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Chapter 848

I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I can't afford to be provoked.

Ye Shan scrambled and scrambled, and ran home in a desperate state.

Tangxi stuck out her tongue.

coward!
She got up and brought the old Eryeshu over again, and did the same thing. Under the double pressure of psychology and body, Yeshu collapsed.

He also cried and ran all the way back to get the money.

The last one brought here was Ye Jiaolan. She was in good condition, after all, she was the only one who hadn't been beaten.

But seeing her two elder brothers being beaten so badly, she was also hit hard.

In particular, the elder brother Ye Shan has been burly and strong since he was a child, and he is the king of children among his peers.

Under Ye Shan's remaining prestige, Ye Jiaolan can be said to have tasted a lot of sweetness.

No matter the elder or the younger in the village, they dare not bully her, on the contrary they have to hold her carefully. Ye Jiaolan has always regarded her eldest brother as pride.

In the end, such a powerful elder brother was beaten by Tangxi's little fist until he cried for his father and mother.

From that moment on, the tall image of Ye Shan in her heart collapsed.

She was also frightened.

So when Tangxi said the main purpose, she was the one who agreed most readily among the three, almost nodding wildly.

"Here, I'll give you whatever you want, and I'll give you all my dowry." Ye Jiaolan's body was shaking, and she was crying, without any sense of beauty.

Tangxi changed her posture and put her left leg on her right.

Ah, boring.

It was so easy to surrender.

Didn't feel any pleasure at all.

She lifted her chin slightly, and Ye Jiaolan got up as if she had received a gift, and ran back to her room.

Hearing the sound of rummaging through boxes next door, Tangxi yawned, her eyes fell on Mrs. Liu, and she said in a coquettish tone, "Mother, I'm so sleepy."

Liu Shi glared at her.

My heart is trembling.

If you're sleepy, go to sleep, watch what I do, and call me mother... Mrs. Liu's heart feels cold.

What the hell is this little bitch trying to do?
After a stick of incense.

"Sister, all my belongings have been found out..." Ye Jiaolan ran in panting, carrying a big package on her back, sweating profusely but trying to smile, this look was a bit sad.

Then when she raised her eyes, she petrified.

I saw her poor mother lying on the cold ground with only a thin layer of quilt spread under her body. The quilt was dark and hadn't been washed for a long time.

But Ye Zhilan was lying on the big kang, occupying the whole kang.

Hearing the sound, Tangxi rolled his eyelids, and yawned again: "Let's put things on the table, by the way, go to the firewood room and get my bedding."

This kang is too hard, and I fell asleep on my back.

There was originally a mattress, but she thought it was dirty, so she threw it to Mrs. Liu.

There were only some clean clothes under him.

Fortunately, Ye Zhilan is a hardworking girl. Although she lives in the firewood house, she washes all the bedding and bedding clean.

She didn't want to move, so she woke up Ye Jiaolan.

Ye Jiaolan was very wronged, Ye Zhilan used to take care of her, she was favored by Liu's ten fingers without touching the sun, she was a rare and delicate girl in the village.

When did you ever do such a job of serving people?

It was Ye Zhilan who she looked down on the most to serve.

Ye Jiaolan sniffed, tears rolled in her eyes, her little daughter-in-law seemed to put the package full of all her belongings on the table, and dawdled towards the door.

Tangxi ordered impatiently: "Hurry up!"

Ye Jiaolan trembled in fright, and cried straight away, she didn't dare to wipe it, she ran away, and in the blink of an eye, she carried Ye Zhilan's quilt from the firewood room next door.

Tangxi rolled over and got out of bed, rubbing her back while ordering her: "Give me a bed."

Ye Jiaolan's mouth was so pouted that an oil pot could hang on it, and tears were falling.

She dared not speak out, hugged the quilt, and looked at the big kang with some blank eyes.

She, she doesn't know how to make a bed, she has never made a bed by herself.

She bit her lip, pitifully.

Quietly turning her head to look at Tangxi, she closed her eyes, put the mattress on, and rolled it out clumsily.

The shop is not neat, crumpled, already tired and out of breath.

Tangxi: ...

So squeamish, it really fits her name.

Although I disliked it, I still watched her fix it, and then drove the person away.

Try lying on it, it's okay, moderately soft and hard.

However, she suddenly raised her eyes, just in time to see the resentment in Ye Jiaolan's eyes that was too late to withdraw.

It seems that I still haven't learned well.

Tangxi's eyes rolled: "It's still a bit hard, sister, can you lend me your bedding as well." The kind of borrowing but never repaying.

Ye Jiaolan's eyes widened and she forgot to cry.

"No..." No way, how would she sleep without the bedding?

It's Liangqiu right now, she will freeze to death!

However, facing Shang Tangxi's smiling face, she was heartbroken.

She dare not.

If she refuses, will this violent woman hit her with her fist like he beat her brother and the others.

Thinking of this possibility, Ye Jiaolan shuddered.

Nodding in humiliation: "Okay."

"Thank you so much." Tangxi smiled happily, but her eyes were dark and dull: "Don't worry, when my sister gets married, I will return the mattress to you, and I will also give you mine by the way."

Ye Jiaolan almost spat blood on Tangxi's face.

Ah bah, who cares about your bedding made of rags!
Only when you get married... God knows when you will get married, maybe you will never get married for the rest of your life, and you will die at home. Who would want this kind of fierce woman who can beat people!

Ye Jiaolan thought maliciously in her heart.

She sniffed, and aggrievedly went to fetch her soft, clean and fragrant bedding.

When handing it to Tangxi, he was still reluctant to let go.

Tangxi grabbed it ruthlessly, with a smile like a flower: "My sister is so kind, I am so grateful for her generosity."

Ye Jiaolan lowered her head, not letting her ferocious face fall into Tangxi's eyes.

He hummed vaguely.

Lying on the soft bed, Tangxi was satisfied, mainly because she couldn't resist the drowsiness coming round after round.

She waved her hands perfunctorily: "It's getting late, sister, go back to sleep quickly."

Ye Jiaolan hummed and went back in silence.

When passing by Liu's side, Liu called her to stop in a low voice.

"Jiao'er, I'll cover you with mother's quilt." She struggled to half sit up, and hugged her quilt to Ye Jiaolan with difficulty.

Ye Jiaolan looked at the black mark on it, almost subconsciously avoided it, and frowned in disgust.

But a very sensible remedy: "No need, mother, you are still sick, you'd better cover it up, I'm still young, I can carry it."

Mrs. Liu didn't see the hypocrisy in her eyes, and was a little moved.

Sure enough, the daughter is the little padded jacket, and she deserves to love her daughter.

Liu could not refuse and stuffed the quilt into Ye Jiaolan's arms: "Hey, cover it up, mother is not afraid of the cold."

Ye Jiaolan didn't dodge, hugging the quilt, she always felt a stench going straight into her nose.

(End of this chapter)