At this time, Xiaoyi asked curiously again: "Grandfather, when do you plan to leave the Wang family completely?" Qingyao said to Xiaoyi meaningfully: "Now is the time to have fun, how can we leave? At least we have to let Wang Chunyi and Wang Dong fight to the death!" Xiaoyi shuddered unconsciously when he heard this, and thought secretly in his heart that the ancestor's means of torturing people are getting more and more cruel. Can't we afford to provoke him or hide from him?
Seeing Xiaoyi trembling, Qingyao sympathetically changed the subject and asked, "Xiaoyi, where is Wang Chunyi now?" Xiaoyi immediately activated his positioning device. When he saw Wang Chunyi's position, he subconsciously said, "Huh?" and said curiously, "Grandfather, I saw Wang Chunyi and Wang Dong in the same place. Are they together?" Qingyao calmly shook her head and said, "Probably not yet, but they will be soon. I still need a push! Xiaoyi, send me the picture of them together."
Xiaoyi immediately followed the instructions and transferred the image to Qingyao's mind. Qingyao and Xiaoyi found a comfortable place to sit and watch together. In the image, the two were hugging each other tightly. Wang Chunyi leaned against Wang Dong like a little bird. Wang Chunyi said delicately, "Brother Wang, you have worked so hard! Sister-in-law Qingyao is so mean to you. Look how much weight you have lost! Chunyi feels sorry for you." Hearing this, Wang Dong said to Wang Chunyi gently, "Chunyi, you are still the best. Sooner or later, I will divorce that bitch Qingyao. Women like her are not as good as you. You are still the best! Just wait. After I divorce her, I will marry you!"
Seeing this scene, Qingyao sneered and said, "Humph, these two are really shameless. Xiaoyi, let's go. It's time to give them some spice."
Xiaoyi quickly asked, "Grandfather, what are you going to do?"
A sly look flashed in Qingyao's eyes as she said, "Go and record this scene first, and then find a suitable time to let the whole village see their ugly appearance."
Xiaoyi immediately sent the picture to Qingyao's mobile phone. Not long after Qingyao returned to Wang's house, Wang Dong came back. Qingyao raised her eyes and looked at Wang Dong meaningfully. Wang Dong looked at Qingyao and subconsciously shook his body. Qingyao looked at Wang Dong and sneered, which made Wang Dong very annoyed but he had no choice but to ask tremblingly: "Grandfather, when are you going to let us go?" The call of "Grandfather" was because he was scared by Qingyao. Qingyao asked them to call her "Grandfather", so when their family saw Qingyao, they subconsciously called her "Grandfather".
Qingyao spoke slowly and calmly, "Well, it all depends on my mood. But if you really want me to leave, that's fine. Just give me 30,000 yuan and I promise to leave immediately."
Upon hearing this, Wang Dong's family was stunned as if struck by lightning. Wang's mother was the first to yell, "What? Thirty thousand yuan? After five years of hard work, our family's total income is only thirty thousand yuan! And now you've basically taken all the money from us. How can we give you so much? Thirty thousand yuan is equivalent to a whole year's wages for an ordinary worker these days! We really can't come up with a single cent. Even if you beat us to death, you can't get that much money!" Before she finished speaking, Wang's mother's legs softened and she sat down on the ground. She then slapped the ground with her hands, twisting her body back and forth and rolling around.
Seeing their mother throwing a tantrum like this, Wang Dong and his father's faces instantly turned red and white, and they were extremely embarrassed. However, despite feeling extremely embarrassed, they still stared at Qingyao with hope, as if hoping that she would show some mercy.
Qingyao coldly observed the Queen Mother's ridiculous behavior, her lips curling up slightly in a scornful smile. Then, she abruptly stood up, turned around, and hurried back into the house. A moment later, she emerged, a thick leather belt in her hand, looking menacing.
When Wang Mu and the others saw the belt, they instinctively shuddered, their faces turning pale. Wang Dong and Wang's father were terrified. Without a word, they turned and ran to the corner of the room, hiding there trembling. Wang Mu had planned to hide with them, but she was a little too slow. Before she could get up and flee, Qing Yao's belt had already struck her with a violent lash.
Only shrill screams echoed throughout the room, and Wang Mu cried out in agony, wailing and wailing. Hearing Wang Mu's miserable cries, Wang Dong and his father huddled in a corner, hugging each other tightly in fear, not daring to breathe.
Finally, the Queen Mother was dying and silent, and Qingyao took back the belt. Qingyao looked at Wang Dong and others with contempt. Wang Dong said tremblingly: "Ancestor, we won't mention it anymore, we won't mention it anymore."
Qingyao hummed a little tune, her hands behind her back, and walked into the house with a swaggering gait, not recognizing anyone. She jumped onto the soft big bed, lay down comfortably, picked up the phone on the pillow, and began to play with relish.
Xiaoyi, who was standing by, tilted her head, blinked her big round eyes, and stared curiously at the phone screen in Qingyao's hand. Qingyao's fingers kept sliding across the screen, sometimes revealing a knowing smile, sometimes frowning slightly, as if she was completely immersed in it.
Unable to contain his curiosity, Xiaoyi cautiously stretched his neck and leaned forward to see what Qingyao was reading. When he saw the contents of the screen, he was startled and shuddered, subconsciously exclaiming, "Grandfather, how could you enjoy reading such a melodramatic novel?"
However, Qingyao ignored Xiaoyi's words, not even bothering to lift an eyelid. She simply rolled over, facing Xiaoyi sideways, and continued to stare at her phone screen, as if it held an incomparably captivating magic.
Seeing Qingyao ignoring him, Xiaoyi felt extremely wronged. He pursed his lips and muttered pitifully, "Grandfather, you actually despise me... wuwuwu..." As he spoke, tears as big as beans rolled down his eyes, and he cried so heartbrokenly.
Xiaoyi's crying became louder and louder, making Qingyao upset. Unable to bear it any longer, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Quiet! Stop crying!"
This cry was like a bolt from the blue to Xiaoyi. He trembled with fear, and his sobs stopped abruptly. He stared at Qingyao in terror, his face streaked with tears, sobbing and refusing to make another sound. After a long moment, seeing Qingyao's grim expression, Xiaoyi quickly sniffed, wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve, and then retreated dejectedly into the system space, never daring to come out and cause trouble again.
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