Mobile reading An Qing understood the plot and knew the virtues of Mrs.
Liu and the unlucky brother of the original owner.
He was not surprised at all when he heard Mrs.
Liu calling her at the top of her lungs.
She ran over in a hurry.
Not only did they run away He came over and kicked the small wooden stick that Zhaodi used when she got up early to cook, seemingly "accidentally" at Mrs.
Liu's feet.
"Coax your brother, don't let him cry anymore.
If he keeps crying like this, his throat will collapse.
How will he study then?
I'll go see if there are any rare things in the grocery store in the village."
Liu My mother was already so fussed by Liu Gen that she wanted to hand her son over to An Qing.
But as soon as she stood up, before the child was handed over, the small wooden stick slipped under her feet, and even her My precious son suddenly fell to the ground with him.
Liu Gen's head fell to the ground, some of his oily skin was torn and bleeding, and he cried loudly, while Mrs.
Liu turned her legs and sat down with her legs under her body, but she couldn't even stand up.
An Qing secretly laughed in his heart, but looked at them with a look of panic on his face.
He was wandering back and forth with his hands tied, as if he was panicking and didn't know which one to hold or pull.
"You're a dead man.
Your brother is crying like that.
Why don't you help him up quickly?"
Although Mrs.
Liu herself was in terrible pain, she heard her beloved crying so miserably that she even forgot about her severely painful legs.
He pointed directly at An Qing and shouted.
An Qing hurriedly pulled Liu Gen and asked him to stand up.
He didn't want Liu Gen to be in such pain, and he lost his temper.
He clenched his small fist and tried to hit An Qing.
"You'd better be more honest with me, or I'll crush your hand to pieces."
An Qing turned sideways to avoid the fist, secretly mobilizing a little spiritual power to hold Liu Gen's hand, and let his wrist A sharp pain.
Liu Gen was treated like this by An Qing, and he even forgot to cry.
He looked at An Qing blankly, as if he were looking at a monster.
He wanted to complain to Mrs.
Liu, but he saw An Qing's eyes kept looking at her.
When he thought about the pain again, for some reason, he stopped complaining.
An Qing successfully pulled Liu Gen up, looked at the wound on his forehead and said, "Mom, it's just a broken oily skin.
I'll go get the doctor over later and apply some medicine."
"Don't fool me.
Bring your brother to me and let me see.
He cried so miserably just now.
How could he be so skinny?
I'll tell you, just wait for me.
I have to skin you.
You have to do it."
If something happens, you start to cause trouble for me.
You really want me to die."
Mrs.
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Liu looked like I don't believe you and forced An Qing to bring Liu Gen to her.
When Liu Gen saw Madam Liu, she howled immediately.
Madam Liu was so frightened that she pulled him and looked at him carefully for several times.
After seeing that there was really nothing wrong with him, she let go.
"Damn you, why don't you go and invite the doctor over?
My legs are going to hurt so much."
Seeing that her son was fine, Mrs.
Liu finally felt the severe pain in her legs and yelled at An Qing.
An Qing nodded and ran out of the small courtyard in a hurry.
She was naturally not so good.
She went to ask for a doctor immediately.
You must know that the original owner was injured while working.
Mrs.
Liu, let alone looking for a doctor, was also beating her up.
He also scolded the original owner who was still ill for forcing him to work.
If the original owner hadn't been lucky, he would have died long ago with all his bones and dregs gone.
Now Liu Madam has also caught up with this incident.
Although An Qing will not do it so clearly, I just can't see good things in you, but let Madam Liu suffer some pain, it will also be calculated as some interest.
After all, if Mrs.
Liu hadn't sold her daughter, Zhao Di wouldn't have acted out of jealousy and made the original owner's life so miserable.
Therefore, An Qing did these things at this time without any psychological burden.
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