Now she didn't want her mother to ruin her plan, so facing Ma Xiulan's question, she pretended to be very firm: "Mom, don't interfere in my marriage, I am willing."
Ma Xiu Lan thought that if Zhao Xingmin married Zhang Guojie, Zhang Guojie would beat his wife. His last wife was beaten away. Domestic violence would happen once and there would be countless times. Xingmin's life would be ruined again.
Ma Xiulan felt a chill in her heart. She swung the rolling pin, intending to beat Zhang Guojie to death. She was trading one life for another. This life was earned in vain anyway. Being able to turn Zhao Youcai into a stray dog was already revenge.
Zhao Xingmin saw that her mother was not in a good state, so she quickly hugged her and whispered in her ear: "Mom, it's fake."
Zhang Guojie was being hit several times by Ma Xiulan's rolling pin, rolling on the ground wailing, and did not hear Zhao Xingmin's whisper.
Zhao Xingmin immediately said loudly:
"Mom, he has a heart disease. He just had an attack. You can't do anything. If he dies now, you and your brother will be in trouble."
Zhang Guojie immediately asked Zhao Xingmin for help: "Wife, please ask your mother to stop. My illness can't withstand such a violent impact. I feel like I'm dying."
Zhao Xingmin stood in front of Zhang Guojie and said, "Mom, let him go."
Ma Xiu Lan glanced at Zhao Xingmin. Her daughter had finally grown up, but this piece of paper alone was not enough.
She put the rolling pin on Zhang Guojie's shoulder and said in a trembling voice:
"I haven't heard that you have a heart disease. Are you lying?"
Zhang Guojie was used to it and saw that Ma Xiulan was trying to hold on. He deliberately poked Ma Xiulan's rolling pin into his chest:
"Come on, I'm already so angry that I'm sick and I'm probably going to die soon. If you hit me again, you and your son and daughter will all be shot."
"If I lie, my whole family will die."
The last sentence was said with great confidence.
Ma Xiulan pretended to be frightened by him and took two steps back in shock: "It's actually true."
Then he hugged Zhao Xingmin, pretending to cry and beating his chest:
"My poor daughter, how could you marry such a man? I raised you for nothing, even spent money to dress you up beautifully and send you to college, just to find you a good family. Who would have thought that something like this would happen? All the money I spent on raising you is wasted."
The last word "qian" is drawn out particularly long.
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