"Get out!"
Yun Hua rushed to the Tang's house aggressively and kicked open the gate of the Tang's house.
"Who, who, what are you doing!"
Sister-in-law Bai Xiumei immediately came out yelling, and when she saw Yun Hua holding a kitchen knife aggressively, Bai Xiumei was startled, "What are you doing! What are you doing!"
Yun Hua searched for herbs all night. He didn't sleep all night. He was highly concentrated and his eyes were filled with red blood. appalling.
Bai Xiumei was really frightened by her posture, she backed away tremblingly, and shouted at someone as she retreated: "Come on, come out, the third family is going to kill someone!"
"What are you shouting about! It's so noisy." Tang Jianguo also came out of the house, followed by Tang Jinwen and Tang Jinwu, the two sons of Dafang.
As soon as Tang Jinwu saw Yun Hua like this, he immediately shouted, "What do you want! What do you want!"
Tang Jinwen pulled Tang Jinwu, frowned, "Shut up."
Tang Jinwu almost didn't jump up, "She's holding a knife! What's she doing!"
Yun Hua looked at Tang Jinwu: "You were the one who beat up Dudu yesterday."
Tang Jinwu and Yun Hua looked at each other. For a moment, he felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake. His whole body was trembling. He shook his head tremblingly: "No, no! I didn't!"
Yun Hua held a kitchen knife and approached Tang Jinwu step by step.
Tang Jinwu hurriedly hid behind his brother Tang Jinwen, defending with a trembling voice, "I didn't, I didn't beat Dudu, it was my grandma who kicked him to vomit blood, it's none of my business!"
Yun Hua finally stopped and stared at Tang Jinwu deeply, "In the future, do you still dare to bully Dudu?"
"No no no..."
"You little whore came to our yard to play wild, and even came to scare my grandson, I don't want to kill you!"
A sharp and piercing sound came from a distance, approaching quickly.
Apparently, Mrs. Tang left the house early in the morning. Now that she heard that something happened at home, she hurried back.
As soon as she entered the door, she saw Yun Hua threatening her precious grandson.
The old lady Tang rushed over like a cannonball, "What the hell are you doing, you little whore, how dare you come to our house!"
Yun Hua turned her head and looked at Old Madam Tang, "Yesterday, you kicked Dudu to vomit blood."
Her voice was calm, but it sounded extraordinarily cold.
The old lady Tang was not afraid at all. She poked her neck up and pointed at Yun Hua's nose and yelled, "What's wrong with me? If he dares to hit my grandson, I'll kick him. Not only will I kick, next time I even hit him on the forehead with a brick, you'd better tell that little bastard to get away, and detour when you see my grandson in the future, or I'll hit him every time I see him! A little bastard, his life is pretty hard, He vomited blood and was still alive..."
Yun Hua suddenly reached out, grabbed old lady Tang's arm, twisted her hand, and cut old lady Tang's arm backwards.
"Ouch—"
The old lady Tang wailed instantly.
A young and middle-aged man's arm would hurt if his arm was cut back, and he couldn't move or resist, let alone an elderly lady, who couldn't bear it even more. Being controlled by Yun Hua in such a way, old lady Tang felt that her bones were about to break , and immediately wailed.
Yun Hua pushed Old Madam Tang and threw her against the wall, "Tell me what you said just now."
"You black-hearted, rotten-hearted little whore, you will die badly, and neither will your little bastard, I will kill him... ah—"
Old Mrs. Tang was slammed against the wall with her face sideways.
She watched helplessly as the kitchen knife in Yun Hua's hand slashed at her face.
How dare she!
Old Madam Tang was scared out of her wits.
The sharp blade was slashing towards Old Madam Tang's front, and she even felt the air flow caused by the knife's cut, and she even felt the blade touching her skin.
"boom!"
a sound.
The knife has been severed...
"My God!"
"Don't dare!"
"Lin Zhiqing stop!"
When the villagers flocked to come, what they saw was Lin Yunhua waving the knife in his hand and slashing straight at the front of Mrs. Tang.
Most of the people were petrified.
Only a small number of rational people tried to get close to Lin Yunhua, and even tried to tell Lin Yunhua to stop.
This is going to kill people.
But the knife in Yun Hua's hand had already been chopped off.
Seeing that it was the end of blood spattering on the spot.
Old Madam Tang herself was frightened and closed her eyes tightly.
"boom!"
The sound of a knife cutting into a wall.
Old Madam Tang opened her eyes, and the knife slanted against her nose and forehead, and cut into the wall!
A bunch of hair on her forehead was cut off, and her nose was even colder. The contact between the tip of her nose and the blade made her shiver all over.
Others ran forward one after another and pulled Yun Hua away.
Of course, some people rushed over to support Mrs. Tang whose legs were weak.
Because the courtyard wall was made of adobe, Yun Hua just hit old lady Tang on the wall, and after cutting it down with a knife, the tip of the knife cut directly into the adobe wall.
The adobe is made of a mixture of straw and yellow mud. The outer layer of the adobe has been eroded by the wind and rain for many years. The outer layer of the adobe has become relatively soft. When a knife is cut into it, it will not be like cutting a hard stone or a hard brick.
Therefore, Mrs. Tang's hair was chopped into the adobe by the tip of the knife. Mrs. Tang wanted to pull out her head, but the hair on her forehead was nailed to the wall by the knife, and she couldn't pull it out at all.
"Quickly pull out the knife!" Mrs. Tang's voice was trembling.
The people nearby immediately went to draw their knives, but the knives went too deep, and Mrs. Tang's face was right in front of her. What if she pulled out her knives forcefully, but deviated from the direction and accidentally hurt someone
The safest way is to use scissors to cut off the nailed hair on Old Madam Tang's forehead.
A few minutes later, Mrs. Tang finally regained her freedom, but the hair on her forehead was missing a bunch, which looked quite messy and messy.
But that's not enough. What's even more embarrassing is that Mrs. Tang pissed her pants, and she smelled disgusting.
"I'm dead!"
The old lady Tang began to cry, "I'm not going to live anymore. At such an old age, I was forced to hold a knife. She is going to kill me. I pitied Jianqing and brought him back. Who ever I think this is a disaster for my family..."
Yun Hua broke free from the person who was pulling her, and approached Mrs. Tang step by step: "I asked myself that I have never been sorry to your Tang family, and Jianqing has never been sorry to you. You have raised Jianqing for 16 years, but Jianqing these I'll give you all your annual salary, several thousand yuan, isn't it enough to buy out your kindness of upbringing?"
"Animals have feelings, let alone humans. But you, who have raised Jianqing for 16 years in name, are not even as good as animals for Jianqing, and you have no affection at all!"
"You said that Jianqing's salary should be regarded as the reward you should get for raising him. Okay, I admit it. Tell us in the village to talk about it. Can we raise a child in the countryside for 100 yuan a year for food and drink? Let's count it as 100 yuan. , 1600 yuan in 2016, how much did Jianqing pay you back? Thousands of yuan! No matter how you calculate it, it’s enough!”
Yun Hua stared at Old Madam Tang: "As soon as Jianqing died, you couldn't wait to drive our mothers out of the house, and let us three leave the house on the grounds that Jianqing was not your own. That's fine, I will do that too." recognize!"
"I'm building a house. Except for the second brother, if you don't help at all, you can't even compare with the neighbors in the village. I admit it! You come to me for everything, you come to me, why? Move the child!"
"How old is Dudu! You are already in your teens, and you also have a grandson. How can you do anything to Dudu!"
"How can you do it!"
Yun Hua yelled at old lady Tang, her voice hoarse, because she was too angry and excited, the blood in her eyes became thicker, and she seemed to be crazy.
"Lin Zhiqing, calm down, fortunately Dudu is fine now." The village party secretary Chen Fushan rushed to persuade him.
In any case, Mrs. Tang is also an elder. Even if she does not recognize Tang Jianqing, the third son who died, and Lin Yunhua, the third daughter-in-law, Old Mrs. Tang is still an elder, an old man.
Lin Zhiqing is so strong and aggressive towards Mrs. Tang, which is bound to make many people feel uncomfortable.
Chen Fushan was also doing it for her own good.
"I can't calm down!"
Yun Hua's voice was so sharp that it was almost tearing apart, she stared at old lady Tang, "Did you see that wild boar in Murakami? I beat it alone. Believe it or not, I made you look like that wild boar!"
"Qingtian, I'm going to kill someone in broad daylight, I'll sue her, sue her for murder!" Mrs. Tang was still rolling on the ground.
Yun Hua smiled, "Go and sue me. Fortunately, let's go together."
She stared at Mrs. Tang, with a bloodthirsty smile on her face: "Did I hurt you every bit? Oh yes, I cut off a few hairs of yours. But you, severely injured my Dudu Dudu is the son of a martyr, I'm going to sue you, sue you for murdering the son of a martyr, causing the son of a martyr to be seriously injured and dying!"
She stood up as she said, "Let's go, let's go together. I want to see if anyone is in charge of this case! Is the nature of murdering the orphans of martyrs bad? Even dare to hurt the children of martyrs, this person still wants to What are you doing?...”
"Educated youth Lin!"
Chen Fushan's complexion changed, and he hurried over and said, "Lin Zhiqing, the more you talk, the more serious you are. The old lady didn't mean it. After all, Dudu is also her grandson. It's just that he was in a hurry and made some mistakes..."
Chen Fushan stared at Mrs. Tang: "Don't hurry up and apologize to Lin Zhiqing! I really sue you for hurting the orphan of a martyr. Believe it or not, I will send you to the worst prison for reform through labor!"
The old lady Tang's expression changed, but she was lucky: "He hit my grandson, so I kicked him..."
"Kicked? Kicking the orphan of a martyr is not hurt? Do you know what kind of nature it is!!" Chen Fushan said with a sullen face.
Old Madam Tang's complexion changed.
Chen Fushan looked at Tang Jiefang again, "She doesn't understand, you still don't understand?"
Tang Jiefang was so angry that he walked up to Mrs. Tang, and suddenly kicked Mrs. Tang viciously...
(end of this chapter)