The force was so great that Sang Weiguo's chubby little face swelled up immediately.
The three of them stood there, with the slap marks on their faces clearly visible.
The marks on the mother and daughter's faces were obviously larger than Sang Weiguo's.
Moreover, the marks on the three people were different. It seemed that the mother and daughter were reluctant to hit themselves, so they slapped each other.
The neighbors showed understanding expressions.
Uncle Sangzhi saw everything and the veins on his forehead were throbbing, but he was shrewd and pulled his furious eldest son back in time.
He said in a calm tone, "Even if you want to prove it, you can't let so many people beat up your brother. Look, his face is swollen."
Well, you're turning the tables.
But Sangzhi was a better actor than her, and tears welled up in her eyes, looking pitiful.
"If I don't explain, I won't be able to get rid of this shit.
Second uncle, you said that when you live under someone else's roof, you should be aware of being a burden, and you asked me to give in to my older sisters and younger brothers in everything.
But, but I’ve given in enough.”
After some chatting, everyone's hearts completely tilted towards her.
"Living under someone else's roof, being a burden, how can Sang Lao Er have the nerve to say that!"
"Yeah, they're clearly the ones renting the place out to him. They've been occupying it for so long, do they really think it's theirs?"
"Bah, how shameless!"
"Sangzhi, don't be afraid. If you have any grievances, we will take care of them for you!"
"Yes, good will prevail over evil, and we are here!"
Sang Jiqing has a square face and a medium build. Because he wears glasses, he looks honest but also gentle and refined.
His face was as red as liver and he was so angry, but he still maintained the composure of an elder and tried to persuade her like he was coaxing a child.
"Xiaozhi, elders won't argue with younger people. Your aunt has a misunderstanding. Let's talk about it behind closed doors."
hypocritical.
"I have nothing to be ashamed of, so I can just say it here."
The cheap uncle was quite cunning, and seemed to have guessed what she would say. He did not argue, but instead pulled the police officer aside and whispered helplessly.
Sang Yun covered her face with her hands and showed a gloating expression when her brother comforted her.
I'll let you feel proud for a while, then you'll cry soon!
Sangzhi covered her face and seemed to be sobbing.
But there was no moisture under the palm of the hand, and the plump red lips were slightly curled.
The good show is finally about to begin.
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