Chapter 42

Mother Jiang opened her mouth wide.

Shocked and confused, isn't she dreaming?

"Pottery, pottery..."

Yantao looked back and smiled at the old lady, "grandma, this family is cheap and lacks lessons. We have to teach them well."

The young man approached Liu Peng with a smile on his lips. His picturesque face fell into their eyes at the moment, just like the devil.

Liu Peng desperately wanted to escape, but his body seemed to be under control and couldn't move.

"Yan, Yan Tao, I'm your uncle! You can't do this to me..."

His lips trembled and he tried to press Yantao with his generation.

But she only got Yan Tao's cold smile. She leaned down slightly, and her voice was cold to almost indifference. "I didn't see you thinking about grandma when I scolded just now."

Pregnant in October, give birth to you and raise you. If you just raise ungrateful scum, it's better not to raise it!

"Click ~"

Yan Tao stepped on Liu Peng's leg bone. The pain of bone fragmentation hit like the tide. Liu Peng subconsciously hugged his leg and bowed into a shrimp shape.

The beautiful and handsome young man stood beside him with a light smile on his lips, but the smile was cold.

Han Juan and Liu Xi witnessed the cruel and cruel means of the youth, and a chill rose from their backs.

They looked at the deep peach blossom eyes and turned pale with fear.

"Don't you get out yet?!"

In their bones, the Liu family are small people in the market. They bully the soft and fear the hard, and love small and cheap things.

I didn't get any good on this trip, but I was severely taught a lesson.

Liu Xi and Han Juan didn't dare to put another fart. They picked up Liu Peng, who was crying in pain, and ran away in frustration.

"Tao Tao," Mrs. Jiang stood at the door holding the door frame and sighed, "you're too heavy."

Yan Tao turned his back to mother-in-law Jiang. The cold in peach blossom eyes faded like a tide. "If you can't stand it, I'll go now."

Just now, she really didn't stop.

What will Mrs. Jiang think now?

Is she a monster?

Or the devil?

The young man lowered his eyes slightly, and the radian of his lip was thin and cool.

Monster or devil... Anyway, she doesn't care.

She can still live to make everyone jealous.

"Ah, why doesn't grandma talk back?"

"You child, let those bastards make trouble. Now that they have been beaten, they will come back and settle with you."

Mother Jiang painfully holds Yantao's hand, blaming her for her incompetence.

Everything can only be supported by the children themselves.

"Grandma, I'm going to get the money now. You're living in school these days. Don't come back yet. Grandma protects you! I'm not afraid of them!" grandma Jiang snorted and patted her chest.

The temperature of the old man's rough palm slowly spread to Yantao. She blinked, "grandma, you have an old bone. You'd better light it."

"I have a way to let them leave. Naturally, I can make them dare not come to the door again."

Yan Tao's eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc, and I'll let them spit out what they ate before!

Under the sun, the young man's face was picturesque. The little old lady looked at it and her eyes smiled into crescent moon. She thought happily that my eldest grandson was good-looking.

But

"Tao Tao, who did you learn kung fu from? It's great!"

"Oh, the old man who set up a stall at the gate of our school said that my bones are amazing. He gave me a Jiuyang Sutra."

Mrs. Jiang

The room was still a mess. Mrs. Jiang wanted to clean up by herself. Yantao rushed to her neighbor's house. She called a housekeeping company, thought about it, and dialed qitenghe's phone number.