Chapter 39 Still itching for a beating



That's fucking bizarre!

"Liu Jinhua, you shameless old hag, why is your mouth trembling like that? If you want to eat, sell it yourself..." Li Shanlin's wife had a loud voice and had never gotten along with Liu Jinhua.

Having suffered a loss at the hands of Liu Jinhua and her daughter a couple of years ago, how could I not say something now that I'm here to watch the show?

A woman who doesn't know how to fight back is not a good woman!

Liu Jinhua's heart skipped a beat. Li Shanlin's wife was a complete idiot; anyone who argued with her would never gain anything.

Xuan Yuanfang's expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly turned away.

"Oh dear, the old woman isn't selling anymore, but isn't there a young one? It's better than a used woman, right? The young man is innocent and upright, how will he ever get married?"

"Haha, we love what Aunt Shanlin said. From now on, we'll keep a close eye on our old man and son to prevent them from being taken advantage of," Gou Sheng's wife laughed from the side.

Liu Jinhua's face turned black with anger: "Mo Qingcheng, you heartless bastard."

"Sister, is it delicious to stir-fry black liver?" Yun Lei's unexpected question almost shattered the blind date scene.

He really is someone who can't think straight.

Mo Qingcheng's eyelids twitched: "Don't eat it, it's poisoned!"

Yunlei nodded obediently, silently remembering his sister's words.

Xuanyuan Shan wiped the dirt off his face with his sleeve, his eyes bloodshot, and walked step by step toward Yun Lei: "It's all your fault! Get over here now!"

Yun Lei, terrified, grabbed Mo Qingcheng's sleeve: "Sister. Brother Lei, slap slap..."

Mo Qingcheng disdainfully pried Yun Lei's hand away. "You brat, you've gone too far."

Xuan Yuanshan instinctively stopped in his tracks: "You... what do you want to do?"

"What do you think? Your wife tricked my brother, and now you're tricking people again. When will this end?" Mo Qingcheng glanced at her with cold eyes, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Liu Jinhua and her daughter slowly moving towards the basket of meat.

The six little ones had been watching the two's every move. Just as Mu Wanqing was about to step forward, Shangguan Yunxi pulled her back.

A sly glint flashed in the little girl's dark eyes as she whispered in Mu Wanqing's ear. Mu Wanqing's eyes lit up; her second sister was truly clever.

Seeing this, the other three suppressed the urge to shout and continued to watch the show.

Xuan Yuanshan's veins bulged: "Sister-in-law, don't talk nonsense."

"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Sister-in-law? Are we that close? Didn't we break off our relationship a long time ago?" Mo Qingcheng glanced at Xuan Yuanshan with a half-smile.

Xuan Yuanshan's face paled. He recalled how his parents had severed ties with his sister-in-law's family in front of everyone just two days ago, and his heart skipped a beat: "But my brother is flesh and blood of my mother."

"Whether it is or not, who knows?" The young woman's teasing voice drifted in the wind, and the onlookers' eyes lit up.

Huh?

Is it possible to have the Eight Trigrams?

"You...don't talk nonsense!"

"Hey, thief!"

Two voices rang out simultaneously, one leading Xuan Yuanshan, the other Mu Wanqing.

What happened?

Everyone's first reaction was that the old woman had hit the child, how could this be allowed?

Mu Wanqing sobbed, looking timidly at Liu Jinhua: "Grandma, you stole my meat, fine, but why did you hit me?"

"That's right, Grandma. Third Sister just said to leave you some for Fifth Brother and Sixth Sister, since they're not feeling well." Shangguan Yunxi glared angrily at Liu Jinhua.

"Shut up, you little brats!" Liu Jinhua held a piece of braised meat in her hand and glared fiercely at the two girls.

Mo Qingcheng's expression changed, and she stretched out her long leg, kicking Xuan Yuanshan in the stomach.

With a "thump," Xuan Yuanshan sat down on the ground. Everyone ignored him and went to watch the commotion with Liu Jinhua.

"Mother..." Mu Wanqing burst into tears, "It hurts..."

Mo Qingcheng noticed the finger marks on the little girl's face and grabbed Liu Jinhua, asking, "Are you itching for a beating?"

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