The rebirth of the poisonous concubine is charming and sweet

Chapter 1381 Mouth Covered

Not long after Dahua left, a tall and thick man with a face full of holes appeared in the kitchen.

Widow Zhang didn't light the lamp, but there was a fire on the stove, and the fire light smeared the man's terrifying face, making him look even more fierce.

This person is not someone else, but it is Wang Mazi.

Wang Mazi stretched his neck to look at the stove, and smiled with slanted lips: "Hey, cooking!"

Widow Zhang swallowed hard, retreated all the way to the innermost part of the stove, and hummed in a low voice.

Wang Mazi stepped forward, lifted the lid of the pot to take a look, his brows and eyes darkened instantly: "Your pot of rice is really big!"

Widow Zhang's voice trembled: "I haven't eaten white rice for a few days, so I just cooked a little more."

Wang Mazi smiled, and his laughter was full of sarcasm.

Every time he laughed, Widow Zhang's body trembled. She leaned her back on the stove, clenched her fists tightly, and her eyes drifted to the kitchen knife with several gaps not far away.

Wang Mazi put the lid back on the pot, looked her up and down, and licked his dry lips: "This pot is only three or four catties of rice, where did the rest of the rice go?"

Widow Zhang's eyelashes trembled, and she pointed at the water jar: "I was hungry for many days, and I was so dizzy that I misread it. I mistook the water jar for a rice jar, and the rest of the rice was wrong!"

Wang Mazi walked to the water tank and reached out to scoop it up.

Good guy, there is indeed a thick layer of rice under the water tank.

Then I opened the rice jar and saw that it was empty!

He turned his head and fixed his fierce eyes on Widow Zhang's face: "Bitch, you did it on purpose!"

Widow Zhang waved her hands again and again: "No, no, I didn't do it on purpose, I'm really hungry, I'm dizzy!"

"I see that you are so well-behaved on weekdays, and you still give your mother a stutter! I didn't expect you to be so ignorant!" He tilted his head, his eyes burst out with murderous intent, "Your son's life, don't you want it?" wanted?"

At the mention of her son, Widow Zhang turned pale.

For a moment just now, she really wanted to touch the kitchen knife and use all her strength to die with the man in front of her.

But he mentioned his son.

Her poor tiger baby is only three years old, doesn't understand anything, and cannot live without her every day.

I don't know what it's like to be captured by these demons right now!
Widow Zhang rushed to Wang Mazi and hugged his thigh tightly: "I beg you, don't hurt Tiger Baby, don't hurt my son, give me back my child!"

"Please, give me back the tiger baby!"

Wang Mazi looked down at her: "Your son can't be returned to you for the time being, but I just saw that your daughter is not young, she is already ten years old?"

"The little girl developed early, but she has everything she should have!"

"Where is she? Tell her to come out and let me have a good look!"

When Wang Mazi said this, his eyes were wet, like an extremely disgusting creature living in a swamp.

Widow Zhang's pupils widened instantly: "You, what are you doing, she's gone out, she's not at home!"

Wang Mazi pulled out the short knife from his waist, slapped the widow's face heavily with the scabbard, and said, "I want to fuck you! If you don't behave well, I'll go find your daughter!"

Widow Zhang trembled like chaff.

Wang Mazi raised his voice: "Why are you still standing there, take it off! Do you want me to serve you, sir?"

Widow Zhang's face was covered with tears.

She is not good-looking, but she has a delicate figure. Compared with other women in this country, she has a delicate and pitiful posture.

"If you don't take it off, I'm going to find your daughter!"

Wang Mazi was about to leave with a knife, but Widow Zhang grabbed his thigh and said, "I'll take it off, I'll take it off!"

With trembling hands, she began to undress herself.

Chu Xia's clothes were thin, and she only wore two.

Soon there was only a close-fitting undershirt left, revealing the entire beautiful back.

Wang Mazi's breathing had already become heavy, and he straightened his waist in front of Widow Zhang, the meaning was self-evident.

Widow Zhang was weeping, while trembling hands to untie his clothes.

She also wanted to be a chaste woman.

But if she died, what would happen to her Huwa and Dahua?

Alive, must be alive.

Her hands were shaking so badly that she couldn't untie them for a long time. Impatient, Wang Mazi pulled off his pants forcefully, and then pressed Widow Zhang's head down towards his stomach.

"Okay, if it hurts me, I will find your daughter to comfort me!"

Widow Zhang has never done anything like this in her life.

Her humiliated whole body was trembling, Wang Mazi pressed her head firmly, and said in a vicious voice, "You are a widow, what kind of chastity memorial archway do you want!"

"On weekdays, no man touches you. In fact, you also want to die. It's a big deal to admit it directly!"

"If you follow me, forget it, then your family of three will have food and drink!"

"tear……"

Wang Mazi let out a painful sound, and slapped the back of Widow Zhang's head: "You bitch, you don't even know how to do this!"

As he spoke, he picked it up and threw it forward, letting her lie on the big water tank.

The water in the tank swayed violently, and a lot of it overflowed to the ground. Widow Zhang's tears fell in, and she bit her lip tightly, not making a sound.

"You little bitch, you can't make a sound!"

"Just like you, if you throw it into the kiln, you won't be able to receive customers!"

"You used to serve your dead husband like this? No wonder he left at a young age. It must be boring to live. A daughter-in-law is like a dead body. It's better to die early. Go to Lord Yan to find some girls." Happy ghosts!"

When mentioning her deceased husband, Widow Zhang's face became more sad, her tears flowed out like money, her heart ached as if she was about to lose her breath, but she didn't care so much about her physical pain.

Wang Mazi hit her hard again.

The pain and humiliation finally made Widow Zhang let out a thin voice.

Like a night owl, stern and terrifying.

It is also like the wail of a person who is dying.

If Wang Mazi was facing Widow Zhang at this moment, he would be able to see her pale face and lifeless eyes full of hatred.

But so what.

A devil like him doesn't care whether others want to live or not, as long as he is happy.

Dahua hid in the pile of firewood, and after hearing her mother's suppressed crying, she really couldn't hide.

This is not the first time.

Every time the mother would let her hide, because the younger brother disappeared, and the mother was afraid that she would also be taken away.

But she was also very scared, afraid that something would happen to her mother.

She tiptoed to the kitchen, hearing her mother's voice getting more and more painful, she boldly stretched out her hand to open the window to see what was going on, but her mouth was suddenly covered!
(End of this chapter)