Don't be too sweet

Chapter 908 Pumping People ([-])

Chapter 908 Pumping People ([-])
If it was a real relative, would they step on your feet?

He Shanshan closed her eyes, with anger on her face.

"Second aunt, you are too much! I'm married now, and my husband doesn't dislike me. How come you dislike me?!"

He Shanshan knew that there was no need to explain to these people whether she was innocent or not, everyone would judge for themselves, believe it or not.

If you don't believe it, it doesn't make sense for her to explain.

"Your husband doesn't dislike you because he knew you were a broken shoe!" He Zhengshi didn't forget to reply after being whipped.

"Heh, is there any man who doesn't dislike him? What's more, I'm married to Yang Jiu, who hasn't heard of him in ten miles and eight villages?" He Shanshan sneered.

Some people think, yes, if He Shanshan is really a broken shoe, her husband would have disliked her long ago, how can they get married properly?

However, there are still some people who think that the He family should benefit Yang Jiu or something, and such people don't need to explain, and they won't listen at all.

"Furthermore..." The whip on He Shanshan's waist twitched.

"I don't want to, who can move me?" While He Shanshan was speaking, she whipped the whip and slammed it on the ground with a "crack" sound.

Everyone was taken aback by her appearance.

With a wave of the whip in He Shanshan's hand, He Zhengshi's waist was encircled by the whip. She raised her hand, and He Zhengshi flew up. She shook her hand, and He Zhengshi, who was encircled by the whip, was thrown to the ground.

He Shanshan's movements were said to be slow, but in fact they were only a momentary event, so fast that most people didn't see clearly.

But the onlookers saw He Shanshan's strength and her neat and handsome movements.

The girls onlookers didn't know why, but at that moment, their hearts were moved by a little woman, and their cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

"bump--"

He Zhengshi's forehead was sweating from the pain, she couldn't remember for a while, this was the first time she was hit on the ground today.

"He Shanshan is just a worn-out shoe...you can't let others say it...you can't change the fact..."

He Zhengshi gasped in pain, not forgetting to smear.

He Shanshan stretched out her hand again, this time even faster. No one could see the marks on the whip clearly, and He Zhengshi was picked up and smashed to the ground again.

"Keep your mouth clean," He Shanshan said coldly.

"You are... a broken shoe..."

It was rare for He Zhengshi to be stubborn, and He Shanshan raised her hand again to shake the whip, so she was hit again by He Shanshan.

This is the third time, this time He Zheng's dizziness is so severe that he dare not speak of He Shanshan anymore.

"Girl, don't steal your hands, mother," Zhang Qiao stepped forward.

"Mother, don't worry, the road is a public place, she can lie down if she likes, we pack it up and go home," He Shanshan wrapped the whip back around her waist.

And at this time, everyone noticed that it turned out that... that beautiful and weak little girl was always wearing a whip around her waist!

Some lustful people retreated when they noticed He Shanshan's force. Of course, there were some who were unwilling to give up.

To put it bluntly, some people who commit crimes always shift their fault or responsibility to others.

When she is caught, she will also say, who made her look so beautiful and not stay at home?Come out to seduce people?
"Girl, you are right," Zhang Qiao nodded and turned to go in.

He Zhengshi lay motionless on the bed, just staring at Zhang Qiaoshou and the others.

After cleaning, He Shanshan and the others went back to Duofu Village.

For the time being, they used the Yang family carriage.

Now the carriage is empty except for the tools for carrying food.

Everyone can go back in the carriage.

As for He Zhengshi who was still lying on the ground in front of the store, except for the curious glances of passers-by, the He family did not soften their hearts.

(End of this chapter)