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

Su Yuanyuan waited for Jiang Zhiyi to recover from the pain and calm down before she dared to ask him.

"Where is your pain baby?"

Sitting on the ground, Jiang Zhiyi's mouth was trembling, and he slowly uttered a word, "Hand."

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

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

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

Su Yuanyuan checked him carefully again, and only dared to let Jiang Zhiyi walk after making sure that there were no other injuries.

Back in the yard, Su Yuanyuan carefully took off Jiang Zhiyi's outer clothes, and touched his left arm with her fingertips.

There was no misalignment of the bones, and she was relieved.

Judging from this situation, it should be because of the fall that just broke the bone in his left hand, but it has not broken the bone yet.

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

Jiang Zhiyi is currently sitting on the bed with a piece of cloth hanging on his left arm, feeling aggrieved.

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

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

Jiang Zhiyi lay on the bed with a blushing face, tears seemed to remain between her eyelashes, Su Yuanyuan frowned tightly, and tucked him in the quilt.

Since coming here, Su Yuanyuan has never caused Jiang Zhiyi to suffer a little harm. She knows that the original owner has brought too much psychological shadow to Jiang Zhiyi, so she has been protecting him with love, but she didn't expect it to be like this After a while, they were bullied.

When she strode out of the room, her eyes were clear, and she would never spare that woman easily.

When Su Yuanyuan walked towards the main hall, the woman was already pinned down in the courtyard.

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

Qing Yi and Pei Jian who were on the side personally started to hit the woman's buttocks with a wooden stick as thick as the wrist. Someone stuffed a piece of cloth in the woman's mouth, so she could only whine.

Kneeling beside her were two men, one big and one small, the young one was Shuan Zhu, and the big one was Shuan Zhu's father.

The man was thin and small, curled up on the small piece of land, his back was bent like a snail, and his head was tightly pressed against the ground.

Accompanied by the rhythmic sound of sticks, his body trembled non-stop.

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

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

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

The scorching sun was hanging in the sky, and the dazzling scorching sun enveloped him, and even the ground under 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 filled with ice cubes to dispel the heat. They seemed to be in two extreme worlds.

The air pressure around Jiang Wenzheng was extremely low, and he looked at the couple carefully, "Tie it up and sell it to someone else."

The servants outside said that they were about to go forward and tie the man kneeling on the ground to the peg.

But the man crawled forward, threw his hands forward, and pressed his body to the ground.

"My lord! I beg you to be merciful, my lord! You don't remember the faults of villains, please spare our family!"

As he spoke, tears ran down his face, and he looked at Jiang Wenzheng pleadingly.

But there was no disturbance on Jiang Wenzheng's face, especially those beautiful eyes, which were so cold that there was no warmth at all.

"Sell out."

His thin lips parted slightly, still with a firm attitude that could not be refused.

The man kneeling on the ground begging was almost desperate.

He turned his head to look at the woman lying on the ground who had been knocked out, and then at Shuan Zhu whose face was covered with dust. Shuan Zhu didn't seem to be domineering over the child, but the scene just now scared him stupidly, and he was stunned. Kneel beside him.

"Father, what should I do?"

He didn't seem to have thought that he would offend the master's young master and even hurt him.

The man seemed to be cruel, and kicked Shuanzhu away who was kneeling next to him, and looked at Shuanzhu mother and son with disgust, "Go away! I'm not your father!"

Shuan Zhu was young, so he was dumbfounded by such a kick from his father, and sat on the ground blankly looking at the man who had gone crazy.

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 gave him a slanted look, and he didn't give him this chance at all.

It was absolutely impossible for the servants standing on both sides to let his dirty hands touch the master, and the two of them carried the man out by the man's arms.

Su Yuanyuan didn't want to know what happened to the three of them afterwards. That person touched her bottom line, and no matter what, she would never make it easier for him.

But no matter how much they were punished, Jiang Zhiyi's arm was still injured.

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

During the period, Qi Fang also came to visit him, seeing Jiang Zhiyi's hanging arms, it was inconvenient to do anything.

Qi Fang clenched his fists angrily, and said in hatred, "Those gangsters really deserve to be beaten!"

Then he looked at Jiang Zhiyi again, his pretty eyebrows frowned slightly, "Bean sprouts, if anyone bullies you in the future, I will bully you back."

Jiang Zhiyi scratched his head in embarrassment, he is also very good, alright, even though he thought so in his heart, he still thanked Qi Fang.

"Thank you, Qi Fang."

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

He ran into the kitchen, Su Yuanyuan was making snacks in front of the stove, only felt a black shadow coming in, and turned around to look.

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

Su Yuanyuan couldn't help laughing when she saw his foolish look.

"What's the matter, young master?"

Qi Fang couldn't get used to this woman the most. Seeing that he was deliberately teasing himself, he said angrily, "Can I find you if I have nothing to do?"

Su Yuanyuan stopped her movements, turned around and looked at Qifang squarely.

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

"Abashan City may be in chaos in a few days. It's better for your family to move to another place 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 cryptic, but Su Yuanyuan combined with the previous attacks of the Minbei people, Su Yuanyuan immediately thought that there might be a war in the city of Abushan.

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