."

This time, the Kid King didn't have the arrogance he had just now. He grinned, raised his head and opened his mouth wide, "Mother! Mother! Someone hit me!"

His tears fell down as if he didn't want money, and his nose was thrown out mixed with blood. The crying scene was really indescribable.

His cries were deafening and made people feel irritable. A woman in a coarse cotton skirt came out from a mud house not far away.

"Why are you crying! I'm not dead yet!"

The woman's voice was hoarse, and she was more neutral, and she walked here with her big feet pattering.

When she saw the blood on Child King's face, she threw the tub in her hand to the ground with a bang.

"Shuanzhu! Who hit this!"

She hugged Shuan Zhu's head tightly, looked around angrily, and cursed, "The one who received a thousand knives beat my son?! Stand up for me and peel off your skin!"

The woman was furious, and looked at the children who usually played with Shuan Zhu, trying to find the culprit from their strange expressions.

A little boy tremblingly pointed at Jiang Zhiyi who was standing not far away, "It was he who hit Shuan Zhu."

The woman looked in the direction the little boy was pointing, her eyes were fierce, and she almost wanted to rip him off.

Even though Jiang Zhiyi was stared at by her like that, she was not afraid at all, her small body was still upright, and she said in a clear voice, "He was the one who robbed me first."

But the woman didn't listen to anything at all, she only thought about her precious son being beaten.

Her big rough palm pressed Jiang Zhiyi's forehead and pushed, Jiang Zhiyi couldn't help it even if he tried again, and was pushed to the ground by her in a daze.

His elbow wanted to support his body, but there was a tingling numbness in his left arm, followed by a piercing pain.

When Jiang Zhiyi came, he was wearing a moon-white round-neck gown that Su Yuanyuan made for him, with peonies in full bloom embroidered on the chest with silver thread. When he fell, the white gown on his body was all stained with loess, and his little gown His face was also gray.

Seeing this scene, the lady who had a way to work hurriedly threw down her hoe to find Su Yuanyuan.

Su Yuanyuan was planning things in the vegetable garden to the east when she saw a lady running in in a panic.

"Ma'am is bad! The young master was beaten!"

Upon hearing this, Su Yuanyuan's head buzzed, she dropped her pen and ran out.

Jiang Wenzheng followed closely behind, and even Qing Yi, who was training with Pei Jian outside, also ran after hearing the words.

Su Yuanyuan ran fast, she was always thinking about Jiang Zhiyi, and the fire of anger in her heart was also burning.

When they arrived at the place where the incident happened, Su Yuanyuan saw Jiang Zhiyi sitting on the ground in a panic from a distance.His clothes were dirty, and the buns were scattered. In front of him was a fat lady who was cursing and saying something, looking like she was going to eat people.

Su Yuanyuan's eyes flashed fiercely, she strode over and kicked the woman away with one kick.

The woman was kicked on the buttocks, and she fell to the side while holding her precious son.

"Ouch! That shameless kicked my ass!"

She rubbed her ass, the fat on her face was squeezed together.

Shuanzhu in her arms was also thrown to the ground by her, her face was covered with loess, only a pair of eyes were blinking.

Su Yuanyuan squatted on the ground, looking at Jiang Zhiyi with distress.

When Jiang Zhiyi saw Su Yuanyuan coming, he opened his arms to hug Su Yuanyuan's neck.

But when he moved his arm, he felt severe forehead pain, and his pretty face suddenly wrinkled.

Su Yuanyuan panicked all of a sudden, and quickly took away the hand that was touching Jiang Zhiyi in a panic.

Jiang Wenzheng and Qingyi who followed behind also wanted to bend down to hug Jiang Zhiyi.

But just as the two reached out their hands, they were stopped by Su Yuanyuan loudly.

"Don't touch him!"

She was very loud, almost roaring.

Jiang Wenzheng and Qingyi froze their hands in the air for a moment, and then pulled them back.

Jiang Zhiyi's teardrops squeezed out of his eyes, he gasped in pain, and his voice became hoarse when he opened his mouth.

"Mother, it hurts."

Su Yuanyuan didn't know where he was hurt, so she didn't dare to touch him at all.

Seeing him crying, Su Yuanyuan's heart was wrenched up, her brows were tightly knit together because of her anxiety.

The woman who fell on the ground saw that it was Jiang Zhiyi's family, but she didn't see clearly, she just got up from the ground to tear Su Yuanyuan's hair.

"Hey you little bitch dare to kick me!"

But as soon as she sat up from the ground, Jiang Wenzheng, who was standing by, swung the crutch in his hand and hit her temple directly.

The wood collided with the head, and everyone around could hear the muffled sound, which shows how much strength Jiang Wenzheng exerted.

Shuan Zhu on the ground was stunned, and pushed the woman lying on the ground like a dead pig.

Qingyi ordered the two farmers who came over, "Tie them up."

After hearing this, the two farmers who followed hurriedly found hemp rope to tie up the woman on the ground. Even the pegs on the ground were tied with their hands.