The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

"After all, our two families are also related. How could anyone drive a relative away? We are here just to take your aunt home. There is no harm. As long as you tell your aunt's whereabouts, we two will leave immediately."

Mrs. Hu held Li Yan's hand with a smile, like a gentle and kind elder, but there was deep impatience in her eyes.

"Relatives? Uh-huh!" Li Yan pulled out her hand hard and ignored the troublesome Hu. She pointed at Zhang Ming and cursed angrily: "Just seducing the little widow and driving away the married woman." How could I, an upright person, be related to a beast who left home!"

"Pfft!"

The passers-by who were watching the excitement couldn't help laughing when they heard such fresh curse words.

"How can you insult your uncle?"

Zhang Ming was so ashamed and angry that he was scolded as a beast, but he came to seek peace. He could not scold him back, nor could he do anything to his niece who was married to his wife.

"That's right, my son is still your uncle no matter what. How can you insult your elders? Alas, your parents died early and there is no one to discipline them. But don't worry, when your aunt returns to my Zhang family, Grandma Zhang will take good care of her. Teach you the rules!"

Her beloved son was scolded, and Mrs. Hu was so angry that she almost died. But in order to let Li Xiu return to the Zhang family, she had to endure this tone, but the words that came out of her mouth pierced her heart.

When Li Yan heard this, all he saw in front of him was the scene of his father and mother being brutally murdered by the bandits, and his eyes suddenly turned blood red. Seeing Mr. Hu's hateful face, she clenched her fists and endured it again and again. She couldn't help but rushed into the shop and took out a pole. She hit Mr. Hu head and face without thinking.

"ah--"

Mrs. Hu screamed in fright and backed away. In his haste, he forgot that there was a step behind him. He missed the step and fell out, just in time to avoid the bar coming at him.

Mo Yan and Li Zhong, who had just gotten off the carriage and rushed over, were so frightened that their hearts nearly jumped out when they saw Li Yan smashing the pole at Hu. Seeing that Mrs. Hu had not been hit when she fell, she was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Li Yan stepped forward, raised the pole, and hit Mrs. Hu again.

"Stop, Yanzi, stop it!" Mo Yan shouted in shock and rushed over quickly.

Hearing the familiar voice, Li Yan paused with her raised pole, and when she saw her grandfather and sister Yan rushing over with anxious faces, she burst into tears with a 'wow' sound. As soon as the strength was released, the pole in his hand fell down and rolled to the bottom of the steps.

He is just a ten-year-old child, and he usually has a docile temperament. If he hadn't been pushed into a hurry, he would have hurt someone with something.

Mo Yan, who rushed over, quickly pushed through the crowd and rushed in. She hugged the sad and crying Li Yan and comforted her, feeling a long sigh of relief in her heart.

Fortunately, fortunately, he arrived in time, otherwise if the stick was allowed to fall, regardless of whether it damaged someone or not, given the temperament of the Zhang family, it would definitely make things worse, and the Li family would be passive by then.

Li Zhong ran over one step behind. Without thinking, he went in and took out a big broom, and beat Zhang Ming hard at Zhang Ming who was supporting Hu.

"I let you, a beast, bully my granddaughter, and let you, a beast, make trouble. I will beat you, shameless beast, to death today, or at worst, give you my old bones!"

A large broom made of slender bamboo corrugated leaves is much more painful when hit on the body than a broom made of sorghum millet. After a few hits, Zhang Ming screamed loudly, "Father-in-law, don't hit! My son-in-law is wrong, don't hit! Father-in-law!"

Li Zhong was angry, how could he let him go so easily, so he hit him in the face with the tip of the broom. The more miserable Zhang Ming screamed, the harder he struck. Anyway, a broom can't kill anyone. Even if the complaint is filed with the government, it was the Zhang family who came to the shop to cause trouble first. What should he be afraid of!

Seeing that her beloved son was beaten violently and her ankle was sprained, Madam Hu fell back in anger. She lowered her head like a wild bull, limped towards Li Zhong, and cursed viciously: "You dare to hit my son, you are a deadbeat, I will fight you!"