V1.Chapter 10

Liu Yong didn't laugh at her.

Who would have left home without a penny if he hadn't been forced to do nothing?

If you choose to stay at Xia's house, you can live through humiliation and burden - but a home can't have a roof to shelter you from the wind and rain. What kind of home is it if a family has a quarrel with each other! Liu Yong thinks Xia Xiaolan has courage. They all say that his nephew is like an uncle. He was partial to Xia Xiaolan. Now she has advantages everywhere.

Liu Yong took out a few pictures of great unity from his pocket:

"Take the 50 yuan first. Let's discuss how to do your business. If the money is not enough, my uncle will give you some more in a few days. "

10 yuan is now the largest face value of paper money, which is called "great unity" by the people.

Liu Fen was startled, "brother, where did you get the money..."

It's a new bike, and it's dozens of yuan for Xia Xiaolan. Don't Liu Fen know what the Liu family is? It was really a poor jingle. Liu Yong was out of tune in the past three or five years. He couldn't live at home for the past two years. He stopped learning from others to be a mason. One year after graduation and two years after graduation, the Liu family's life is a little better with this skill. But the masons don't live every day. Unlike the workers who guarantee income in drought and flood, Liu Yong's income is unstable.

Liu Yong knew that his sister was a fool and didn't elaborate. He only asked Xia Xiaolan to take the money.

"Thank you, uncle. I lent you the money."

Xia Xiaolan is not hypocritical.

She is really poor now. With the starting capital of 50 yuan, she can seize the opportunity of busy farming. Earn money and then double it back to your uncle, pretending not to help Liu Yong, not to let her mother suffer!

Liu Yong smiled.

He asked Xia Xiaolan to take a hand, put things together and tied them in the back of the bike.

All the belongings of the mother and daughter are sweet potatoes, their clothes, and the daily necessities they bought today. Before reaching the entrance of the village, someone called Xia Xiaolan with a bowl:

"Your father is back!"

"Xia Dajun wants to kill them..."

Schadenfreude and bad intentions. The people in Dahe village are really unfriendly, just like whose ancestral grave Xia Xiaolan dug!

The door of the Xia family was open, and a man with big arms and round waist came out.

"Where are you going? You had a fight with your grandmother at home?"

It was full of uplifted tendons on her arms. Her height was close to 1.8 meters by visual inspection. This was Xia Dajun, Xia Xiaolan's father.

It seems that his height is inherited from him. Xia Xiaolan was very satisfied that she could grow to more than one meter six in the 1980s.

Liu Yong didn't give Xia Xiaolan a chance to play at all. He picked up the sweet potato bag and smashed Xia Dajun: "good dog, I said I'd settle with you one day. You hit it yourself!"

"Who's fighting with whom?"

"Your daughter-in-law and daughter are going to be bullied to death. You pretend you don't know?"

"Dog, who can they fight with? My sister has been unlucky to marry you for eight lifetimes..."

Liu Yong is small, less than one meter seven.

Broke out, but the Xia army didn't fight back.

Of course, Xia Dajun just hugged his head with his arms and didn't really mean to fight with Liu Yong.

"Brother, have something to say!"

"I'll tell you a bird, a dog. It's only meat but no heart. It's been living on dogs for decades. My daughter doesn't know how to feel bad. I'll hurt you!"

Liu Fen was in a hurry. She wanted to pull a stand, but Xia Xiaolan grabbed her tightly.

Xia Xiaolan looked at Xia Dajun coldly, and she didn't fight back from beginning to end. She still had one or two points of confidence in this man... If Xia Dajun even beat her brother-in-law, Xia Xiaolan really didn't know what to say. It's not that men can't have a temper. There are losers, wise men who use their brains and don't do things, and hot men who do things when they don't agree.

Poor mountains and rivers make trouble for the people. The folk custom in Anqing county has always been fierce.

But fighting with people outside and going home to fight with her wife are two different things. Xia Xiaolan despises domestic violence men most.

Liu Yong was so tired that he was out of breath. Xia Dajun's brothers ran out and finally pulled them apart. Xia Xiaolan's uncle and third uncle hold Liu Yong to death. Liu Yong is also unwilling to kick and stretch his fist.

However, Liu Yong's fierce and fierce also frightened the villagers who watched the excitement. Those who spoke sarcastic words just now are all acting as shrinking turtles.

Xia Dajun's face was swollen and spit bloody saliva:

"I don't care about you. I want to talk about Xiaolan. She shouldn't quarrel with her grandmother, which makes her grandmother angry..."

Old lady Xia is a widowed mother with three sons. Xia Dajun is not considerate to his wife, but listens to his mother.

Xia Xiaolan thought that if she were the original owner, she would be angry at these words.

She admired Liu Fen and felt close to Liu Yong because Xia Xiaolan lacked family affection in her previous life. They were also good to her. For Xia Dajun, Xia Xiaolan is not at all soft hearted - even if "Xia Xiaolan" owes Xia's family, she will repay it with her life. What else?

"Uncle, let's go."

Xia Xiaolan wanted to scold Xia Dajun. After thinking about it, she was too lazy to waste her saliva.

Xia Dajun saw that she was not angry and did not argue, and the evil fire in her heart could not be suppressed.

"You smelly girl -"

He came forward and grabbed Xia Xiaolan's arm and dragged her staggering.

Xia Xiaolan turned her head and looked at him expressionless: "grandma said that I lost the face of the Xia family when I was alive. People like me should die immediately. I broke my head. My mother knelt down and begged my grandmother to take me to the hospital. She bumped her head and invited a doctor to stop bleeding for me... If you think I'm not respectful and filial, shall I return the life I picked up to the Xia family? "

Xia Xiaolan put the self-defense scissors against her neck, and the sharp tip of the knife had fallen into the skin.

That ruthlessness was hidden in the plain tone, but it was frightening.

She'll really stab it!

Xia Dajun was frightened. He subconsciously explained: "it's nothing for you. How can your family afford to take you to the hospital? Why don't you learn from scholar Yu and be sensible..."

Xia Xiaolan's mocking eyes looked at Xia Dajun, and Xia Dajun's voice became weaker and weaker.

Why is there no money at home, because the sensible Xia Ziyu took all his family wealth away. Even if Xia Dajun was habitually partial to his niece, he felt that the old lady at home didn't do the right thing in this matter. The guilty heart was intertwined with other emotions, and Xia Dajun roared:

"She is your milk. If you scold you, you should listen carefully! If you don't do those shameful things, can your grandmother scold you? "

Xia Xiaolan doesn't really want to die. She wants to end Xia Dajun's hammer with scissors now!

But others were faster than her. The small Liu Fen knocked away the strong Xia army.

"I fought with you... Let you force Xiaolan..."

She was shaking with fear.

But she wants to protect her daughter, which is the mother's instinct!