Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

   "Get out of here!"

  Su Jianmin turned his head and rushed back to the yard, took out a shovel, and smashed it at the villagers who were watching the fun and didn't think it was a big deal!

  The shovel made a whirring sound, Su Jianmin's eyes were like mad cows, and they were bloodshot, as if he was going to fight with people!

  The villagers screamed and scattered, hiding far away, and sometimes turning back and pointing and scolding it was crazy.

   "Jianmin, are you crazy? Put it down!"

  Su Jianguo clutched the back of his bitten hand and took two steps back, almost getting hit by a shovel.

  Su Jianjun didn't have such good luck. He was hit by a shovel on his back, and it was so hot that he loosened his hand, and Liu Lancui, who was being held down, took the opportunity to break free.

  Liu Lancui rolled and crawled to avoid the shovel held up by Su Jianmin, grabbed his son and hid behind him, never felt that the head of the family was as reliable as this moment, like a hero!

   "Get out of here!"

  Su Jianmin roared again, the shovel in his hand kept going, forcing Su Jianguo and his brothers to protect Zhang Yue'e and back again and again.

   "Crazy! All crazy!"

   Zhang Yue'e twitched her lips, looked at the irrational little son, couldn't find a chance to open her mouth to reason with him, and muttered in frustration.

  The old village chief rushed back, seeing something wrong, hurriedly persuading the villagers to evacuate, and persuaded Zhang Yue'e to go back for the time being, so as not to confront the mad Su Jianmin, it would save him a loss.

   Amidst the barking of **** and dogs, a farce was interrupted, and the aftermath was still unresolved.

   "What's the matter? How can you marry such a prodigal! Jianmin has been screwed by her!"

   Zhang Yuee went home to sit on the kang, and sighed and scolded.

  Children are always good for themselves, even if they do bad things, others will bring them bad.

  Su Haitang disagreed, but didn't mind Zhang Yue'e's love for her son.

  Care for short books is what family members should do, otherwise why would they be separated from each other?

   Just like her in her previous life, she clearly knew that her parents were partial, but she still tolerated them squandering her property. The starting point was nothing but a filial piety to protect her shortcomings.

  If it wasn't for that devastating betrayal, she wouldn't let it go completely; but she didn't want to suffer the same pain in her heart.

   "Mom, it's useless to say these things, you have to think about what to do in the future, you can't make them crazy all the time."

  Su Jianguo took the water handed over by his niece and poured a glass of water into his stomach. The refreshing sweetness spread in his stomach, dispelling dryness all over his body.

  Su Jianjun took a sip of water and felt that the burning sensation behind his back had eased a little. He loosened his clenched brows and nodded.

   "Liu Lancui is not like a mother who leads her children to harm the melon fields. She really doesn't teach the little ones to learn well. Look at what the navy bit the back of the big brother's hand!"

   turned his head and looked at Su Jianguo seriously.

   "Brother, you have to quickly find Yonggui to wipe some alcohol to disinfect, don't be inflamed and fever like Begonia, you will suffer more."

   Zhang Yue'e was in a hurry when she heard that, so she didn't care about worrying and complaining, and hurriedly sent her son out.

   "Go quickly! Jianjun, you go too, I see you got hit in the back, and also ask Yonggui to take a good look."

  Su Jianguo's hand was in severe pain, and he did not shirk. He persuaded Zhang Yue'e a few words, and went to the barefoot doctor Su Yonggui's house with Su Jianjun.

  Zhang Yue'e stared at the door, suddenly shivering.

   "Don't worry, milk, just drink water to suppress your shock."

  Su Haitang handed over another glass of water with spiritual spring water, and coaxed Zhang Yuee to drink it.

   Zhang Yue'e sighed, her dry old eyes were a little wet.

   "Haitang, your life is miserable."

   "It won't be more bitter than before." Su Haitang comforted grandma optimistically.