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Everywhere in the cold, green house exudes a strange atmosphere.

On the sofa in the living room, besides Chen Daqiang and his son, there was another adult.

A woman with a big belly, wearing a loose maternity skirt, with a face exactly like Sister Zhen.

Chen Daqiang, mother and son, surrounded Sister Zhen with concern, while Huanhuan sat alone on the other end of the sofa, her little figure indescribably lonely and lonely.

"Mom, I'm going to work, and A-Zhen will be taken care of by you. Thank you for your hard work." Chen Daqiang stood up with his briefcase.

"You don't need to tell me, there is a son in Zhen's belly, so I know how to take care of her." The smile of the old lady in black was particularly scary under the dim green light.

Chen Daqiang went out without even looking at Huanhuan.

"What do you mean?" Sun Qianmei walked over blankly, lowered her voice, and carefully shouted to her daughter: "Huanhuan, mom is here, come here quickly!"

Huanhuan just turned to look at her, and then quickly turned her head away, as if she was scared.

"What's going on?" Sun Qianmei looked at the old lady in black hatefully, "What did you do to my daughter?"

As if she could not see her, the old lady in black said kindly to Sister Zhen: "My dear daughter-in-law, whatever you want to eat today, mom will cook it for you."

"Stewed chicken, the son in my belly said he wants to eat stewed chicken." Sister Zhen showed a fat smile.

She had gained a lot of weight during her pregnancy, and she looked like a fat pig lying on the sofa.

"Okay, I'll do it now! My eldest grandson can eat whatever he wants! Even if he wants the moon in the sky, grandma has to find a way!"

The old lady stood up with a smile, turned around and saw Huanhuan, her face suddenly turned cold.

"Go and mop the floor."

Her little body trembled, and Huanhuan immediately slid off the sofa and trotted to the kitchen.

Soon he came out with a rag and bucket, knelt on the ground, and wiped the floor carefully, with such skillful movements that it made people feel distressed.

Sun Qianmei was in disbelief. She was stunned for a moment with her mouth wide open, her chest heaved violently, and she stumbled towards Huanhuan.

"Be careful! It could be a trap!" I warned.

Just now, she prevented Sun Qianmei from getting close to her daughter, but now she placed the child in front of her.

But seeing her daughter, who was only five or six years old, doing hard work, Sun Qianmei couldn't bear it anymore and rushed over in a few steps to take her daughter away.

But her hand passed through Huanhuan's body.

"What's going on?" She tried several times, but still couldn't hold her daughter. "Why is this happening?"

"Huanhuan, can you see your mother?"

Huanhuan's thin body trembled, and she raised her head and glanced at Sun Qianmei secretly. Her eyes clearly showed that she knew her mother was around, but she wanted to pretend she didn't see anything.

I frowned, my doubts deepening.

Is this child real or fake?

If it's fake, why hasn't anything happened to Sun Qianmei yet? Didn't the old woman just want to take revenge on her, but since we entered the negative fourth floor, it hasn't taken action yet.

Could it be that a bigger conspiracy is brewing?

"Huanhuan, can you hear mom? Come with mom, okay? Stop wiping. Stop wiping!" Sun Qianmei was so heartbroken that she accidentally knocked over the bucket next to her.

The sewage flowed all over the floor. Huanhuan was trembling with fear and hurriedly wiped the water on the floor with a rag.

"Mom, look at that stinky girl, she spilled the water again!" Sister Zhen, who was like a pig on the sofa, shouted towards the kitchen in dissatisfaction.

"What's wrong?" The old lady rushed out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife. When she saw the water on the ground, her face suddenly became ferocious.

"What's the use of raising a stinky girl like you! If you can't do any small things well, you might as well raise a pig that you can kill for meat!"

"This girl is so vicious. She spilled the water on the ground on purpose last time, causing me to almost slip. She is planning on your grandson!" Sister Zhen said angrily, throwing the banana peel in her hand at Huan Happy head.

Huanhuan shrank her thin body and buried her head very low. Her thin shoulders could only tremble helplessly as she endured the storm of beatings and scoldings.

"Mom, why are you raising such a girl? Just give it away as soon as possible! I get annoyed just looking at her!"

"Isn't the past few years of raising her now in vain? If I raise her for another two years, she will be able to do more work. She will get married as soon as she reaches the age and ask for more betrothal gifts so that she can find a wife for my eldest grandson!"

"Mom, you are so considerate."

The vicious smiles of the two women were terrifying.

Seeing her daughter in such miserable condition, Sun Qianmei was like a thousand arrows piercing her heart.

"I'll fight you!" Her eyes were red, she completely lost her mind, and rushed towards the old woman like crazy.

I also quietly approached the old woman in black while silently reciting the Palm Thunder formula in my heart before she took action.

The palm of my hand was hot, and there was a faint electric light leaking from the fingers.

The old woman seemed to sense something. Before I could take action, the rickety figure suddenly disappeared and appeared next to Huanhuan the next second.

The kitchen knife in her hand was hanging on Huanhuan's slender neck.

"Don't hurt Huanhuan!"

I stopped immediately.

"Don't hurt her, please." Sun Qianmei's voice was filled with tears, and she knelt down directly, "I was wrong, I really know I was wrong."

"Admit your mistake now? It's too late!" The old woman's wrinkled face showed a strange bluish-white color, and her cloudy eyes looked at Sun Qianmei coldly.

"You don't know how to teach your daughter, I'll teach it for you! Look how well-behaved she is now. She can do any job. This is the duty of a woman!"

Looking at the old woman's vengeful expression, I vaguely understood the reason why she did not kill Sun Qianmei immediately.

Letting Sun Qianmei watch her daughter being abused without dignity was ten thousand times more effective than killing her.

Heart-breaking!

"Mom, I was wrong, I was really wrong!" Sun Qianmei collapsed completely. She knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately, "If you are dissatisfied with me, just come at me and don't hurt Huanhuan. She is your relative." Granddaughter!"

"You love her so much, then come and die for her!" The old woman smiled sinisterly, her expression full of revenge.

"As long as you let Huanhuan go, I will die immediately. Really, I swear!" Sun Qianmei burst into tears without any hesitation.

"No, you are a cunning woman. You must die first. As soon as you die, I will let her go immediately."

With a clang, the kitchen knife was thrown in front of Sun Qianmei.

Sun Qianmei trembled, and her trembling hand reached for the kitchen knife that glowed green.

My heart tightened, and I took a step forward to stop him.

"Don't kill my mother!" Huanhuan, who had been burying his head, suddenly raised his head, hugged the old lady's legs, and begged with tears in his eyes.

"Grandma, I beg you, I will be obedient from now on, please don't kill my mother! I will work hard!"

As she said that, she grabbed the rag on the ground with her little hands, knelt on the ground and wiped it hard.