The reborn girl is good for farming

Chapter 114 114 thoughts

Outside the door, Father Zhou kept his children and grandchildren from making any noise with a dark face.Everyone was puzzled, but they were obedient and did not dare to make a sound.

"You fart, I don't think so. I have a good relationship with my fourth brother. Don't try to provoke discord. Hmph, don't you see who you introduced to your fourth brother? I won't talk about the ones from three years ago , I have inquired about what you wanted to introduce last time, heh, a widow, you are ashamed to introduce it to the fourth brother." Although Zhang Cuihua did have that thought, she would never admit it.Moreover, she has a good relationship with her fourth brother now, and she thinks it's good to deal with Dafang together, but she can't understand Yang Xiaoqing, a hypocritical, posturing woman, and the one who doesn't deal with her is an alliance, and the relationship is unbreakable.

"The fourth brother is in his 20s. What's the matter with the widow? She's only 17. I think it's a good match. The widow has a dowry and three acres of land. If she gets married, the fourth brother will not lose money." Yang Xiaoqing looked down on Zhou Jiarong from the bottom of his heart. He is not doing his job properly and is a bastard, so he is not worthy of finding a good girl.

Outside the door, Zhou Jiaxing clenched his fists, wishing he could rush into the yard and beat the woman to death, but unfortunately he was stopped by his father.

"Hehe, you're only 17, bring a dowry, it's so good, why don't you marry back and be your own daughter-in-law, anyway, your family's ancestors are also 17, just right for you!" Zhang Cuihua looked at her sarcastically, looking at you Pick up proudly.

Yang Xiaoqing was embarrassing, naturally she didn't want to be her own daughter-in-law, no matter how much dowry she brought, she was a second-hand product, her son was the eldest son and grandson, so naturally she had to pick the best one.

She didn't answer the question, turned her eyes and changed the subject, "Let's not mention this, let's talk about the division of the family. Isn't your family business also 16? You can't find a daughter-in-law. We are crowded like this Everyone, who can be good to you. Let’s talk about the father-in-law, you don’t even think about it, the father-in-law can live for a few more years, do you think he is still working recently? When you go out for a walk every day, what else can you point at him for..."

"Bang..." "You stinky bitch, I'll beat you to death!" With a knock on the door, Zhou Jiaxing rushed in like a bison, punching and kicking the pregnant Yang Xiaoqing, "Ah..."

"Ah, bleeding..."

"Stop beating, father, mother is bleeding." Zhou Chengzu stepped forward to pull his father.

"Get up..." kicked away by his father, "I can't beat her to death, bitch, how dare she curse my father..." Zhou Jiaxing's eyes were bloodshot, he was really furious, It's fine to hear her run on his younger brother before, but it's okay to talk about his father, and his father, younger brother, nephews and nieces listened to it seriously. If he didn't say that, they wouldn't be him. I also have that meaning...

Zhang Cuihua saw that Yang Xiaoqing's body was covered in blood, and his eyes changed when he saw this uncle. Is this still the person who pretended to be a good person with a fake smile all day long?horrible.Looking back at her husband, he also had a serious face.Unconsciously, she patted herself on the chest. Fortunately, fortunately, she didn't say anything excessive. In the future, she will talk about the door, and she must not be caught.

"That's enough, stop it, people are dead, what else do you want to do..." Father Zhou was so angry that his face was blue, he finished speaking in a suffocating breath, and fell down.

"Father, dad, what's the matter with you? Chengye, hurry up and invite Mr. Zhou over here." Zhou Jiarong shouted, holding the limp old father Zhou, tears came out of anxiety.

The people in the yard were all frightened by this accident...

　domestic violence
　　
　
(End of this chapter)