The strongest peasant girl in Xiuse Jinyuan

Chapter 152 I'm going to send you to prison (4)
Forcibly eating Jiang's spatula, it felt a little painful. Wang Chuanhai gritted his teeth and groaned. Fight for you."

Jiang opened Wang Chuanhai, intending to pull away Wang Chuanhe who was beating the little luotou, but before she got close to the little luotou, Wang Chuanhai rushed over to block her.

Wang Chuanhai twisted Jiang's arm and refused to let go.

Although Wang Chuanhai is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but after all, he is half a child, his body has already grown up, he is tall and strong, and he often goes to the fields to do farm work, and his arms are full of strength. Where can I twist him.

Seeing Wang Chuanhe pressing the little radish head under his body, Jiang's heart was burning with anxiety.

She tried her best to get rid of Wang Chuanhai, and when she caught a chance, she picked up the spatula and slammed it on Wang Chuanhai's buttocks.

"Oh, my god, it hurts me to death."

Wang Chuanhai ate a few spatulas on his buttocks, and he jumped in pain, but he just didn't let Jiang go.

When Wang Donglai saw his eldest son being beaten, he felt furious.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Well, you loser, how dare you hit me."

After finishing speaking, Wang Donglai seemed to go crazy, and he threw things when he saw them. He only heard clanging, clanging, clanging and clanging sounds in the mountain temple. It fell to the ground, smashed into pieces, and the broken porcelain was still splashed high.

Jiang looked at the broken porcelain pieces all over the floor, feeling distressed.

This was bought by Qu'er with hard-earned money, and the people in the old Wei family are really not human.

"Father Chuan Hai, how can you do this? Why are you even worse than a robber? You bought this with hard-earned money."

Wang Donglai's eyes were already red, and he yelled at Jiang Shi: "I'm going to smash it today, isn't that bitch rich, you let her buy it again."

After roaring for a while, he looked at the pot on the stove again.

Jiang looked into Wang Donglai's eyes, and saw his gaze fell on the pot of cooking at home.

He thought in his heart, no, this lunatic is probably trying to smash his own pot, there are still cooking vegetables in this pot, if Zhe'er can't eat breakfast when he comes back, wouldn't he have to go to work hungry.

"Father Chuan Hai, what do you want to do?"

After Jiang's words fell, Wang Donglai picked up a stone from the hole in the wall, and ruthlessly threw it at the pot.

With a loud bang, a pot was smashed in half, and a big skull hole was broken in the middle. The vegetables in the pot were splashed high, because there was still a fire in the stove, and flames shot out of the skull hole for a while. Here comes the pot.

Wang Chuanhe pressed the little radish head on the ground, and the two of them were very close to the stove. A few hot soup stains splashed and fell on the little radish head's tender white face, and the skin was scalded, but he insisted on gritting his teeth, even frowning. Not wrinkled.

"Bad guys, big villains, why do you bad guys smash my pot, and you pay for my pot."

Wang Chuanhe twisted his collar vigorously, and said angrily: "Little bastard, if you still dare to curse, see if I won't beat you."

After finishing speaking, he freed up one hand, squeezed his chubby fist tightly, and greeted Little Luootou.

Even though he was hurt by the beating, Xiaoluotou gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, staring at Wang Chuanhe angrily with a pair of watery eyes.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth and bit Wang Chuanhe's arm fiercely.

Biting through the clothes, biting fiercely.

Wang Chuanhe was in so much pain that he burst into tears with a bang, with snot and tears all over his face.

"Little bastard, you dare to bite me." He sat on the little radish and cried, while pulling up his sleeves to wipe away his tears and snot.

Taking advantage of his inattention, Xiaoluotou let go, suddenly exerted a lot of force, turned over, and pressed Wang Chuanhe back under him.

"Big villain, tell you to smash my pot, tell you to throw my plate, I will beat you to death, I will beat you to death."

While talking, I saw him clenching his two small fists and beating Wang Chuanhe's body one by one.

Wang Chuanhe cried so much that he forgot to resist: "Father, this little bastard hit me." He only knew how to cry, and while crying, he looked at Wang Donglai and complained.

Wang Donglai watched the little luobotou sitting on his little son's body, and that little fist hit his little son's body one after another, his heart ached.

"Okay, little bastard, you dare to fight back." After saying that, Wang Donglai stopped throwing things, and was about to go forward and pull the little carrot's head away.

As soon as Wang Donglai walked a few steps, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck. This feeling was like being stared at by a beast. He turned around suddenly, just in time to meet Shangwei Changqu's cold eyes. eye.

Wei Changjue stared at him coldly, called him by name, and said, "Wang Donglai, do you three fathers and sons think that I, Wei Changjue, are dead?"

A few cold words were like a sharp knife piercing into Wang Donglai's chest, making him dare not reply.

Wang Donglai was stunned once again on the spot, when did the old Sifang become so powerful.

Wei Changju didn't pay any more attention to Wang Donglai. She put down the sack in her hand and walked straight across the threshold into the house. Wang Chuanhai turned his back to the door and didn't see Wei Changju come back.

At this moment, he was twisting Jiang shi vigorously.

Without further ado, Wei Changjue walked over, grabbed Wang Chuanhai's wrist, grabbed it with a backhand, and then aimed his knee at the ligament behind Wang Chuanhai's knee, and hit him hard.

Wang Chuanhai's legs and feet went limp, and he slammed on the ground. Before he could swear, Wei Changqu grabbed his wrist and folded it forcefully. There was a crisp click, and the joint dislocated.

"Ah, Dad, it hurts me to death."

Wei Changju twisted and dislocated his wrist, and Wang Chuanhai was so painful that his forehead was dripping with sweat, and then he yelled out in pain like a pig being slaughtered.

It's just a broken and dislocated wrist, and a big man is crying so painfully, bitch.

Wei Changqu glanced at Wang Chuanhai contemptuously, and then let go of his salty pig's hand in disgust.

Because of the pain, Wang Chuanhai immediately fell to the ground and rolled in pain. After rolling for a while, his body curled up into a ball again.

After tidying up Wang Chuanhai, Wei Changqu's clear eyes turned, and two eyes fell on Xiaoluotou.

She saw a few shallow scratches on Xiaoluotou's face, and she was sitting straddling Wang Chuanhe's chubby body at the moment, and her small fist landed on Wang Chuanhe's body one after another, hitting Wang Chuanhe with a lot of snot and tears, wow Crying.

Seeing such a scene, the corners of Wei Changqu's mouth curled up, and she actually smiled.

She looked at the little luotou and said, "Chang Yu, you have to remember, people don't offend me, I don't offend others, if people offend me, they must get back a hundred times and a thousand times, what you did today is right, this little fat man If you mess with you, you have to beat him hard, knock out his teeth, crook his mouth, injure, and lame my sister to help you deal with the aftermath."

(End of this chapter)