"What? Cuizhi, are you saying that this injury was caused by your mother's family?"

Zhang Cuizhi's face looked a little ugly, but this was indeed the fact.

"That's true, Mom. It's my fault."

This time she went back.

Not to mention exchanging for New Year's goods, even the rice she brought back was forcibly kept by her parents' family.

Boss Song and Zhang Cuizhi naturally refused.

As a result, a fierce dispute broke out between the two sides.

Once the quarrel gets serious, who cares about the love between brothers and sisters?

As a result, not only Boss Song was beaten, but even Zhang Cuizhi, a member of the Zhang family, was not spared.

After applying the medicine to her, Mrs. Song paused, and her voice became much gentler. "Why would you think that, child? In my eyes, you are very good."

Zhang Cuizhi was deeply moved.

Because of this, and also because of the farce in her mother's family, she felt even more sorry for the Song family.

"Mother does feel sorry for me, but the rice was snatched away by my mother's family after all. Now my eldest brother and I haven't been able to bring back any New Year's goods. This year, our little family won't take anything from you during the New Year."

"Don't think about it. The New Year's incident is a minor matter. You can't just let it go when you were bullied."

Old Mrs. Song is not someone who will just accept things as they come.

Since her own child was bullied, she naturally would not give up and let it go.

The next day, before Mrs. Song was ready to go to the Zhang family to seek justice, the Zhang family came to her house on their own initiative.

It happened that the entire Song family went to the neighboring county to exchange New Year's goods.

The only two adults left at home were Duan Dinglan, who was responsible for taking care of the children, and Zhang Cuizhi, who was recovering from her injuries.

Zhang Cuizhi couldn't stay in the house, so Duan Dinglan asked her to help take care of Song Rushuang.

She actually enjoyed it.

When there was a knock on the door, Duan Dinglan was cooking in the kitchen and playing with Song Rushuang.

The kitchen was behind the bedroom, so Zhang Cuizhi was the first person to hear the knock on the door.

The knocking on the door was very urgent, and soon, shouting and cursing came from outside.

"Open the door! Are all the people in your Song family dead?"

It's Chinese New Year, and you dare to say such things at someone's doorstep? You are really asking for death.

Upon hearing this voice, Zhang Cuizhi's face turned pale.

The people who came were none other than her useless brothers from her mother's family.

Song Rushuang, who was held in Zhang Cuizhi's arms, could keenly feel Zhang Cuizhi's trembling body.

There was no doubt that she was panicking.

I originally thought that they would leave when they saw that no one was at the Song family, but the knocking on the door became more and more intense, as if they were going to break through the door and rush in.

After a while, the noise outside died down.

Zhang Cuizhi was worried, so she secretly lifted the door curtain to look, and her arm was suddenly grabbed by someone.

"Sister, you were at home? Why didn't you say anything?"

"What are you doing? Let go! Don't touch the child!"

During the tug of war, Song Rushuang was almost thrown out.

These people had sharp and cunning eyes. Although they called my aunt "big sister", there was no respect in their actions.

"What's going on? Who is this kid from? You and Boss Song?"

Another man sneered, "I think it's from Old Six Song's family, right? Tell me, you two, are you not very smart? Not only do you help them pay the fine, but you also act as their babysitter?"

The three men burst into laughter.

Song Rushuang's cheeks puffed up with anger.

A tall and thin man stared at her for a while, then said with disgust:

"You spent 1,500 yuan just for this little girl?"

"What the hell? Fifteen thousand?"

The short and fat man holding Zhang Cuizhi suddenly widened his eyes:

"Oh my goodness, so your husband's family is so rich? This is your fault. They are so rich, why did they only bring back so little rice? We have so many brothers, and you are sending beggars?

"That's all I have left. There's nothing else left at home!"

"If you say there's none, then there's none? It should be hidden, right?"

Everyone became excited and started searching Lao Liu's house directly.

"Hey, what are you doing? This is my brother's house!"

The situation was becoming critical, and a man's hand reached out to Song Rushuang.

In a flash, Song Rushuang took a bite.

Only a sharp groan of pain was heard, which suddenly woke up Duan Dinglan in the kitchen.

Song Laoliu happened to come back as well.

As soon as he lifted the door curtain, he saw his daughter thrown on a chair, and Zhang Cuizhi rushed forward to scratch them with her hands swinging like a madman.

But women are women, and they definitely don’t have as much strength as these big and strong men.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Song Laoliu roared, and these people stopped what they were doing.

Even so, these Zhang family members who broke into private homes still looked fearless.

Even if he was caught on the spot by his owner, he didn't feel nervous at all.

"I'm asking you a question. You broke into my house and hurt our family. What exactly do you want to do?"

"What? We can't come see my eldest sister?"

Song Laoliu's inquiring gaze fell on Zhang Cuizhi, who was filled with shame.

Before she could say anything more, she started pushing and shoving her two gangster brothers to drive them out.

How could they agree to that?

"Are you from the Song family? That's perfect. Today, several of us brothers came here. One is to see my eldest sister, and the other is to get rice."

Song Rushuang began to babble in dissatisfaction.

That's their rice, what does it have to do with them?

How could there be such shameless people in this world?

As an uninformed person, Song Laoliu certainly had no idea about rice.

"Rice? What rice?"

Duan Dinglan came in later and quickly picked up Song Rushuang and coaxed her softly.

I have repeatedly told them not to make a big deal about this rice matter.

Besides, having a little rice is still good. If we really give them some more, I'm afraid they will become dependent on the Song family.

Duan Dinglan whispered a few words to Song Laoliu, and he finally had an idea of ​​what was going on.

"Boss, take Xiao Qi to the side room first. I'll tell them."

If Lao Liu knew that the whole family was hiding something from him, he would definitely be unhappy.

Song Laoliu was already annoyed by dealing with these things, so when he saw someone to take over, he definitely agreed.

Finally, he added, "If they start, call me."

After hearing this, Duan Dinglan felt much more touched.

While Song Rushuang was still anxiously observing whether her aunt's injuries had worsened, she was picked up by someone.

When he looked up, he saw his cheap father's jaw as sharp as a knife.