"Are you still getting divorced?"
Her rough-and-tumble husband threatened, pinching her waist. She could only beg for mercy, "No, no divorce..."
In her previous life, Ye...
"Wow……"
The frightened baby's initial whimpering turned into loud crying.
The baby's cry sounded particularly harsh in the quiet atmosphere, but it pierced the stiff situation, like a ray of clarity piercing Qin Zheng's mind and melting his cold eyes.
Qin Xiang'e's voice was also heard outside.
"Zhengzi? Yun? What are you two doing? Why is there so much noise?"
Ye Yun: “…”
What else can I do?
Catch the thief.
"Wife, please hold the child first." Qin Zheng handed his daughter to Ye Yun with a cold face.
Daring to lay hands on his daughter really touched his sore spot.
After handing the child to Ye Yun, he picked up Old Guotou with one hand and Guo Laosan with the other, and carried them out of the hut like chickens.
Outside, Qin Xiang'e was so worried that she was about to go into the house to take a look.
As a result, I looked up.
"Oh my dear mother!"
Qin Zheng suddenly appeared in front of her, holding a big man in one hand. She was so scared that her heart skipped a beat and she pressed her chest hard.
"Who is this?"
Seeing Qin Zheng throwing the man to the ground with an expressionless face, Qin Xiang'e hurriedly followed, using a flashlight to try to see the two men clearly.
As a result, as soon as she shone the flashlight on the person's face, she stepped heavily on him.
Not only that, Qin Zheng also rolled on Lao Guo's face as if he were rolling a cigarette butt, and then kicked him hard in the abdomen.
Old Guo San next to him was not spared either.
Old Guo was kicked twice and he was kicked once.
He wanted to run, but Qin Zheng kicked him back. He rolled on the ground in pain, crying for his parents.
Qin Xiang'e took a look and knew it was all over!
Regardless of who these two people are, her eldest nephew is probably possessed by a demon today.
Qin Xiang'e was afraid that Qin Zheng would beat them to death. Seeing Ye Yun standing at the door with the child in her arms, she hurriedly left the house wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket and shouted, "Hold on, his wife. I'll go get your uncle Lu right away!"
Ye Yun: “…”
Looking at Qin Zheng who was unilaterally beating up the Guo father and son, she curled her lips.
I can’t hold on. I can’t hold on at all.