The Supporting Female Character Is Not Behaving Again

Meng Changjin just came back from the outside with a hatchet in her hand. Originally, she just wanted to practice first, and then after she had the strength to physically persuade this big family, She started to fulfill the client's long-cherished wish, but as a result, others were reluctant to give her time.

Looking at the narrow and damp firewood house in front of me, and thinking about the client chopping firewood, cooking, and washing clothes in the icy river every day, while the family sucked her blood and left a mouthful of heaven Killed, a dead **** the right, Meng Changjin's chest was full of depression, and she couldn't vomit.

The swearing in the old lady's mouth stopped abruptly, and she was frightened by the cold light of the machete and temporarily lost her language ability.

Come over, Se Li said: "You, what do you want to do, I'm your milk, you dare to hurt me, you are unfilial!"

Meng Changjin's slender face, the corners of her mouth raised at the same time, she raised the hatchet, and said in a gloomy tone: "I'm not filial? I'm going to starve to death, what should I be afraid of? If you are not filial, the whole family will die together!"

That cake, if you hate it for another night, even if you don't die, it's almost the same.

So Meng Changjin felt that there was nothing wrong with her saying that.

Of course, she didn't really intend to do this. It would be too cheap for the family to die like this, but that doesn't mean she can't scare people.

I want to treat her like a cow, and **** blood for this family, that's impossible.

"You, you, you, you god..." The old lady subconsciously wanted to swear, and her eyes touched the sharp blade of the hatchet, and Meng Changjin's raised eyebrows looked strange. At the corner of her mouth, the old lady Yu couldn't swear any more.

The sound outside made Yu Jiaojiao, who was hiding in the room, resting, and the men of the Yu family came out to see the situation.

Seeing this scene, I was frightened.

Meng Changjin looked away from Mrs. Yu's face and swept across the faces that appeared within sight.

Compare with the client's memory and pair the faces with the identities in the memory.

The old man, the eldest, the eldest's daughter-in-law Yu Zhao, the son of the big house, Yu Dashan; then the client's father; the client's third uncle; the third uncle's two five-year-old twins The son; then the client's mother and the third aunt who came out of the kitchen; finally, in such a farmyard, wearing a pale pink dress, slim and slim, not like a farm girl's whole family dotes on Jiaojiao .

Meng Changjin took a swipe and then withdrew his gaze, raised his hand and grabbed the front of Mrs. Yu's chest, and put the hatchet on her shoulder.

"Let's continue to talk about filial piety. I work as a cow and a horse every day, but I eat the least and live the worst. I've had enough of these days, let's all die together. "Meng Changjin's tone was extraordinarily calm, but his expression was extraordinarily hideous.

These words not only made Mrs. Yu, who was grabbing the front of her clothes, tremble with fright, but also shocked the other people who came out to see the situation.

"No, I don't want to die, don't kill me..." After all, Mrs. Yu was an old farm lady, she didn't want to die, she still wanted to live well.

Seeing the grandma who loves her the most with a knife around her neck, Yu Jiaojiao had to say: "Sister, put down the knife first, grandma let you work for your own good what."

"Yes, yes, I did that for your own good." Hearing what her precious granddaughter said, Mrs. Yu hurriedly spoke.

In any case, the most important thing is to break free from this **** dead girl first.

Meng Changjin cast a cold gaze on Yu Jiaojiao and asked in an unclear tone, "For my own good?"

"Yeah, grandma asked you to do these things so that you can live in your in-law's house better after you get married. Sister, you misunderstood grandma." Yu Jiaojiao had a clear expression on her face. A shallow smile and a gentle tone.

"Yes, yes, that's what Jiaojiao said, we are all for your own good." The old lady hurriedly agreed.

"Yes, yes." Everyone nodded, but their expressions were different.

The corners of Meng Changjin's mouth are raised even more: "If this is the case, how can I monopolize such benefits, I have enjoyed such benefits for ten years, and now you can change your sister to enjoy it, Otherwise, how will you live with your husband's family?"

Meng Changjin deliberately emphasized the words "enjoyment".

How could Yu Jiaojiao be willing? She showed a pitiful expression on my face, and looked at the old lady timidly.

She is a kind and beautiful girl, how can she refuse others, of course she needs others to help her refuse.

Unfortunately, now Mrs. Yu is all focused on the hatchet beside her neck, she can't find time to observe her precious granddaughter's face, and naturally she won't help her refuse.

"Is my sister too moved to speak? Don't be too moved, from today onwards, you will come to live in the firewood house, cook, chop wood, wash clothes, hunt hogweed, feed The pigs and the chickens are yours," Meng Changjin said.

Yu Jiaojiao's mind reverberates with the words "all yours, all yours".

Thinking of the narrow and dark firewood house, cooking in the smoky stove, the exhaustion of chopping firewood and sweating all over, the disgusting feces in the pig and chicken sties, Yu Jiao Jiao shook her head frantically: "No, don't!"

Absolutely not, she doesn't want to be dirty and smelly, and become a yellow-faced and skinny ugly girl like Yu Hanzhu!

"Why not, sister, I'm doing it for your own good, oh yes, there is only one dinner a day, and one meal of rice dumplings for dinner, and a bowl of rice with only a few grains of rice. Porridge." Meng Changjin looked at Yu Jiaojiao quietly, with a calm tone.

Yu Jiaojiao bit her lower lip, and it was time to pit herself.

Grandma doesn't speak to her now, so Yu Jiaojiao can only turn her attention to her grandfather, brother, mother and father, uncles and aunts.

Unfortunately, the relatives who used to dote on her are silent now, looking embarrassed.

Meng Changjin did not have the patience to wait for others to think slowly, she put the hatchet a little closer to the old lady's neck, and said calmly, "What do you think?"

No matter how old Mrs. Yu hurt her baby granddaughter, it would not be as good as her life, so she was so frightened by Meng Changjin, and hurriedly said: "Yes... yes yes..."

Yu Jiaojiao gave in when she heard that the grandmother who hurt her the most, her face stiffened.