The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 263 Don't blame me for falling out
Cen Hongping stood under the eaves with his hands behind his back, exuding an aura that strangers should not enter.

His eyes fell on Mrs. Sun, and his brows frowned, "I heard correctly, this old woman is Miss Qiao's grandmother."

"Responding to my lord, yes. But a few days ago, the county magistrate has ordered the marriage to be broken, and this Sun family has nothing to do with Miss Qiao." Tong Sanlang replied respectfully.

"Breakoff?"

"Yes, Mrs. Sun has committed countless evil deeds in the past ten years. Not only has she broken off her relationship with Ms. Qiao, but she has also been kicked out of Anping Village. It's all her own fault that she has fallen into today's situation."

"Oh? What kind of evil deed is it that he was ordered by the county magistrate to cut off relatives and be kicked out of the village?" Cen Hongping asked.

When his words fell, Tong Sanlang hadn't had time to speak, but Sun yelled fiercely as if seeing a savior, "My lord, my lord! I know I'm wrong—"

Her howling sound was replaced by a loud slap.

Qiao Qinghe's face turned red. Seeing her look at her in disbelief, she gritted her teeth and raised her hand, "Stupid woman! You can't make up for what you have done by smashing your head! Go back!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Sun's body with his big hands and dragged it out vigorously.

Seeing this, Tong Sanlang let go of Mrs. Sun, and Mrs. Sun was immediately dragged out of the yard.

Seeing this, Cen Hongping's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

He looked at the entourage sitting at the door of the main room, and ordered, "Go, bring it back."

He and Yang Ye's attendants were all sitting on the table at the entrance of the main room, and those attendants immediately chased after hearing the words.

After a while, Mrs. Sun was dragged back.

Cen Hongping stared at Mrs. Sun who was sitting slumped on the ground, his brows were furrowed, and just about to speak, Qiao Xiaomai took a few steps forward and said loudly, "My lord, I have something to say."

Without waiting for Cen Hongping to open her mouth, she focused on the key points and said, "Ms. Sun has been looting my house like a bandit for more than ten years for her youngest son. Whether it is food or silver, as long as she sees her Rob, use my family's blood to support her son."

"If you talk about nurturing grace, then my family of four has worked hard for more than ten years, which is enough to repay her nurturing grace."

"As for the great gift of childbearing, my family also repaid it, because of her, my father broke his leg, and my family's fields were all sold out. My mother couldn't bear to see me being sold to a brothel and chose to go away."

The reason why Qiao Changshun had an accident that day was because he was distracted while working: Mrs. Sun had been spreading the word in the village that he would be punished for being unfilial.

Therefore, the account for breaking his leg must be counted on Mrs. Sun's head.

"As for me, in order to dig herbs for my father, I fell down the mountain and almost lost my life."

"My family of four is limping and walking."

"Is it because my family is rich and she is poor now, so what she did before can be ignored? It's rare that a person in my family really dies, so that it is enough to repay her life favor?"

Ah.

already dead.

The original owner accidentally fell off the mountain to dig herbs for Qiao Changshun, so she crossed over.

The Qiao family has already lost a life.

So no matter how bad Sun's poisonous woman fell, she would never forgive her.

Never forgive.

Having said this, she looked around and swept over everyone's faces one by one.

Seeing everyone's expressions in her eyes, she suddenly hooked her lips, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Everyone present here, it was me who was robbed in the past ten years, not you. Today, my father's leg was broken, not yours. It was my mother who left, not your family. .”

"There is no pain in your body, so don't stand and talk without back pain, and don't try to use the so-called reputation to force me to bow my head. Fame, I, Qiao Xiaomai, don't care."

"I'm so sorry for Mrs. Sun. You give her food, clothes and flowers. If you can't do it, shut up."

"Say irresponsible remarks in front of me again, don't blame me for turning my face!"

　Cough, give me a push for Qiqi's final article, "The Supernatural Peasant Girl: Mrs. Husband, Don't Tease Me".
　　
　
(End of this chapter)