Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

Hu Xiaoli couldn't help but smile when she heard this. Said: "Xue'er, I heard that you beat Hu Dabao's face into a pig's head? Is it true?"

"Of course, Hu Dabao should teach him a lesson, otherwise he will bully many children in the village."

Hu Xiaoli nodded in agreement. Xiaoyu had been bullied by Hu Dabao countless times, but her elder sister couldn't vent her anger for him.

One is that her small body can't beat Hu Dabao, and the other is that Hu Dabao is held in the hands of her uncle and aunt, if he touches even a hair, her family will not be able to think about peace.

Now that Hu Dabao has been beaten so badly by Han Yingxue, it can be regarded as a relief for her.

However, he turned to look at Han Yingxue very worriedly,

"Did my aunt come to trouble you?"

Based on her understanding of the Mu family, it is estimated that the Mu family will turn the world upside down.

But judging by Han Yingxue's expression today, she seems to be nothing. Could it be that she is thinking too much?

"Of course I came, but I sent you away!" Han Yingxue said easily.

As for whether the Mu family will come to make trouble again, she is not sure. She is not afraid of her, she is just a Mu family, she has never seen anything in her life.

Hu Xiaoli was a little stunned, looking at Han Yingxue with admiration in her eyes.

"Xue'er, there are not many people in my aunt's village who can cure her!"

"Hey, there's no way, she will fall into my hands, Han Yingxue, from now on!"

Han Yingxue and Hu Xiaoli were chatting happily, while Hu Dabao and the Mu family were crying and howling at home.

Hu Dabao began to cry at the top of his throat, but he didn't dare to amplify his voice, because as long as he exerted a little force, the corners of his mouth would hurt.

"Mother, woo woo woo, you want to avenge me. Avenge me!" Hu Dabao cried inarticulately.

Mrs. Mu hugged Hu Dabao distressedly, "My son, why are you so miserable, don't worry, mother will not let her go, mother will definitely avenge you!"

Hu Dali put the wine glass in his hand, frowned rather annoyed, and said: "I said, can't you rest for a while? It hurts my ears from the noise."

When Mrs. Mu heard this, she became angry, let go of Hu Dabao, and stood in front of Hu Dali angrily, "Why don't you feel sorry for your son being beaten up like this? You still hate me for making noise?"

"Why don't I feel bad, you feel bad, go find someone to take revenge, why are you shouting at home!"

"You, you, you..." Mu's akimbo, glaring at Hu Dali, "Why don't you, a father, know how to avenge your son!"

Hu Dali also frowned very unhappy, and said, "How can I take revenge? Arguing with a thirteen-year-old girl? If I tell it, I won't be laughed at by other men in the village."

"You have no conscience, can it be that our eldest treasure is injured like this?" Mrs. Mu patted Hu Dali's chest.

"Aren't you going to do it? What do you want me to do? Aren't you a bitch in the village?"

"I'll go by myself, I can't fight against that girl!" Mrs. Mu sat down on the kang puffed up.

I have never been afraid of anyone in my life, but this meeting was actually in the hands of a little girl.

"You can't fight and I can't fight..." Hu Dali waved his hands, picked up a piece of cabbage with chopsticks, and started to chew.

"Useless guy!" Mrs. Mu gave Hu Dali a blank look, why did she follow such a cowardly and incompetent man.

The anger in my heart is still hard to get rid of. Mrs. Mu took Hu Dabao's hand, "Dabao, let's go to Lizheng, if I don't get back some money for the medicinal materials, my surname will not be Mu!"