pretty little cook

Chapter 411 Mother Ji ([-])

"A dish?" Mi Xiaowan sneered. "It's easy for you to say, do you know what that dish is?" Mi Xiaowan looked at Ji Huang with disdain. "I don't know why you have to cook that dish. I just want to tell you one thing, but no one with conscience will cook this dish for you. One dish is the life of a child. Baitian's child's life is still in such a cruel way, you can beat and kill if you want, I will definitely not cook this dish!"

The mother-in-law who pressed Mi Xiaowan was stunned, one dish, one child's life!They are all mothers of their children, this sentence makes them a little bit wrong, although there are many such dirty things in the backyard, and it is possible to kill a child, but they make children into vegetables, such things Still can't bear it.

Hearing Mi Xiaowan tell the truth so bluntly, Ji Huang's face twitched slightly, and his eyes were also closed. He knew, he knew that this matter was detrimental to morality, but for the sake of his old mother on the sick bed, even if he died After dying, he will go to hell, as long as his old mother will not suffer from the pain of the sick, he is willing!
Opening his eyes again, Ji Huang's eyes were full of determination. "Do it, when will she agree to cook and when will she stop!"

After the women were taken aback for a moment, they continued to move their hands, because Ji Huang had ordered not to injure the muscles and bones, so as not to hurt Mi Xiaowan and not be able to cook, so the places where the women clamped the sticks were not fingers, but calves.

The hands and feet were trapped, and the wives were very strong. Mi Xiaowan was almost powerless to resist. Because of some scruples, the wives didn't use much force, but the bones of both legs were under the pincers. , that kind of pain can be imagined.

"Ah~" Mi Xiaowan couldn't help but screamed.

Ji Huang closed his eyes again, he had to hold back!He absolutely must hold back!
"Huang'er, what are you doing?" Two women supported a woman tremblingly to the door, looking at the scene inside, the old woman stretched out her trembling fingers and asked.

"Er Niang!" Seeing the old woman Ji Huang panicked. "How did you get here?"

"Can I not hear such a big commotion?" The old woman pointed at the four women and scolded. "You still don't stop!"

After all, the old woman is Ji Huang's mother-in-law, the old lady in this mansion, the four women stopped immediately.

The old lady of Ji's mansion has always been in poor health, so the mansion has always asked for silence. How can the old lady lose her hearing when there is such a sudden commotion today.

Someone behind the old lady handed over a stool, the old lady sat on it, looked at Mi Xiaowan and asked. "What is this doing?"

"What are you doing? I also want to know what this is doing!" Mi Xiaowan's forehead was already beaded with sweat from the pain. At this moment, she felt a bit like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water. Anyway, she was being beaten. It's better to let yourself be happy! "I often hear people scold you for having eight lifetimes of virtue. I didn't know what it meant, but now I know that Mr. Ji lacks eight lifetimes of virtue, almost sixteen lifetimes of virtue. Already!"

Mi Xiaowan's words made the old lady's face turn purple in an instant, and so did Ji Huang, but Ji Huang couldn't even utter a word of rebuttal.

"It looks like he's standing here alone, but when the sun shines, he's a dog's shadow, and what's inside his stomach is not a human heart, but a wolf's heart and dog's lungs! You don't have to worry about what will happen after you die, Mr. Ji. Don't worry." , after you die, if you put it in front of the dog, the dog won't look at you!" Mi Xiaowan continued to scold.

(End of this chapter)