Good pregnancy, quick to wear: the soft fox is pampered in the plane

Chapter 166 The pretty little widow in the village VS the God of War General (3)

With the village chief's repeated warnings and threats, Mother Mo finally allowed Han Miao'er to live a peaceful life for a few days.

But this Ansheng's birthday, Mo's mother stopped doing anything to her.

She was not easy to get along with. She usually stood in front of Han Miao'er's bed and taunted her. She would not give her food or drink, and she would not even drink the soup brought by her sixth daughter-in-law.

Fortunately, it was Han Miao'er. If it were the original person, even if he survived without taking medicine, he would still be unable to bear the cold words of this evil mother-in-law.

On this day, the system was informing that the execution target was being picked up by the village chief on his way back to the village.

As soon as the two of them finished communicating, Mother Mo, who was feeding chickens outside, started her performance again.

"Bah, shameless little whore, you are so shameless, do you think you are the eldest lady by lying on that bed every day?"

"You think you're going to die when you bleed a little? Are you giving me face? There's no use for the chickens at home. If they can lay eggs, you will eat them."

"I've eaten so much of my food for nothing. Bah, I was really blind when I married you, a bastard. As a result, my son was arrested and sent to serve as a soldier, and he died outside. You're a loser."

All kinds of obscene words were used to curse Han Miaoer full of resentment.

Han Miaoer drank the nutrient solution provided by the system with a calm expression in the room, thinking carefully in her mind.

The neighbor heard Mother Mo's scolding and tried to persuade her through the wall.

He was quickly repelled by Mother Mo, who had experienced many battles.

When it comes to being domineering and scoundrel, Mo's mother dares to claim to be the first in Moji Village, but no one dares to claim to be second.

Finally, the neighbor cursed under his breath and returned with the dried sauerkraut.

Mother Mo looked proud.

Han Miao'er walked to the door with a weak look on her face: "Mother-in-law, stop talking, I'll do the work right now."

Seeing her half-dead state, Mother Mo snorted coldly: "No, no, no, don't act pretentious here. It's my fault for everything. She looks unlucky every day, and she gets angry just by looking at her."

Han Miaoer shed tears as she spoke, crying until she was out of breath.

Mother Mo was immediately angered: "What are you doing? You're crying. The God of Wealth in the family wants you to cry away. Why did I marry you and this little prostitute to my son? You're just a broom star."

As he said this, he saw that Han Miao'er was still crying and had no intention of stopping. He suddenly lost his temper and stepped forward, tearing Han Miao'er's hair and shaking it.

"You little bitch, why don't you shut up?"

Han Miao'er saw that she was getting more serious and wanted to slap her in the mouth. Seeing that there was no one around, he raised his foot and kicked her legs that were already a little wet and cold.

Mo's mother fell to the ground after being kicked violently.

"Okay, you little whore, how dare you do this to me? Are you too brave?"

Mother Mo got up with difficulty as she spoke, took the hoe on the side and started to chase Han Miao'er.

A smile flashed in Han Miao'er's eyes, she raised her feet and stumbled out the door.

"Mom, I was wrong, I will go to work right away."

Mother Mo had lost her mind a long time ago and had forgotten what the village chief said.

Furious, he chased Han Miao'er with a big hoe.

He cursed while chasing.

Such a big movement caused the neighbors to look around.

Everyone in the village knew that Mo's mother was a domineering rogue, and they couldn't help but sympathize with Han Miao'er. Speaking of which, after marrying into Mo Jiu's family, Han Miaoer didn't have a happy life for a few days.

Mother Mo either beat or scolded her, and the wounds and bruises on Han Miaoer's body never healed.

Some people couldn't stand it: "Mo Jiu, damn, I almost got killed a few days ago. If something happens again, I'll be in trouble."

"After all, my new daughter-in-law has only been married for a few months, and she is covered in injuries every day. How can you be such a mother-in-law?"

Mother Mo, who was still hesitant at first, became angry after hearing this.

In her heart, she thought it was Han Miaoer who was the one who got the news that she was beaten and scolded, which gave her a bad reputation in the village.

Suddenly all reason flew away, and he said to the person who was trying to persuade her: "Are you great? Are you a good mother-in-law? Why did your youngest son's wife get pregnant and have a miscarriage? Don't pretend to be stupid. You didn't teach her."

Without waiting for the man to reply, he grabbed the hoe and hit Han Miao'er.

Han Miaoer received a reminder from the system that he was at the entrance of the village, so he ran towards the entrance of the village with all his strength.

Finally, I saw several people walking side by side at the entrance of the village.

Han Miaoer suddenly fell to the ground, crying and praying to Mo's mother: "Mom, I really know that I was wrong, just get around me. I promise to work hard and never rest in bed again."

"Humph, you despicable little whore, if I don't clean you up, you don't know that I am the master!"

The village chief behind him was so angry that he almost fainted.

Damn it, Mo Jiu’s mother, did you take his words as fart?
"Stop, what are you doing?"

As the village chief said this, he carefully observed the faces of the important people on the side. Seeing the gloomy expressions, he wanted to cut Mother Mo into pieces with a thousand knives.

The one hundred taels he is about to get!
Mother Mo, who was stopped by the village chief, was still angry: "Go away, I have to beat this little whore to death today."

The village chief stepped forward angrily and pulled Mo's mother away.

An unexpected tug made Mo's mother scream, "Village chief, you are crazy. Don't do whatever you want just because you are the village chief. If anything happens to me, I will make you bankrupt."

At this time, Mo's mother was a scoundrel to the extreme. When she was angry, she would dare to blackmail anyone.

The village chief was so angry that he looked at the onlookers and yelled: "What are you doing standing there? Why don't you tie him back and lock him up?"

As he said this, he looked at Han Miao'er who was weak and lying on the ground: "Is Xiaojiu's wife okay?"

Han Miaoer shook her head weakly: "I'm fine, uncle. My mother, please let her go. She has this temper and won't do anything serious."

The village chief was about to say something, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of the green and red scars on Han Miaoer's arm.

He suddenly became even more angry. He let it go behind his back and even made it in front of a big shot. How should he end it?

Mo's mother, who was under control at this time, also saw that something was not right at this time. At a glance, she saw the man looking at her coldly.

Seeing the village chief's angry look but not daring to get angry, he remembered what he said not long ago about the big shot coming.

Thinking of the relationship between the big shot and the county magistrate, I worried about being scolded.

She gave Han Miao'er a vicious look and knelt down suddenly: "It wasn't me, it wasn't me. It was this little bitch who did it first. She kicked me!"

"It's her fault. I am the mother-in-law. How can a daughter-in-law hit her mother-in-law? I just want to teach her a lesson? If she doesn't teach a little prostitute like this, won't she go to heaven?"

She chattered, trying to blame everything on Han Miao'er.

The village chief couldn't stand it and said angrily: "She beat you? I can't even stand still. How can she beat you? Are you a human being? How many times do you think you are a mother-in-law? How many times do I say this? How many times do I warn you?"

The village chief was worried that the people behind him would be unhappy, so he called to the spectators: "Tie them up, and go to the ancestral hall on your knees."