Transmigration to become a peasant girl

Chapter 120
Yang Chan'er thought, "Are you sick?" Given the grievances between their family and the people in the Yang family's old house, it would be good if she didn't poison them, and she was hoping for her to detoxify them. I really don't know Yang Dalang's brain How did it grow, thinking that she would fall for such a simple aggressive method, Yang Chan'er thought so, but there was an expression of extreme grievance on her face, and she wanted to cry.

"Yang Dalang, I don't know why the people in your old house poisoned our family and insisted on forcing us to a dead end, but you can't falsely accuse me of drugging your family. I am a five-year-old girl, although A few days ago, I paid homage to a master, and learned to recognize some herbal medicines from the master, but I have only learned for so long, let alone prescribing medicines, even if the herbs are not complete, how could I prescribe medicines for you, I was afraid of accidentally taking medicines This is not for fun." Yang Chan'er patted her small chest as she spoke, looking a little scared.

"You disgusting stinky girl, who will show you this dead look, dare you do it but dare not admit it, be careful, I will slap you to death!" Yang Dalang became more and more impatient, and urgently needed a moment to vent his anger. Therefore, the more he scolded, the more fierce he became, Yang Chan'er's mouth curled up into a sneer, this cowardly guy, scolding is very enjoyable, right, this girl makes you feel better, Yang Chan'er thought about turning his eyes to Yang Erlang who was aside.

"Yang Erlang, what are you still doing there? Didn't the second uncle tell you to cut Dalang's little fingers too much? You won't be so useless. You can't even chop off a finger. Hurry up and make a click with the knife. It's over, don't dawdle, if the toxin spreads again later, you have to chop off the whole palm, if you delay the matter, I will see if the second uncle doesn't fight for you by then." Yang Chan'er's voice carried Slightly cold and harsh, Yang Erlang was already very nervous when he was given this thankless job by Yang Lao Er, so he dared not do anything. At this time, Yang Chan'er came to Yang Dalang with a knife.

"Brother Hall, stretch out your finger so I can chop it up." Yang Erlang said tremblingly, thinking in his heart, don't be afraid, if you see blood, you will see blood, so you have the right to kill a chicken and put it on Da Lang's little finger. Then chop it hard and it's over, it's easier than killing a chicken. Yang Erlang really didn't feel so nervous when he thought about it, and looked at Yang Dalang eagerly.

Hearing what Yang Erlang said, Yang Dalang not only didn't take out his hand, but looked at the knife in Yang Erlang's hand and shrank back. Yang Erlang waited for a while and saw that Yang Dalang hadn't stretched out his hand, and he was a little impatient, thinking about it. It's just chopping off a finger, Dalang is like a woman like a mother-in-law.

"Brother Hall, you should be quicker. You can cut horizontally or vertically, but it's just a matter of getting hurt. I will take it easy." Yang Erlang is not the one who will have his fingers chopped off, he naturally speaks cheaply Of course, it’s a different matter if it’s really him. You have to know that when the big guy was fighting with Xiong Xiazi, Yang Dalang just hid a little bit far away, but Yang Erlang left the Yang family and ran away. Which of the two is more courageous? Whoever is less courageous can still be seen.

Yang Chan'er was also impatient with Yang Dalang's cowering appearance, she said that she was really sleepy and wanted to sleep, so she looked at Yang's second brother, "Second Uncle, the poison in Dalang's hands can't be delayed, It's really useless to drag it on like this."

(End of this chapter)