The strongest peasant girl in Xiuse Jinyuan

Chapter 2
Wu Laizi looked at Wei Changju's yellow and thin face, as thin as the wind, and didn't pay attention to her at all, a little girl, maybe she still wanted to block his way.

Wu Laizi ignored Wei Changjue at all, he carried the jar of lard and strode out of Wei's kitchen with a few rough steps, Wei Changjue followed closely and chased him out.

"Uncle, this is oil from my house, you can't take it away." Wei Changqu shouted while chasing him.

It wasn't until the gate that Wei Changjue caught up with Wu Laizi. She watched in a daze as Yao and Wu Laizi's mother-in-law scuffled into a ball. Both of them had fluffy hair and looked crazy.

"It's useless to die for a thousand knives, you girl, why did you let outsiders snatch the oil out?" Seeing the jar of lard in Wu Laizi's hand, Yao's heart ached, it hurt, you know That was a whole jar of oil, enough to feed the whole family for half a year.

"Why are you in a daze, you bloody girl, why don't you hurry up and grab the oil back for me." Lying under the body of Mrs. Wu Laizi, Yao yelled at Wei Zhang.

Hearing Yao Shi's roar, Wei Changjue trembled in fright. If the altar of oil was taken away today, it would make life even more difficult for her and Chang Yu.

"Uncle, just do what you want, don't take this jar of oil away." Fearing that Wu Laizi would snatch the jar of lard away, Wei Changjue, ignoring other things, stepped forward and hugged Wu Laizi's leg, begging road.

Wu Laizi's wife saw Wei Changjue holding Wu Laizi's legs tightly with both hands, she got angrily and stood up from Yao's body.

"Bad girl, Sangmenxing, quickly take your hands away, don't even think about passing bad luck to my head of the family."

Wu Laizi's mother-in-law gave Wei Changju a hard look, and was about to pull her away.

Wu Laizi's disgusted eyes fell on Wei Changqu's hands, and then he lifted his foot and kicked Wei Changqu to the side with one kick.

"Sister, woo..." Wei Changyu was kicked, just in time for five-year-old Wei Changyu to see him. Seeing his sister fell to the side, Wei Changyu ran over anxiously on two short legs.

Wei Changjue was thin and weak, so she couldn't stand Wu Laizi's thick feet. She lay on the ground without moving for a long time, until she heard Chang Yu's cry, and then tried her best to stand up.

Wei Changyu ran to Wei Changyu and squatted down beside Wei Changyu on his short legs. He stretched out his two thin hands to pull Wei Changyu up.

"Sister, where is your pain, Chang Yu rubs it for you."

Wei Changju slowly got up from the ground, she reached out to wipe away the tears hanging from Chang Yu's face, and stroked his thin yellow face: "Chang Yu doesn't cry, my sister doesn't hurt."

"Sister lied, that bad guy obviously kicked you, how could it not hurt." Wei Changyu clenched his fists tightly, his cheeks bulging with anger.

The bad guy kicked my sister so hard, he already felt very painful just looking at it, how could my sister not be in pain.

"You big villain, why did you kick my sister?"

Suddenly, Wei Changyu shook off Wei Changyu's hand, and ran towards Wu Manzi with two short legs. He was very thin, and his small body only reached Wu Manzi's thigh. The small fist hit Wu Laizi's thigh like scratching an itch.

Wu Laizi's mother-in-law saw her man being beaten by a child. Although the child didn't hurt her, she was also very upset.

"You little bastard, get the hell out of here, anything crawling out of Dasangmenxing's belly is not a good thing."

Wu Laizi's mother-in-law pushed Wei Changyu away, and with her strength, she pushed Wei Changyu far away. Wei Changyu backed up a few meters, his small body wobbled, and finally fell to the ground. It was very painful, but he gritted his teeth and refused to cry.

"Changyu, Changyu." Seeing Wei Changyu fall down, Wei Changjue let out a soft cry of distress, and rushed over anxiously, "Changyu, did you get hurt from the fall? Where does it hurt?"

Wei Changyu bit his baby teeth, and swallowed the tears he was holding: "Sister, don't worry, Changyu doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

He doesn't want to make his sister sad, even if it hurts, he has to hold back from crying, he is a man, and he wants to protect his sister when he grows up.

Wu Laizi and his wife took the jar of lard and made a gesture to leave.

"Hey, my heart hurts. How can I live? Why are you so useless, you damn girl? I have fed you for nothing these past few years. Why don't you feed the food to the dog? Dogs know that Roar a few times to protect the house."

Earlier, Mrs. Yao was beaten up by Wu Mangzi's mother-in-law, and now she saw Wu Mangzi and his wife were about to leave holding the jar of lard, and she didn't know where the strength came from, and she cried and cried at Wei Changjue again. scold.

Yao's loud voice alarmed the old man and the old lady of the Wei family who were in the main house.

The old lady of the Wei family, Wan Yinghong, helped the old man Wei Jingshan to the front yard.

"Boss, why don't you go to work, what are you screaming for?" Wan Shi was displeased, and spat with wrinkled face.

Seeing the old couple, Yao's voice became even more open: "Hey, my mother, that jar of oil from our house is about to be snatched away, why don't you make me feel bad."

Yao is annoyed, but at this time, his man, son, and wife are still working in the field, otherwise Wang Mangzi and his wife would not be able to bully him to this extent.

After hearing what Yao said, Wan's eyes shifted to the oil jar Wu Laizi was holding.

Hey, my god, that jar is not my own, it is a whole jar of lard, if it is robbed, it will be fine, Wan's heart is also in pain, smoking and smoking.

"Hey, kill a thousand knives, these robbers and bandits bullied my old lady, they dare to come to rob my house." Wan Shi screamed, beating her chest and feet, and she let go of the old man, and made a gesture to rush at Wu Laizi and his wife.

Wu Laizi and his wife were walking to the gate of Wei's house, when they saw Mrs. Wan rushing towards them desperately, they quickly hugged the oil jar and slipped out of Wei's yard.

After all, Wan Shi is older and his legs and feet are not agile enough, how can he catch up with the young and strong Wu Manzi and his wife.

Wu Laizi and his wife disappeared in a blink of an eye, and without a jar of lard, Yao's heart was so painful that he was about to bleed, and a wave of anger was scattered on Wei Changqu's body.

"You bloody bitch, that's a pot of lard, why don't you say you are useless, a jar of lard can't be kept well, you might as well raise a dog, the dog can bark a few times .”

"What, it was this bitch who lost the altar of oil." Listening to Yao's words, Wan shi scratched Wei Changqu fiercely with his old eyes.

Yao Shi brushed her fluffy hair together and said, "Mother, isn't it? Raising this lowly girl is of no use at all, and she can't even look down on altar oil."

"Grandma, uncle, that villain is so tall, my sister can't beat him." Wei Changyu saw Wan Shi, and Yao Shi blamed his sister, puffed up his cheeks, and protested with some dissatisfaction.

(End of this chapter)