Chapter 59 A Fierce Beating

Such a tiny little dumpling could be knocked away by a wild boar or have its belly pierced by its tusks.

Some women even closed their eyes or covered their children's eyes because they couldn't bear it.

However, a miraculous thing happened.

For some unknown reason, the wild boar suddenly bent its legs and knelt on the ground, motionless.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ma Xiulian immediately raised her hoe and shoveled it hard on the head.

With one stroke of the hoe, the wild boar, as big as a small mountain, fell to the ground with a "thud," leaving the others in the commune dumbfounded, their jaws dropping to the floor.

My goodness, Ma Xiulian is too fierce!

Wild boars are not like domestic pigs. They are not only more aggressive but also more defensive. Their skin is very thick and tough, and often a hoe can not even break through their skin, which will only enrage them.

Ma Xiulian, single-handedly, took down this wild boar, which weighed at least four or five hundred pounds, with just one hoe!

Ma Xiulian showed no pride whatsoever. She threw down the hoe, hugged her granddaughter tightly, and her usually brash voice trembled with fear: "My darling, Grandma's here, don't be afraid!"

Helian Jiao, who was originally happy to be able to eat meat, felt a lump in her throat when she heard this, and suddenly realized that what she had done would make her mortal grandmother worry.

Just like when she disobeyed her father and mother and secretly went to the Demon Palace to find the Great Evil Dragon, only to be struck by lightning, the fear and terror on her father and mother's faces.

She lowered her head, twisting her chubby fingers and whispering an apology: "I'm sorry."

Looking at her little granddaughter, who looked as wilted as a frostbitten eggplant, Ma Xiulian felt extremely sorry for her and quickly coaxed her gently, "Grandma isn't blaming you. Grandma is angry at that wild boar and that damned Zhang Qingmiao!"

Having narrowly escaped death, Old Lady Song was now slumped on the ground, panting like a dead dog.

Her head and lungs were throbbing with pain, her legs felt numb as if they were useless, and her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

I'm so glad I survived!

Just as she was feeling relieved, Ma Xiulian's gloomy and fierce face suddenly appeared before her eyes: "Zhang Qingmiao, how dare you harm my granddaughter!!"

Old Mrs. Song was startled, and then Ma Xiulian grabbed her hair, straddled her, and started slapping her repeatedly across the face.

The people of the commune had just recovered from the shock of Ma Xiulian's heroic act of taking down a wild boar with a single hoe when they saw her straddling Old Lady Song and beating her until she screamed in pain.

"Help! Ma Xiulian is going to kill someone!"

The lovely Helian Jiao clapped and cheered from the side: "You're so great, you're amazing!"

Hearing her loud and cheerful little voice, Old Lady Song wished she could bite her to death.

This wasn't actually the first time Old Lady Song had fought with Ma Xiulian.

Previously, the two were evenly matched and neither could gain a significant advantage, but now she was being completely dominated by one side.

That crazy woman Ma Xiulian even slaps her face repeatedly! Can you believe how infuriating that is?

The people from the commune were stunned for a moment, then rushed over to break up the fight, "Old Chen's family, stop fighting! If this continues, someone will really die!"

Ignoring her words, Ma Xiulian, her eyes red with anger, fiercely lashed out at Old Lady Song's face.

The loud, resounding slaps made everyone in the commune feel a stinging pain in their faces. The brigade leader immediately shouted, "Quick, go and pull Aunt Ma away!"

Finally, it took four or five women to pull Ma Xiulian away, and then they all gasped.

All that could be seen was that Old Mrs. Song's face was swollen into a red and blue pig's head, with blood still dripping from the corner of her mouth, making her look extremely pitiful.

(End of this chapter)