Chapter 867 The scum brother, scum father, get away (13)
"Yan'er?" Mrs. Zhang came over worriedly. This was the first time she saw Meng Wenang in such a miserable state. She subconsciously glanced inside the house, remembering that Meng Chongxi was paralyzed and couldn't get out, and she felt a little lucky.
It doesn't matter if he's paralyzed, at least Yan'er won't be beaten.
This was a momentary thought in her mind, but she quickly put it aside, feeling that such an idea was not good.
Qian Yan let go of Meng Wenang, and Meng Wenang got up from the ground and was about to hit her.
She had no choice but to teach this cowardly dog at home a lesson.
"Don't fight, Yan'er, don't fight..."
"You'd better be more obedient." Qian Yan threw away the stick in his hand and glanced coldly at Meng Wen'ang, who was curled up on the ground with his head in his arms.
Meng Wenang was really scared.
Mrs. Zhang knew that Meng Chongxi was paralyzed and could not get up, so she was not that afraid and went to cook quickly. She did not say a word about Meng Wenang being beaten.
Shouldn't he be beaten?
Meng Wenang sneaked into Meng Chongxi's room secretly and cried bitterly and said this, making Meng Chongxi's eyes red with anger.
"Dad, tomorrow is the time for Boss Huang to collect debts. I have to go out and hide. I can't stay at home, otherwise my future will be ruined if I break my finger."
"But I have no money, so I can only come and get some money."
"Dad, if you agree, just blink."
Of course Meng Chongxi agreed, this was his lifeblood. Knowing that he would agree, Meng Wenang had already searched the house, quickly found the money bag containing the silver, took it and rushed outside.
Unable to sell Meng Qianyan, he had no choice but to do this.
As for what would happen to the family after he left, he didn't think much about it.
Meng Chongxi, who was lying on the bed, felt relieved. Just as he let go of his worries, Meng Wenang screamed outside. He struggled to get up, but couldn't. He could only look outside with force, but unfortunately he couldn't see the situation at all.
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Qian Yan beat Meng Wenang again and took the money bag: "If a man does something wrong, he has to bear it. Why did you run away? Doesn't it mean that you want to be the master of the house? When something goes wrong, all you can think of is running away.
Being the master of the family is better than being a pig."
Meng Wenang was so humiliated that his face turned red. This was the most humiliating day in his life.
Qian Yan picked him up and threw him into the house: "You can't run away. If you run away, what will the gambling house tell you tomorrow? If you run away, you have to let them cut off two of your fingers before running away."
"Yan'er, Yan'er, please let me go. I really don't want to have my fingers cut off."
Qian Yan found the rope and tied up Meng Wen'ang: "Please?"
"It's just that you couldn't beat me, so you thought of begging me. When have you ever been so kind to me? You were thinking of selling me for money before."
She tapped an acupuncture point in Meng Wenang's body to ensure that even if he broke free from the rope, he wouldn't have the strength to run far, and then she went out to work with peace of mind.
Meng Wenang was yelling inside the house, and she felt it was noisy, so she came in and tied his mouth with a piece of cloth. He could only whine inside the house, and his voice could not be heard outside.
At the dinner table, there were only Mr. Zhang and Qian Yan.
Mrs. Zhang glanced inside the room and asked with some anxiety: "Yan'er, has this matter been decided like this?"
"Mom can't bear to leave my eldest brother? Do you want to sell me?"
"No." Mrs. Zhang shook her head quickly, "What if your father gets better..."
Then mother and daughter would have to live a life like hell. With how well Meng Chongxi protected his cubs, Yan'er would probably suffer a big loss.
"Mom, even Meng Wenang could be beaten to the ground by me, let alone dad."
Mrs. Zhang was stunned and then heard Qian Yan say: "The father and son are unreliable."
Zhang burst into tears. Isn't this how women live? Marry a chicken and follow the chicken.