"ah--"
Mengyue grabbed the broom, but her hand suddenly loosened and the old lady fell to the ground.
"I suck your ass."
The old lady fell on her butt and it hurt so much that she kept wailing.
"Shut up!"
"Just shut up if you tell me to, who are you?"
"Well……"
Just as she was about to open her mouth and curse at the old lady, she saw Mengyue. She didn't know whether it was because she felt guilty or because Mengyue had left such a huge psychological trauma on her, she backed away in fear.
"Stop."
The old lady suddenly didn't dare to move.
"Who are you taking to my house?"
"When did I bring anyone to your house? It's nothing."
"You won't cry until you see the coffin, right?"
Without saying a word, Mengyue picked up the horsewhip and started whipping the old lady.
"ah--"
"It hurts!"
"ah--"
"It hurts so much, I'm telling you, please stop."
“Swish!”
Mengyue took back the whip.
“┗|｀O′|┛Ah~~It hurts~”
"Hurry up, don't test my patience."
The old lady who was crying loudly heard the murderous intent in Mengyue's voice, so she dared not make trouble anymore and quickly told Song Guangqing and Jiajia to leave.
Mengyue whispered the two names: "Song Guangqing, Jiajia."
"Why did they go to my house? What was their purpose?"
"How should I know?"
"You're not going to tell me, right? It seems you haven't been beaten enough."
"No, no, no, I'm telling you, stop cracking the whip all the time."
The old lady waved her hands quickly, telling Mengyue not to hit her.
Then the old lady told everything Song Guangqing had done since he came here, in great detail, not daring to hide a single thing.
When Mengyue heard Song Guangqing say in front of her mother that he liked her and that she was his woman, the anger in her heart kept surging out and she couldn't control it even if she wanted to.
Meng Yue's expression was so ugly that the old lady, who was originally looking forward to seeing the joke, was frightened and fainted.
The aunts and sisters present naturally heard what the old lady said, and they had a deeper understanding of how evil the old lady's heart was.
She looked at the old man with sympathy. The old man noticed it, frowned, and said nothing. He just looked at the old woman with eyes full of disgust.
It's all because of that troublemaker old lady. If it weren't for her, the second son wouldn't have separated from the family, and the granddaughter Mengyue would still be living at home.
With Mengyue doing good things in the village, he, as Mengyue's grandfather, would definitely be respected by the villagers, and would not be an object of sympathy like he is now.
Didn't he spend his whole life wanting to bring honor to his family? His son failed to finish his studies, and now he has a capable granddaughter who has become estranged from the family, shattering his dream.
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