Zhou Shaoyong looked at Cheng Niu Mei with a smile: "Little sister, uncle has nothing to take care of now, but I'm afraid I have to trouble little sister to take out the empty bowl in uncle's hand."

Yes, in just a while, Zhou Shaoyong finished the bowl of noodles that Cheng Chunya had just served for him.

Although he could still eat another bowl, Zhou Shaoyong was embarrassed to ask for it again.

"Uncle, please give me the bowl! No trouble," Cheng Niumei took the bowl from Zhou Shaoyong's hand, "Uncle, are you thirsty? Do you want me to get you a bowl of water?"

"Uncle is not thirsty," Zhou Shaoyong said, "By the way, little sister, I seemed to have heard you crying just now. Were you being bullied?"

"Also, why are you and your mother the only ones at home? Where is your father?"

"I don't have a father," Cheng Niumei said with a somewhat disappointed expression, "My father married another woman outside and didn't want my mother anymore, so I followed my mother, and my brother was given to my father."

"The person who bullied me just now was my brother, but my mother said that my brother is no longer my brother. If my brother bullies me again in the future, I don't have to give in to him. I will give him whatever he wants to bully me.

Call back."

"Uncle, since you are not thirsty, I will take the bowl and go out first." As soon as she finished speaking, Cheng Niumei turned around and walked out.

Zhou Shaoyong sighed, he really didn't expect that the woman who rescued him was a miserable woman.

Zhou Shaoyong really doesn't understand, how can a man be unkind and unjust?

Thinking of my deceased wife...

A sad expression appeared on Zhou Shaoyong's face.

Zhou Shaoyong is thirty-five years old, but he is alone, without even a child.

He and his wife were a revolutionary couple, but in the second year of their marriage, his wife was hit by a shell and died in a field hospital. At that time, she still had a five-month-old belly.

The death of his wife was such a heavy blow to Zhou Shaoyong that he still has not been able to fully recover from the painful blow of losing his wife.

It is also because of this that the leaders of the army have tried to introduce him to people many times over the years, but he has rejected them all.

"Han Baojun, you damn bastard, get out of here." Cheng Chunya started cursing as soon as she arrived at Han's house.

This immediately attracted the neighbors on the left and right.

"Chunya, what are you doing? What did your Baojun do to make you so angry?" A woman asked at the entrance of the Han family's yard, looking at Cheng Chunya who was standing in the Han family's yard.

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"What about her Baojun?" Mrs. Han rushed out of the house, "My Baojun has nothing to do with her Cheng Chunya for a long time. You rotten-tongued woman, what are you doing?"

"I said, Mrs. Han, your mouth is full of shit, aren't you?" The woman immediately shouted back, "What did I say! What did I say!"

"Is there something wrong with what I said? Or, your Baojun was not born from Chunya's belly at all."

"That's right," someone immediately continued, "Although Chunya and your grandson have severed the mother-child relationship, no matter how much you say, you can't deny the fact that your grandson was born from Chunya's belly, so what's wrong with what the magpie just said?

Of?"

"Go away, go away," Mother Han got angry, "You lousy bitches, get out of here right now."

"And you," Mother Han pointed at Cheng Chunya, "Why did you come to my house? I'm telling you, Cheng Chunya, my Baojun has nothing to do with you a long time ago. Don't dream if you think of your son coming to my house again.

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"It's your damn old woman who's dreaming!" Cheng Chunya said with a sneer, "As for a bastard like your Baojun, only your damn old woman is interested."

"Call that damn bastard right away. He dares to bully my daughter. I'm so impatient!"

"If I hadn't taught him a lesson today, he would have thought that I, Cheng Chunya, was easy to bully."

"What, Baojun bullied your girl?" The people standing at the gate of the yard watching the excitement immediately started talking again.

"That damn bastard Baojun has gone too far. Why did he bully his own sister?"

"Is this so strange? You know how Han Baojun, that damn bastard, threatened to kill Chun Ya? Even his own mother can say such cruel words, let alone bully his own sister."

"Cheng Chunya," Mother Han yelled angrily, "You are too courageous, aren't you? You want to teach my grandson a lesson, but you don't even know what you are."

"You still want to teach my grandson a lesson, let me tell you, if you dare to touch my grandson, try it and see if my old woman doesn't fight you."

"Oh! I'm so scared!" Cheng Chunya quickly stepped forward and grabbed Han Mu's collar, "Damn old woman, please open your eyes and see clearly. Do I, Cheng Chunya, dare to teach your grandson a lesson?"

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As soon as she finished speaking, Cheng Chunya pushed Mother Han to the ground and walked into the house.

"Whoa whoa whoa!"

"Cheng Chunya, stop it, stop it."

Soon Han Baojun's cry and Han's father's angry voice could be heard in the room.

"Cheng Chunya, my old lady will fight with you." Mother Han quickly got up from the ground and rushed into the house.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Ah! Stop smashing it, stop smashing it, Cheng Chunya, stop it quickly, stop smashing it."

"Woo! Cheng Chunya, you are such a heartless woman, you dare to destroy my house, do you still have any humanity?"

People watching the excitement outside could only hear the sound of things being smashed inside the Han family house.

Of course, there is also the sound of Mother Han crying, which sounds really miserable!

Some people who really liked to watch the excitement couldn't help but walked in from the door of the courtyard outside and came to the door of the Han family's house to take a look.

At this time, Father Han and Mother Han were tied to the kang in the hall with ropes, while Han Baojun, the dead bastard, was tied up and hung up.

But Cheng Chunya was still smashing things at this time.

Ouch! That’s terrible!

Cheng Chunya smashed everything that could be smashed in the Han family house.

After smashing the last chair, Cheng Chunya took a feather duster from the kang and hit Han Baojun who was hanging up: "If you dare to bully my daughter, if you dare to bully my daughter, I will beat you to death."

This damn bastard."

"Wow!" Han Baojun naturally cried loudly after being beaten again, but his little mouth was still firm, "What if I bullied you? Not only did I bully you, but I will also sell your daughter to you for money in the future.

Already."

"Ha!" Cheng Chunya stopped the feather duster in his hand, "You sold my daughter. You, Han Baojun, are so bold. Who gave you the courage to say that you sold my daughter?"

"My grandma gave it to me," Han Baojun said forcefully, "My grandma said that the money-losing goods are for sale. You hateful woman, just wait for me. Sooner or later, I will sell Niu Mei's money-losing goods.
Chapter completed!