"My sister has done something to offend your family, why are you treating her like this!"

Just as Ruan Xiaohai was about to enter the house with his hoe, he heard Wang Xianghe, who had always disliked him, standing in his yard and baring his teeth at his mother like he was training a dog.

He had been strongly opposed to this marriage at first, but his mother, relying on the prestige of the Wang family in the village and not wanting the family of three to be bullied by others, tried every means to persuade his sister.

My sister was also soft-hearted and didn't want her mother to cry all day long.

So he sacrificed himself to complete this family.

But she did.

I shed tears every night.

The sad scene made him hate himself immensely.

Waves of anger rushed straight to my skull.

He picked up the hoe and chased after him regardless of anything.

"You can't even walk straight, and you dare to fight? I'm going to break your leg right now, and you'll spend the rest of your life eating and shitting on the kang."

Wang Qiang, who had been squatting under the tree at the door smoking, was Ruan Xiaotang's fiancé.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he threw the cigarette from his fingers, rushed out in one step, raised his leg high, and kicked Ruan Xiaohai, who was limping, to the ground.

A size 44 foot stepped on the back of his head like a cow's hoof.

With one thigh exerting force, he rolled down heavily.

He stared with a pair of crazy eyes, bent his nose and pouting his thick lips.

Crazy shouting.

Ruan Xiaohai's entire face was completely buried in the soil. He could not move and had difficulty breathing. His limbs were struggling on the ground with such a fast frequency that dust flew all around him in an instant.

Like a dying pig in a swamp.

The harder you struggle, the more you will be restrained.

"Let him go, please, dear child, take your feet away, he is dying."