Zhang Shuguang, a struggling author from the 21st century, spent years staying up late writing. He finally died from overwork and became a member of the transmigration army.
However, Zhang Sh...
"Zhang Yuejiao, why are you here again? Didn't Second Aunt tell you last time? You won't be allowed into the house anymore."
"That's right. I haven't been back for over three years. Why are you back now?"
As soon as Tian Sulan, Gao Fei and Sun Ximei entered the yard, the three of them blocked her from the front and chased her from the back, leaving Zhang Yuejiao with no room to hide.
"Second Aunt, hit her a few times to vent your anger, and then we'll throw her out."
Gao Fei and Sun Ximei, sisters-in-law, grabbed Zhang Yuejiao's arms, one on the left and one on the right.
"Gao Fei, Sun Ximei, please let me go. This is our family affair, and it's not your place to interfere."
Seeing the old lady raising the broom, Zhang Yuejiao struggled violently.
The weather is still hot and I'm wearing thin clothes, so it must be painful if I get hit.
I don’t know where the old lady got so much strength from. The bruises on her face from the last slap have not gone away yet.
"I will beat you to death, you ungrateful, white-eyed wolf, you greedy vampire.
How could I give birth to a selfish bastard like you? You're not going to leave, are you? If you don't leave, you'll be beaten here. I'll see how long you can hold on."
The broom bumps fell like raindrops, hitting Zhang Yuejiao and making her scream and curse.
Of course, even if she had ten times the courage, Zhang Yuejiao would not dare to scold the old lady. She was scolding Gao Fei and Sun Ximei who were holding her.
"You two nosy bitches, let me go right now.
After all, we are a family. When we reconcile, I will show you how I will deal with you."
The broom bump hit Zhang Yuejiao on the head so hard that she couldn't even lift her head.