Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 109 The shoes with added materials

The little poodle that she held on her lap like a baby lump before, was so frightened that it tucked its tail and hid under the bed, whining and urinating a lot!

Yang Ruoqing took a step forward and grabbed Yang Huamei's hair with her hand.

On this head, I don't know if I put too much hair oil on it, or Yang Huamei's endocrine disorder, she grabbed a lot of oil, it's disgusting!

Yang Ruoqing didn't care so much anymore, she grabbed her and pulled her back forcefully, revealing Yang Huamei's face.

Raising his hand, he looked at the big acne-crowded face, and bowed left and right.

"Tell you to beat Xiaoan! Tell you to beat Xiaoan!"

There was a crackling sound, which made the fat on Yang Huamei's cheeks tremble.

From that mouth, there were even more tragic howls.

Several times, Yang Huamei also tried to fight back.

However, this seemingly humbling mountain of meat is all false.

She was raised and disabled by Tan's family, but she couldn't exert any strength because of the fat all over her body.

Don't say it's a fight, even if you put your head down and put on your shoes to pick up something, you can't breathe.

And Yang Ruoqing, like Yang Huamei, was also a fat man who only knew how to eat and drink.

But after soul piercing, she actively participated in labor, and the fat on her body was obviously much less.

People lose weight, but their strength grows.

In addition, the background of the secret agent was left there, not to mention Yang Huamei, even if Liu Shi led Tan Shi into the house in a hurry, Liu Shi and Tan Shi joined forces, they couldn't pull Yang Ruoqing away.

"Fatty girl, let go, let go!"

Tan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, tried all she could to feed her, but failed to drag Yang Ruoqing away from Yang Huamei's bed.

Mrs. Liu didn't dare to enter the house, and stood at the door of the house watching the battle while shouting in a high voice: "It's terrible, Fatty is going to beat Meier to death, come quickly, help me..."

"Ah, sister-in-law, you came just in time, hurry up, your fat girl is going to kill Mei'er!"

Mrs. Sun, who had just run to the door of the East Wing, almost fell down when she heard this.

Without asking any more questions, he rushed into Yang Huamei's room.

Beside the bed, Yang Huamei was lying on her back, her elephant legs kicking desperately.

A figure was sitting on Yang Huamei's body, with one hand strangling Yang Huamei's almost invisible neck, and the other hand slapped Yang Huamei's face!

Mrs. Tan stamped her feet anxiously and cried so loudly that her hair was all messed up!

Suddenly, when Tan thought of something, a gloomy look flashed across his eyes.

She took out a large embroidery needle for sewing quilts from her body, and quietly walked around behind Yang Ruoqing.

It was about to pierce Yang Ruoqing's body.

It was snatched by a figure.

"Mom, how can you prick my Qing'er with a needle?"

The person who snatched the needle was none other than Mrs. Sun.

Mrs. Sun glanced at the embroidery needle in her hand, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, I came after him, otherwise, if the needle was stuck, my daughter would have to peel off her skin even if she didn't die!

When Tan saw that it was Sun who ruined his affairs, he was furious.

Like a lunatic, she raised her hand to scratch Sun Shi: "You bloody black-hearted mother-in-law, look at the good girl you have taught, this is going to punish my Meier to death..."

"Mother, mother, don't do this, you let go first, and I'll persuade Qing'er to let go too!"

While dodging Tan's scratching, Sun cried and comforted her.

On the other side of the bed, Da'an took off a shoe from his foot and handed it to Yang Ruoqing.

"Sister, take this to honor our sister-in-law!"

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Daan's clean soles, shook her head and said, "The soles are too clean, if there is no material, how can you show respect to our sister-in-law? The dog under the bed just took a pee, you understand!"

Da'an immediately understood, dipped the shoe in the soaked dog urine, and handed it to Yang Ruoqing holding his nose.

Yang Ruoqing smiled broadly, took the stuffed shoes and lifted them up.

Below her, Yang Huamei could hear every word and deed of the siblings clearly.

The stinky dog ​​urine on the shoes dripped onto her face and mouth, Yang Ruoqing wanted to vomit and almost passed out!

The eyes that had been squeezed into slits and slits by the fat were no longer the domineering arrogance they had before.

Fear, fear, and begging for mercy filled her eyes.

Her throat was choked by Yang Ruoqing, she couldn't make a sound of begging for mercy, she could only shake her head desperately.

Yang Ruoqing was indifferent to this, and waved Da'an's small size shoes, and slapped Yang Huamei's size 46 on the face!

Crackling, playing a sense of rhythm and texture, it is refreshing to hear!

"What are you guys making a fuss about? Overturning the sky? Stop it!"

A majestic roar sounded from behind, like a thunder on the ground, shaking the beams of the roof above the head!

The little poodle under the bed couldn't hold back any more, "Pfft!" made a loud bang!

The foul smell suddenly permeated the small room...

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and saw Lao Yang entering the room with a cloud over his head.

"Hey, the monkey has brought in reinforcements!"

Yang Ruoqing said, unhurriedly jumped off Yang Huamei and stood aside.

Mrs. Tan couldn't care less about torturing Mrs. Sun, and rushed to the bedside with a howl.

Glancing at Yang Huamei's face, Tan's crying tone changed.

Holding Yang Huamei in his arms, "My son, my heart..." howled!

Old Yangtou also saw Yang Huamei's nosebleed and was so angry that he trembled all over.

Before Lao Yang's hair grew wild, the second son Yang Hualin who was following Lao Yang's head jumped out first.

"Fat girl, are you stunned? Your sister-in-law just came home today, and she provoked you, so why should she be punished to death?"

Yang Ruoqing snorted at Yang Hualin: "Second uncle is a good question. It's not surprising that others don't know why I beat my sister-in-law. You, the person involved, pretend to be an idiot. It's a bad idea!"

When Yang Hualin heard this, his eyes rolled.

"Damn fat girl, I don't know what you're talking about, anyway, Mei'er is your sister-in-law, it's wrong for you to hit an elder!" Yang Hualin said.

"Who does my aunt hit, do you want to care?" Yang Ruoqing unceremoniously pushed Yang Hualin back.

"What? How dare you beat me up? The third child won't teach me, so I'll do it!"

Yang Hualin rolled up his sleeves and was about to hit Yang Ruoqing, but the old grandson who came from behind grabbed his arm.

"Second Yang, Qing'er is my granddaughter, the old man. If you want to beat her, have you asked the old man about me?"

The old grandson's voice was also very loud. Although he was burdened, the vicissitudes of the old man's aura could still be shaken.

"Fat girl is the granddaughter of Lao Yang's family. This is a matter of our Lao Yang's family. You, an outsider, have nothing to do with it!" Yang Hualin said boldly.

"Okay, you don't want your dog skin, just go and try it now?"

The old grandson threw away Yang Hualin's hand suddenly, and under the tremendous force, Yang Hualin staggered a step and almost fell down.

(End of this chapter)