Looking at the figure of Mo Zhuzi and the strong back, Feng Ying felt a little generous, but at the same time, he felt endless ridicule.
Behind this generosity, he has never let himself rely on.
Instead, let Yang Chunling, the old pious woman, ingest whatever she wants.
She's tired of it!
I can't go on like this anymore, otherwise, today, it's her big girl, so what about tomorrow?
Will the calf be forced to death under Yang Chunling's step-by-step approach?
The thing in the dream, sure enough, came true.
She absolutely will not let the tragedy continue.
Leaned on, slowly towards the kitchen.
Under the lightness of walking, Feng Ying did not make any footsteps.
After a while, looking at the ink pillar in front of me, there was resolute ruthlessness in my eyes, and there was a little reluctance.
However, the kitchen knife raised in his hand slashed viciously at the neck of the ink pillar without any mud and water.
Blood splashed Feng Ying's face, but only made a slight sound.
After Feng Ying hacked the ink pillar to death, his face was relieved.
In the future, in the future, there is no need to worry about whether your daughter and son will be oppressed.
However, that old pious woman, if she was still there, she would still be bullied like this.
Feng Ying's expression flickered slightly, looking at the ink pillar on the bed that had been cut in half by himself, and suddenly, dragging the ink pillar, he went down to the bottom of the bed.
Immediately afterwards, he went outside and retrieved a shovel and shovel, and prepared to bury the ink pillar under the bed. and Yang Chunling......
Feng Ying has already decided, after Yang Chunling has done it, she will ...... with the child I'm not afraid of anything.
It's just that when dealing with this matter, Feng Ying's heart beat super fast, and he looked his head at the door from time to time.
I'm worried that someone will find out.
Hands trembled.
All night, I didn't fall asleep.
The bloodstains on the bed were also washed clean by Feng Ying.
When I got up the next day, I made a casual breakfast for the children, and then took the children to school.
Reading is the future of children.
I don't know where this phrase came from, but it has spread throughout the village.
And those educated youths also began to return to the city one by one, and some of them returned to the city because of the college entrance examination.
Along the way, Feng Ying's face was pale and messy.
When she attracted the attention of others, she thought that Feng Ying was beaten by her husband, so she didn't come forward to care.
I was worried that Feng Ying would suddenly go crazy, as he did yesterday, so he slashed at them with a kitchen knife.
After Feng Ying sent her children to school, she came to Luo Shengge's house.
Luo Shengge was still asleep in bed at this time, while Mo Qi was dealing with breakfast.
When he saw Feng Ying, Mo Qi was surprised a few times, "Brother and sister, is there something wrong?"
” "Big brother!
I, I have one thing, think, please!
Feng Ying was a little apprehensive when she looked at Mo Qi.
I was a little tangled, and I hesitated for a long time before I slowly revealed this sentence.
After listening to Feng Ying's words, Mo Qi thought that he was looking for himself!
"You are my brother and sister, they are all a family, if there is anything to ask for, just say it!"
Mo Qi also remembered that the two of them often came to the house, and the most important thing was that Luo Shengge's attitude towards them was good!
Of course, this attitude is better than that of the people in the village.