The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Mengyao watched silently curse her middle-aged woman, frowned to death, didn't they all say ancient people were loyal and honest? Why are these women like bitches?

She was already trying not to let her go once. After all, Yang Xiu-er was right. If she really wanted to send Roche to the county, her reputation would be completely ruined. A girl whose reputation was completely ruined could marry her? Think of things that are impossible.

Even if she hates Rochelle any more, she can't work with Yang Xiu-er's reputation.

It's just, how could this Roche do that? Haven't they heard that before? If they don't do it, they won't die?

Yang Xiu-er's face changed dramatically. She could feel that Ning Mengyao's heart had been soft just now, but now she is being implemented a few sentences. Get it. It's really hard to say what will happen now.

Without waiting for Yang Xiu-er to say anything, Ning Mengyao walked in front of Roche and threw a few slaps on Roche's face.

“Not for yourself, but for your daughter. Is it really okay to get dirty like this?” Mengyao looked at Roche's face like a pig's head.

When Roche opened his mouth, his face hurt hot. When Yang Hua saw his daughter-in-law beaten, he was angry. He could beat this person, no one else could.

“This is your elder, Ning Mengyao, you actually did it, you tough woman.” Yang Huaqi's face was reddish.

Ning Mengyao looked at Yang Hua in silence. When did she become a tough woman again? Is that why you slapped me? If she's a tough woman, what are modern women everywhere?

“Forget it, it seems that I am kind enough to be treated as a donkey liver and lung. Please help me.” Ning Mengyao glanced at the Yang Hua family and said faintly.

After listening, Yang hurried over, helping to tie Roh up and then dragged him onto the bull cart and headed toward town.

Seeing the cow truck slowly leave, Yang Xiu-er reacted. He rushed over and stopped them: “I know it was my parents' fault about Mengyao, but... but can you spare her once in my face? ”

“How big is your face?” Ning Mengyao looked at Yang Xiu-er coldly. They didn't cherish the opportunity once, which is not her fault: “Le La opened Yang Xiu-er. ”

Yang Lele nodded, pulled Yang Xiuyer away, and the driver took someone away.

Nobody said Ning Mengyao's heart was harsh, nobody said she was too harsh, they all thought it should be, they could see that Ning Mengyao was really going to let go of Ro Shi, but she came to curse others when she was going to let go, isn't that what poked people's hearts and minds? That's what she deserves.

Roche was taken to the county, Ning Mengyao quarreled with the county grandfather, because he slept perfectly and didn't make a scene. The county grandfather's face was ugly. Now I hear that this man actually stole, and there is plenty of evidence, and everything is still in their house.

One plate at a time goes down, and he's going to be locked up for three months.

After this matter was handled, Ningmeng Yaochong County Grandpa thanked him and then turned around and went back to Baishan Village with the Yang family in a cattle cart.

When the three of them returned, the villagers had not dispersed. After knowing that Roche had been beaten by ten boards and was still locked up for three months, Yang Xiuyer almost didn't faint. At this time, Yang Hua also reacted. It was their own fault.

Everyone took this result for granted, so they went home. Mengyao gave the owner of the car some copper plates, which was why he took his things back.

As for that can of oil, she won't, because it's all dirty on the surface, disgusting to see.

After Ning Mengyao and the others left, Yang Xiu-er's eyes were filled with shadows: “I won't let that happen. ”

She was so low in her courtship. How could she not be angry if Mengyao still ignored it? How can you not be angry?

It's not just her, it's the Yang Le family. She won't let it go. Sooner or later, let them pay the price they deserve for this.

“Xiu Er...”

“Dad, don't worry, I'll figure it out.” Yang Xiu-er interrupted Yang Hua's words and said softly, but he felt that this father was really useless. If he couldn't help, forget it, he was still here to help.