The happy life of Queen Nong

Chapter 150 Fighting
Early the next morning, Ning Dazhu got up as usual, dressed, washed, ate, and then went to smoke under an old elm tree at the door with a dry pipe.

He took a sip, squinted his eyes, and enjoyed the morning sun and rain, feeling particularly comfortable.

If there is any discomfort, it is to have an unfilial descendant.

"Tsk tsk, this Ning Qingsang, why didn't a bolt of lightning strike her to death? It's really unreasonable, unreasonable, God, you are blind!"

Ning Dazhu babbled on and on for a long time, feeling his mouth was dry, and was going to go to the opposite river to drink water.

The river water in ancient times was very clean, even as clear as glass, and the spring water was clear and sweet, without any toxins.

Ning Dazhu likes the water in the upper reaches of the river the most.

He walked over here smoking a dry cigarette, and saw many people pointing at him.

It was inexplicably said last night, and it's the same today. Even if Ning Dazhu is made of mud, he is still angry!
"What's the noise? Why are you all stretching your necks like turtles?"

Ning Dazhu pointed at a woman who was usually timid and yelled angrily. The woman shrank her neck in fright, turned around and ran away.

But there are many good nuns around her, and when they see their good sister being bullied, they immediately express their dissatisfaction.

"What are you doing? You have done such a shameful thing, why don't others say it?"

A bold woman said coldly, with a disgusted look on her face.

This move completely annoyed Ning Dazhu. He felt that he was going crazy, so he roared and rushed towards the woman.

"Woman, I tore your mouth!"

"Oh, my God, I killed someone, help me, that old man of the Ning family is going to murder for money!"

This woman was also a formidable character. Seeing that her momentum was wrong, she quickly ran and squeezed into crowded places.

Soon, villagers with good deeds gathered one after another, and some even went to stop Ning Dazhu.

Although Ning Dazhu was only in his 50s, he was old after all. He jumped up and down, and then he was beaten up by the enraged villagers.

After Qingsang got the news that her grandfather was beaten, she immediately dragged Xiao Lin to go.

By the small river in the village, Ning Dazhu had a bruised nose and a swollen face, with blood on the corner of his mouth. He was covering his forehead and cursing at the villagers who beat him.

The beaters let him scold them because they had done something wrong.

Qingsang watched her grandfather being beaten into a pig's head, not to mention how happy she was, she secretly smiled, but her face was full of grief and pain.

She ran to the villagers who beat them, bowed and apologized to them: "I'm sorry uncles and aunts, are we the grandchildren, please don't be angry!"

"Girl Qingsang, this has nothing to do with you, it's all the shameless old man's fault! I think you should separate your family as soon as possible. How uncomfortable is it to live with this kind of person all day long?"

"Isn't it? Hurry up and split up!"

Then, these villagers began to encourage Qingsang to separate.

Qingsang's big eyes blinked and blinked, with tears in her eyes, and she was still hesitating, but Xiao Lin who was at the side suddenly dragged her to Liu Lizheng's house.

"Sonny, if you don't want to talk about it, then I will do it for you!"

"Yes, we all support it, let's go, go to Li Zheng's house and talk!"

So, a group of villagers followed Xiao Lin to Liu Weiliang's house.

(End of this chapter)