"Fuck you!" My cousin, who had been punched several times for no reason, started to fight.
The bald man was stunned for a moment and then started to fight back, but was met with an attack from several members of the Fang family.
Zhao Yumei stood there, holding a kitchen knife in her hand and cursing from time to time: "Slap him in the face! Tear his face off! Let him, a monk, seduce women!"
But she soon noticed Lin Meilan's anxiety: "I forgot about you."
She took two steps towards Lin Meilan and found her grandson tugging at her. She said impatiently, "What are you doing? Let go and stand aside!"
Fang Zhiyi obediently let go of his hand, and Zhao Yumei rarely praised him: "Good boy."
"Zhiyi!" Lin Meilan was a little anxious. She had no way of taking Fang Zhiyi away. "I'm your mother! Don't you recognize your mother?"
Zhao Yumei reached out with a dark face and grabbed Lin Meilan's hair, then raised her hand and slapped her several times. Although she was older, her fighting experience had not decreased with age. Also, because she worked frequently, Zhao Yumei was also quite strong.
Lin Meilan was stunned by the sudden slap. When she came to her senses, she wanted to fight back, but Fang Zhiyi rushed over and said, "Don't hit my grandma!" He had been thinking about this for a long time and shouted it out, attracting everyone.
Zhao Yumei was stunned for a moment, then felt a little relieved. She glared at her two sons, "Why? Watching your mother get beaten? You little bastards!"
After all, she is your own mother. If you beat her, you will be laughed at by others.
The eldest uncle and the third uncle quickly threw down their bald heads and ran over. Lin Meilan was still in a daze when she was kicked away by the third uncle.
"Mom, are you okay?"
"Hmph, you guys just wish I'd die sooner!" Zhao Yumei cursed, then turned around and spat at Lin Meilan, then took Fang Zhiyi's hand and walked back.
Upon seeing this, the village party secretary hurriedly tried to dissuade them, and the two sides parted ways.
"Secretary, you know, I am his uncle. On weekdays, when my brother goes out to work, he eats at my house." The uncle began the negotiation.
"Brother, you make it sound like Zhiyi has never eaten at our house." Third Aunt said sarcastically.
"I'm his mother..." Lin Meilan covered her face, she didn't forget the purpose of her visit.
The village party secretary was overwhelmed by the mess of the family. Finally, he looked at Fang Zhiyi and said, "Zhiyi, tell me what you think."
Lin Meilan turned her head when she heard this: "Zhiyi, Mommy can take you to the city. There are many tall buildings and beautiful schools in the city."
Fang Zhiyi sneered in his heart. High-rise buildings? Schools? He didn't know how this woman could say such words.
Zhao Yumei noticed Fang Zhiyi's lecherous gaze at Lin Meilan and suddenly let go of Fang Zhiyi's hand: "Little bastard, do you want to go with your bitch mother?"
Fang Zhiyi raised his head and looked at her, then shook his head after a moment: "Grandma, I told you I would follow you and take care of you until the end of your life."
Lin Meilan's eyes were filled with anxiety. Why would this little bastard choose that old woman? Had he forgotten how that old woman had dealt with his father before?
Even the uncle was anxious: "Fang Zhiyi..."
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