shock!As soon as he came back, his house was ransacked and he was exiled.

The Wen family saw the commotion, but the Jiang family did not suffer any loss, so they took Mingzhu and stood aside to comfort her.

"I said you old fool, you are so cruel, how could you do this cruel thing? Look at you, how much you have scratched Mingzhu, and you still have the nerve to stay here and not go out to ask for it. Explanation?" Mother Wen touched Mingzhu's tender little face and said with a frown.

"That's right, isn't it just to bully no one in the Jiang family? Let me tell you, all of our Wen family are not dead yet, and now we are sitting on their necks and shit? Huh! That's not allowed yet!"

Mother Wen is not a nosy person, but she really can't bear it happening under her nose. Isn't this snobbery? Isn't it because someone who bullied several orphans and widowers in the Jiang family came to look for trouble? Otherwise, he would have stayed alone long ago.

She had wanted to deal with him a long time ago. If Father Wen hadn't stopped him, and if she didn't beat him to death, would it be his turn to become arrogant here?

Butler Zhou has lived for such a long time, and he can be considered a good person, not to mention that he still knows Wen's mother. If he doesn't slip away now, he may not be able to escape and will be beaten.

His son was gone, and now he was the only one left in the Zhou family. Seeing that the situation was not good, Butler Zhou wiped cold sweat silently, his eyes rolled around, racking his brains to think of how to escape. Go and leave some roots for the Zhou family.

It hurts, it really hurts. That bitch Jiang Zhimiao was so cruel. If he hadn't been in a state of mourning these days, I'm afraid he would have rolled his eyes and kicked his legs. How could I still stand peacefully like now?

After Grandfather Jiang left, he was the only one left. The opponent had a large number of people, and they were all ruthless characters. There were also a few martial arts practitioners among them. He was half buried in the ground. He couldn't beat him. He really couldn't beat him. This time, it's hard to say that I can leave even if I'm playing around and rolling around.

"I, when did I sit on her neck and shit? It looked like half of my body was going to be buried. I lost my son a few days ago, and I will be a completely lonely old man from now on. I, I just got hysterical and couldn’t control myself.”

A few people didn't reply, they just laughed and continued to listen to his nagging talk.

"Isn't it because I'm old, my eyesight is not good, and I feel uncomfortable in the past few days, so I accidentally scratched her. Why, are you still reluctant to forgive me? What's wrong with just saying what she said? Come on, look at me, look at how I was beaten, she was seriously injured, but I was only slightly injured?"

"I'm an old man, and I've been beaten like this by you. No matter what, it should be enough. Even if I retaliate with tooth, I'll have to give back several teeth." Housekeeper Zhou rolled up his sleeves and showed the bruises all over his body. In front of others, he cried out in tears.

It’s not Jiang Zhimiao who is crying. At his level, it would be useless if he didn’t go to the teahouse to tell stories. He can still cry in eighteen twists and turns. There is no one else like this guy, at least in her knowledge. In this world, only Jiang Zhili, the one who hides needles in his hair, can rival him.

"What the hell, you're just crying. If you don't understand, you think I'm doing something wrong to you. What, what can I do if I just hit you? If you don't accept it, come over and hit me. You hit me and you." Jiang Zhi Miao folded her arms and said proudly.The sheepfold was not that big to begin with, and every household here was close to each other. If something happened to any family, the whole family would join in the fun. Now that they heard this, they all just joined in the fun and did not think it was a big deal. They all looked straight at each other. Nice to stare at a few people.

"I said, girl from the Jiang family, you are a bit too petty. Isn't it just that the child was scratched a few times? Whose child didn't grow up bumping into each other? Why, it's just your family. The child is precious, but you can’t stand it after just a few scratches?”

"I don't think the injury was serious. You hit me and scolded me. It's enough to get to this point. Look at him, how miserable he is. What's more? He's a dead son and he's been beaten. I'm not talking about you. You're always shouting about beating and killing at such a young age. You'd better have some virtue in your mouth."

Zhang Mengshi struck while the iron was hot and immediately aroused a wave of discussion among the crowd.

"That is to say, whose child doesn't have any injuries on his body? They are used to wandering around on this muddy road. Some injuries are normal, aren't they? Just go home and recuperate with this little injury, and there's nothing wrong with it. There is no need to embarrass an old man like this. After all, he no longer has a son, and he has been taught a lesson, so that’s enough."

"That is to say, this is too much to make a fuss about. They are all people who have been exiled to a lowly status. Do you have such a delicate life? Just make a fuss. People's children have broken hands and legs and they don't say anything. You are the only one. I can't stand it anymore after being scratched twice, and it's not like cats or dogs scratch me. Now that I've gotten to this point, what else do you want? Do you still want him to die?"

As soon as Zhang Mengshi interfered, people's hearts immediately turned towards Butler Zhou. Their faces were full of displeasure, and they attacked in groups, accusing Jiang Zhimiao of his excessive behavior.

"I said you just eat carrots and don't worry about it. Whose children are not valuable? Whose children are not palm-sized and fed little by little. Anyway, I can't bear this matter if it is left to me. I will take care of my children by myself. It’s okay to teach a lesson, but outsiders can’t do it yet!”

Zhao came over at some point and retorted, which surprised Jiang Zhimiao. She had never dealt with her, so it was really rare for her to speak for her now. Come to think of it, I also don’t have the money to smooth out the edges of my temper.

"Go, go, go, get out of here if you have nothing to do. Can't you do something serious if you are crying and howling every day? Have you chopped the firewood? Is the meal cooked? Have the dishes been washed? Have the quilts been dried? Every day. Can't you do something better? Do you have to talk to me in front of me? You are sizing me up and don't dare to cut you, right?"

Jiang Zhimiao looked around with a warning face, and said with an unhappy expression, "You guys are really standing and talking without pain in your back. This child is not from your family, so you don't know how to feel bad about it, right? Okay, who just said it was just a few scratches?" That's it, stand up for me, and I'll go and "scratch" your child a few times later, and I'll see if you feel distressed and if you get excited."

"Really, I'm busy with my own house all day long but I don't know anything about other people's house. Why, I need you to teach me how to do things? Let me tell you, if anyone tries to point fingers in front of me again, I will destroy him. Do you believe it?" After speaking, Jiang Zhimiao let out a "poof" and warned fiercely.

"You, especially you!" A fierce light flashed in her eyes, she pointed at Zhang Mengshi and sneered, "Don't do it in front of me. Your nose is not your nose, your eyes are not your eyes. Why, you haven't suffered enough before, so you have to do it in front of me. Is it a demon?"