The old lady had a lot of strength, she hated Shen Yanhong to the core, and used all her strength, Shen Yanhong couldn't stand it, moaned loudly, and begged for mercy at first, but only humming was left behind.

"Grandma, stop fighting, Mom will be beaten to death."

Ye Lan pounced, trying to stop the old lady, but she was weak, and the old lady threw her away with one hand, and continued to whip Shen Yanhong with the other hand.

"You black-hearted sao goods, dare to poison the old lady, the old lady will beat you to death!"

The old lady scolded and scolded, lived for more than 60 years, and she usually made others suffer, but she beat the geese all her life, but she was pecked by the geese, and she couldn't swallow anything.

Shen Yanhong lay motionless on the ground, let the old lady beat her, a hole in her forehead was broken, and blood gushed out, Shen Yanhong's face was like gold paper, her eyes were closed, unconscious.

The old lady still hasn't relieved her hatred, not only smoking the spoon, but also kicking with her feet, "Don't pretend to be dead to the old lady, slut is cheap, play dead after a few beatings, I think the old lady will be afraid of you, hum, the old lady will beat again, kill you sao goods......"

Ye Zhiguo saw that something was wrong, and let the old lady fight again, Shen Yanhong was afraid that something was really going to happen, so she hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, "Mom, stop it, it's almost over, if you fight again, you will kill someone, your son and I will sue for killing people......"

"Mom...... Wake up, Mom, don't die......"

Ye Lan lay beside Shen Yanhong and screamed several times, but Shen Yanhong didn't even snort, the wound on her forehead was still bleeding, her clothes and the ground were covered with blood, and her face turned from gold to white, as white as paper.

The old lady looked at it, her heart skipped, it couldn't really be killed, right?

Why can't the sao widow fight so much?

Ye Zhiguo was also anxious, ran over and pinched people, pinched for a long time, Shen Yanhong woke up leisurely, hummed, the old lady couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but soon her face darkened, and scolded: "Pretend to be dead and scare the old lady, don't you beat you to death......

"Mom, stop fighting...... I'll take her to the hospital first. Ye Zhiguo stopped the old lady's big spoon, and his face was very serious.

The old lady was stunned, didn't talk back to her son, withdrew the spoon, looked at Shen Yanhong, who was moaning softly, and said sourly: "What hospital did you go to, your mother and I fell from the hill to the ditch back then, and the hole on my head was the size of a small wine cup, and I shed a lot of blood, and I only grabbed a handful of plant ash, and it was fine." ”

The widow must have pretended, and the old lady thought so.

She felt a little aggrieved in her heart, as soon as the sao widow pretended, her son fell to the side of the sao widow, and she was not allowed to teach the sao widow a lesson.

Ye Qingqing looked at it coldly, she still understood the bruises, Shen Yanhong's injuries were indeed a bit serious, but it was only a flesh injury, and it would be good to raise it for a few days, and it would not be to the extent that she couldn't get up.

Now this half-dead appearance, nine times out of ten, is pretended.

"Grandma, I'll help you put the spoon away!"

Ye Qingqing had an idea in her heart, walked towards the old lady, and when she passed by Shen Yanhong, she deliberately pretended not to see it, raised her foot and stepped on Shen Yanhong's hanging hand, and deliberately crushed it hard.

"Ah...... It hurts ......."

Shen Yanhong jumped as high as a spring, and her voice sounded quite neutral, not at all like the half-dead appearance before.

The old lady understood at a glance, her triangular eyes slashed at her, and then she waved a big iron spoon, "The old lady knows that you are pretending, kill you a fox, even the old lady dares to deceive ......"

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