The shrew of time travel

Chapter 24
"What's the difference? You're not a stinky beggar! You're here, so hurry up and get that woman away, lest you die in our house!"

There was a stalk in Yu's neck, it seemed that he knew Mu Wenhao.

"What happened to my sister?"

Mu Si's heart trembled, something really happened.

"You stinky girl, what kind of onion are you? How can you speak here?"

There is no misunderstanding, the so-called 'incompetent stinking girl' is undoubtedly Mu Xiu'e.

"I'll ask you again, where is my sister?"

Mu Si ignored her nonsense, and grabbed Yu Shi's wrist with a small hand.

The thumb and four fingers couldn't join together, but they were sunk deep into Yu Shi's flesh, and the voice was as cold as coming from hell.

Coupled with those deadly eyes, Yu felt that the hairs all over his body stood on end.

"The firewood... the firewood room..."

After hearing this, Mu Wenhao immediately searched the yard with anxious eyes.

firewood room...

Firewood room! ! !

Finally found the target, Mu Wenhao didn't think about Mrs. Yu, and strode directly towards the woodshed.

"You'd better pray that my sister is still alive, otherwise...hehe, you can wait to be buried with my sister..."

Mu Si's voice became softer in the end.

Even saying 'buried with' is a smile.

It's just that Yu Shi didn't think this was funny, even she could feel the coldness behind Mu Si's words.

Yujiawan is also a well-known figure.

It is not uncommon for a man eight feet tall to be afraid of her.

In front of him, this little girl who was less than one-half, no, one-third of her strength actually threatened her nakedly and wanted her life.

Her heart trembled, she couldn't think of resisting...

"Miss!"

When Mu Wenhao cried out in pain, Mu Si knew that he had found someone.

He let go of Yu Shi's hand, pushed her out and staggered, snorted coldly, and then went into the woodshed.

As soon as he entered the firewood room, a stench of stench came over his face.

As far as the eye can see, the firewood room is really full of firewood, and Mu Xiu'e sleeps on a hard board in the firewood room.

Looking at her appearance that was so weak that she couldn't even lift her fingers, the Yu family put her here clearly to make her wait to die! ! !
Mu Si's pupils shrank, and he came to Mu Xiu'e in three steps and two steps.

Unlocking her sleeves, sure enough, not to mention the bruises, the stench is the sores formed after long-term death.

"Miss..."

Looking at the pale face of this once calm and capable girl who is now tortured like a female ghost, Mu Si felt a pain in his heart and called out.

Mu Xiu'e finally opened her eyes a little.

However, the focus of the eyes is not the two brothers and sisters rushing in front of them.

Mu Si followed Mu Xiu'e's gaze and finally saw the unfinished pile of firewood.

For a while, as if she was gathering strength, she grabbed Mu Si's hand vigorously.

"Si'er... help me up..."

As if she had gained a little strength, this simple movement had already covered her forehead with beads of sweat.

"Sister, what do you want to do?"

Not knowing what to think of, Mu Si felt a pain in his heart.

"Chai... chopping firewood...see...see Fu'er..."

If it is not complete, the message is already clearly conveyed.

The man that the eldest sister married was called Yu Dachui, this Fuer was not referring to Yu Dachui.

It's even more impossible to be that wicked mother-in-law.

Reminiscent of Mu Xiu'e's recent birth, Fuer...

"Fu'er is...?"

Even if he knew, Mu Si decided to confirm it.

Seeing Mu Si's question, a weak smile appeared on Mu Xiu'e's pale face.

"Fu'er, it's... your little nephew... when he was born, he was... not... not as big as adobe..."

(End of this chapter)