Chapter 352

The old lady had great strength and hated Shen Yanhong to the bone. She used all her strength, but Shen Yanhong couldn't take it anymore and moaned loudly. At first she begged for mercy, but then only humming remained.

"Grandma, stop beating, mom will be beaten to death."

Ye Lan rushed over, trying to stop the old lady, but she was weak, so the old lady threw her away with one hand, and continued to slap Shen Yanhong with the other hand.

"You black-hearted sao bastard, dare to poison my wife, I will beat you to death!"

The old lady was beating and scolding. She had lived for more than sixty years, and she was usually the one who made others suffer, but after beating geese all her life, she was pecked by the geese at the end. She couldn't swallow anything.

Shen Yanhong lay motionless on the ground, allowing the old lady to beat her. A hole was cut in her forehead, and blood gushed out. Shen Yanhong's face was like gold paper, her eyes were tightly closed, and she was unconscious.

The old lady hadn't let go of her hatred, she not only took the spoon, but also kicked her, "Don't pretend to be dead for me, you bitch, just play dead after a few hits, thinking that I will be afraid of you, huh, I will beat you again, Kill you sao bastard..."

Ye Zhiguo saw that something was wrong, and asked the old lady to continue the beating. Shen Yanhong was afraid that something would happen, so she stepped forward to stop her, "Mother, stop, it's almost over, if you beat me again, I will kill you, your son, I will kill you!" lawsuit……"

"Mom...you wake up, Mom, don't die..."

Ye Lan lay beside Shen Yanhong and yelled several times, but Shen Yanhong didn't even groan, the wound on her forehead was still bleeding, there was blood all over her clothes and the ground, her face turned from gold to white, as white as paper.

The old lady glanced at her, her heart skipped a beat, she couldn't really be killed, could she?

Why can't the widow be beaten so hard?

Ye Zhiguo was also in a hurry, and ran over to pinch the person. After pinching for a long time, Shen Yanhong woke up leisurely and hummed. Come on, I will beat you to death, you bastard..."

"Mum, stop beating...I'll take her to the hospital first." Ye Zhiguo stopped the old lady's big spoon with a very serious face.

The old lady was stunned for a moment, she didn't talk back to her son, she took back the spoon, looked at Shen Yanhong who was moaning softly, and said sourly: "Which hospital are you going to? Your mother fell into a ditch from the ridge back then, with a small wine cup on my head. There was such a big hole, a lot of blood flowed out, and I only grabbed a handful of plant ash, so it’s not the same.”

The widow must be faking it, the old lady thinks so.

She felt a little bit aggrieved, as soon as the Widow Sao pretended, her son turned to the Widow Sao, and she didn't let her teach the Widow Sao a lesson.

Ye Qingqing looked at her coldly, she still understood bruises, Shen Yanhong's injury was indeed a bit serious, but it was only a flesh injury, and it would be healed after a few days of care, not so bad that she couldn't get up.

The present half-dead appearance is, in all likelihood, an act of faking.

"Grandma, let me put away the spoon for you!"

Ye Qingqing had an idea in her heart, walked towards the old lady, and when she passed by Shen Yanhong, she deliberately pretended not to see her, raised her foot to step on Shen Yanhong's hanging hand, and deliberately rolled it down hard.

"Ah... it hurts..."

Shen Yanhong jumped high like a spring, and her voice sounded full of energy, not at all like the half-dead look before.

The old lady understood it at a glance, she gouged out her triangular eyes viciously, and then waved a big iron spoon, "I know you are pretending, you are a coquettish fox, even my mother dares to lie... "

(End of this chapter)

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