I saw a small figure flying forward and hitting the third lady hard on the waist.
The third lady was caught off guard and was suddenly pushed up to her waist. She yelled "Ouch" and stumbled forward a few steps.
The two little girls beside her hurriedly stepped forward to support her. At the same time, they exclaimed "Third Madam".
Several people rushed to support her, but the third lady could hardly stand up straight because of the pain in her back.
Jiang Nianru was shocked and turned pale. She called out "Mother" and quickly reached out to help her.
While supporting her mother, she turned to glare at the evil kid.
The child looked seven or eight years old, with a chubby face. He was wearing a bright yellow fine silk satin robe, but his body was much taller and stronger than the average young child.
At this time, the child's eyes actually exuded strong malice, giving off a tiger-wolf-like aura.
He opened his mouth wide and stuck out his tongue, making a very ugly face, and let out bursts of malicious laughter in the direction of the third lady.
Jiang Nianru was so angry that he burst out on the spot, "You little beast, how dare you hurt my mother? Why don't someone come and take him down?"
"Which of you dares to touch my son?" A sharp shout came from the side.
Mrs. Qiu looked up and saw a woman in her mid-twenties, with a peach blossom face and a plump body walking over quickly.
She grabbed the little boy's arm with one hand and looked at all of them with evil eyes, with deep wariness and hostility hidden in her eyes.
Mrs. Han held her waist, trembling with anger, "You bitch, look what kind of shit you have taught me. That little beast who disrespects his elders, how dare he want to enter our Jiang family? Bah.
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Liang Xiaomei had a look of annoyance on her face, with blazing anger in her eyes, "Madam, you are too mean in what you say. What does he, a child, know, and you want to argue with him like this?"
"He is only as old as you are. You are too narrow-minded to care about everything like this with a child."
"Madam, you have stopped me from entering the house for so many years, but now you want to let the Jiang family's bones and blood be left out?"
"Look, all of you, come and take a look." Liang Xiaomei shouted while grabbing her shivering daughter who was hiding behind her.
She had a son in one hand and a daughter in the other. She shouted to the third lady with a proud look on her face, "I gave birth to a son and a daughter to your Lao Jiang family. Even if there is no credit, there must be hard work."
"Madam, it's okay for you to prevent me from entering. You can't let this pair of Jiang family members live outside, right?"
"My son is seven years old this year. It's time for him to be enlightened. If we don't let him recognize his ancestors and return to the clan, how can we find him a good teacher?"
"You want to single-handedly destroy my son and his career in the future!"
"I have seen fortune tellers before and told them that my son and daughter are all born with wealth and honor. I was also born to enjoy the blessing of being a son. You can't stop it, and none of you can stop it."
Han was so angry that she was so angry that she couldn't even utter a single word.
Jiang Nianru, a little girl, had never seen such a vixen in battle. She could only reach out to support her mother, and she almost burst into tears.
Jiang Nai looked at the mischievous and dishonest woman in front of him with ridicule, a cold glint flashed deep in his eyes.
Such a young child has no enlightenment, who knows if he has any talent for reading.