The little poodle that she had held on her lap like a baby was so frightened that she hid under the bed with her tail between her legs, whined and peed a lot.

Yang Ruoqing took a step forward, reached out and grabbed Yang Huamei's hair.

On this head, I don’t know if it’s because I put too much oil on it, or because Yang Huamei has an endocrine disorder, so she grabbed a hand of oil, it’s so disgusting

Yang Ruoqing didn't care anymore. She grabbed hold of her and pulled her back hard, exposing Yang Huamei's face.

He raised his hand, pointed it at the big acne-ridden face, and moved his arms left and right.

"I told you to beat Xiao An. I told you to beat Xiao An."

There was a crackling sound that made the fat on Yang Huamei's cheeks tremble.

From that mouth came out a series of miserable howls.

Several times, Yang Huamei also tried to fight back.

However, this mountain of flesh that seems to be humming is all fake.

She was crippled and disabled by the Tan family, but she was so fat that she couldn't exert any energy.

Not to mention a fight, even if I lower my head to put on my shoes and pick something up, I can't even breathe.

And Yang Ruoqing, like Yang Huamei, was also a fat man who only knew how to eat, drink and defecate.

But since she was soul-pierced, she has actively participated in labor and has obviously lost a lot of fat on her body.

People lose weight but gain strength.

In addition, the secret agent's background was there, not to mention Yang Huamei. Even if Mrs. Liu led Ms. Tan over there and rushed into the house, Ms. Liu and Ms. Tan could not pull Yang Ruoqing away.

"Damn fat girl, let go, let go quickly"

Mrs. Tan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. She tried her best to suck the milk, but she couldn't pull Yang Ruoqing away from Yang Huamei's bed.

Mrs. Liu didn't dare to enter the house. She stood at the door of the house and watched the battle while shouting in a high voice, "This is terrible, fat girl is going to beat Meier to death. Come, help me."

"Ah, third sister-in-law, you came just in time, hurry up, hurry up, your fat girl wants to kill Mei'er."

Mrs. Sun, who had just run to the door of the east wing, almost fell down when she heard this.

Without thinking about asking any more questions, he rushed into Yang Huamei's house.

Beside the bed, Yang Huamei was lying on her back, with her elephant legs kicking desperately.

A figure was sitting on Yang Huamei's body, one hand was strangled around Yang Huamei's almost invisible neck, and the other hand was slapping Yang Huamei on the face.

Mrs. Tan was stamping her feet anxiously, crying so hard that her hair was all messed up.

Suddenly, Mrs. Tan thought of something, and a gloomy look flashed in her eyes.

She took out a large embroidery needle for sewing quilts from her body and quietly walked around behind Yang Ruoqing.

It was about to plunge into Yang Ruoqing's body.

He was snatched away by a figure.

"Mom, how could you stab my Qing'er with a needle?"

The person who grabbed the needle was none other than Mr. Sun.

Mrs. Sun glanced at the embroidery needle in her hand and broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, I caught up with him, otherwise, if this needle was inserted, my daughter would have to shed her skin even if she died.

When Tan saw that the person who ruined her affairs was Sun, she was furious.

Like a madman, he raised his hand to scratch Mrs. Sun, "You damn black-hearted woman, look at the good girl you taught, you are trying to kill me, Mei'er."

"Mother, mother, don't do this. Just let go first. I'll persuade Qing'er to let go too."

Mrs. Sun dodged Mrs. Tan's scratches while crying and comforting her.

On the other side of the bed, Daan took off one of his shoes and handed it to Yang Ruoqing.

"Sister, take this to honor our sister-in-law."

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Daan's clean shoe soles, shook her head and said, "The soles are too clean. How can you honor our sister-in-law if there is no material? The dog under the bed just peed, you know."

Daan understood immediately, dipped the shoe in the dog urine, then held his nose and handed it to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing smiled brightly, took the shoes with added materials, and lifted them up.

Beneath her, Yang Huamei could clearly hear and see every word and deed of the siblings.

The smelly dog ​​urine on the shoes fell onto her face and mouth, making Yang Ruoqing feel sick and almost fainted.

The eyes that were squeezed into a slit by the fat no longer had the overbearing arrogance they had before.

Fear, fear, and begging for mercy filled her eyes.

Yang Ruoqing's throat was strangled and she couldn't make a cry for mercy. She could only shake her head desperately.

Yang Ruoqing was indifferent to this. She waved Daan's small size shoes and slapped Yang Huamei's size 46 face.

The crackling sound creates a sense of rhythm and texture, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

"Are you making such a big fuss? Stop it."

A majestic roar sounded from behind, like thunder on the ground, shaking the beams of the house overhead.

The little poodle under the bed couldn't hold it in any longer and took a loud "poof!"

The stinking smell suddenly filled the small room.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and saw Lao Yang entering the house with a dark cloud above his head.

"Hey, the monkeys have moved in for reinforcements."

Yang Ruoqing said, and she jumped off Yang Huamei's body unhurriedly and stood aside.

Mrs. Tan didn't bother to torment Mrs. Sun anymore, she howled and threw herself to the bedside.

Glancing at Yang Huamei's face, Tan's crying tone changed.

He hugged Yang Huamei into his arms and howled "My son, my life and heart"

Old Yangtou also saw Yang Huamei's nosebleeds and was so angry that he trembled all over.

Before Lao Yangtou could get mad, Yang Hualin, the second child who was following Lao Yangtou, jumped out first.

"Fat girl, you're crazy. Your sister-in-law just came home today. If she provokes you, you'll have to kill her."

Yang Ruoqing snorted coldly at Yang Hualin, "Second uncle, that's a good question. Why did I hit my sister-in-law? It's not strange if others don't know. You, the person involved, must act stupid instead."

When Yang Hualin heard this, his eyes rolled.

"You damn fat girl, I don't know what you're talking about. In short, Mei'er is your sister-in-law, so it's wrong for you to hit your elders," Yang Hualin said.

"It's up to you to control who my aunt is hitting." Yang Ruoqing pushed Yang Hualin back unceremoniously.

"How dare you dare to criticize my third child in this movie and not teach me? I'll do it."

Yang Hualin rolled up his sleeves and was about to come over to hit Yang Ruoqing, but Lao Suntou, who came from behind, pinched his arm.

"Yang Lao Er, Qing'er is my granddaughter, if you want to beat her, have you asked me if I've asked the old man?"

Old Suntou's voice was also very magnificent. Even though he was carrying a burden on his back, the vicissitudes of the old man's aura were still a bit shocking.

"Fat Ya is the granddaughter of the old Yang family. This is the matter of our old Yang family. You, an outsider, have no business and are meddling in it." Yang Hualin said loudly and bravely.

"Okay, you don't want your dog skin, go and try it now."
Chapter completed!