Hearing Granny Gu yelling like this, Song Zhenping, who was originally so angry, was about to explode: If he got into trouble, if he made his stepmother angry, his second uncle would beat him to death, and he would beat his younger brother to death!
Not knowing where he got the courage, Song Zhangping pinched Mrs. Gu's neck with both hands and screamed: "Come and fight! We will die together. If you want to kill my brother, I will kill you. I will drag your whole family to die together!"
Old Mrs. Gu was lifted off the ground by him, and she could only scream: "I'm going to beat someone to death, the cripple is going to beat someone to death!"
Hearing the shouting, Song Laoer, who was in the main room, rushed out with his shoes on.
Just when he saw Song Zhangping grabbing old Gu by his collar and knocking him against the firewood pile, he yelled: "Let's all die together!"
Song Laoer was anxious. He didn't know that Song Zhenping had taken the wrong medicine and was acting so abnormally today.
Seeing his mother screaming, Song Laoer rushed forward and kicked Song Zhenping in the waist, shouting: "Let go, you rebellious and unfilial beast."
His attack was fierce, and his kick was very powerful. As long as it was kicked straight, Song Zhenping's skinny monkey-like body would definitely not be able to withstand it.
Soon enough, the lock of the door to the side room that had been locked was violently broken, and a large ball of something flew out of the room and landed on Song Zhenping's waist. Song Laoer's kick also
Kick on the shadow...
Huh? What?
It was square and square, but still a little soft. Song Laoer's kick suddenly lost strength, and he also lost his center of gravity. He staggered a few steps to the side and almost missed his waist.
Song Laoer was a fat man in his prime, with a very powerful kick.
Even through the quilt, Song Zhangping, who was tired and hungry, still couldn't stabilize.
His body swayed, he stumbled a few steps, and fell into the firewood pile, his head covered by a dark cotton mattress.
Granny Gu, who was originally pinched in his hand, naturally let go.
Old Gu escaped from the trap, frightened and frightened. He crawled and rolled to the side and shouted: "Kill him, beat him to death, beat this wolf bastard to death."
As Song Zhangping got older, Mrs. Gu really felt like she couldn't control him.
Just like today, I dared to attack myself because I defeated Sangmenxing. Sometimes I really felt like I was raising a wolf cub.
Seeing her mother-in-law take action, little Gu came out of the kitchen, holding a fire stick and shouting: "You eat my house and live in my house, and you gave birth to two white-eyed wolves. Mother, where are you injured?"
Amid the shouts of his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, Song Laoer found his direction again and punched Song Zhangping, who had fallen into the firewood pile.
He yelled: "I don't believe it, you little brat has a bone in your bones. I need to teach this evil how to behave."
Song Zhangping fell into the firewood pile and couldn't get up for a while.
Thinking of the violent beatings he received from his second uncle and the sticks from Gu's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law every time he resisted, he instinctively covered his head and face with both hands, waiting for the pain to come.
I just hope that after I have endured it, I will stop beating my little brother.
Time passed slowly, and Song Zhangping did not wait for the expected fist. He only heard a faint female voice in the courtyard: "Second uncle, if you have something to say, you can't hit anyone!"
This voice is very unfamiliar.
Song Zhangping raised his hand with difficulty and lifted the quilt off his body. When he saw the person speaking, his pupils suddenly dilated...
At this time, the last ray of sunlight on the horizon shone through the top of the gate and into the yard.
Song Laoer was standing in the middle of the yard holding a tendon rope. Mrs. Gu and little Mrs. Gu all moved away, stamping their feet and waving their hands, crying.
There was a commotion in the courtyard, but Song Zhangping couldn't hear anything clearly. He only saw the back of the figure confronting his second uncle.
Wearing a half-skirt in green clothes and a thin waist, the woman looked frail in front of her strong second uncle.
However, the straight back and the hair tied up high like a man's were shrouded in the setting sun and half-dark, giving him a sense of solidity and stability like a mountain, which made him feel inexplicably at ease.
As if feeling his gaze, the woman turned her head and met each other's eyes.
The thin black eyebrows make the eye sockets somewhat deep, and the slightly light eye color inadvertently reveals a natural and pure innocence.
The unfamiliar face and familiar eyebrows made Song Zhangping instantly think of someone.
His mind went blank for a moment.
Although she has grown taller and her appearance has changed, her facial features are still the same as before, and she is still the little girl who calls her brother after her.
Second sister!
It’s the second sister!
The second sister is back!
Although there is only fifty miles between Xiaoshi Village and the county seat, one is imprisoned in the backyard of the restaurant and the other is restrained in the village and have not seen each other again for ten years.
How have you been these past few years? Have you been beaten or scolded? He has too many things to ask.
"You...you are the second sister?"
The surprise on Song Zhangping's face only lasted for a moment, and in the next moment he was extremely anxious.
He remembered what he heard from his second aunt a few days ago.
No...it can't be like this!
Song Zhangping staggered up and yelled at Song Liyun: "Who wants you to come back? Go away quickly. Go away quickly."
Song Liyun: "...?"
Song Liyun has already painted many pictures in his mind about how the brothers and sisters would react when they meet.
Scene 1: Brother, I miss you so much! (Then hug and cry!)
Scene 2: Call out each other's names happily and talk about each other's life after separation.
Scene 3: The three brothers and sisters meet, and the ten-year-old brother is jumping up and down calling his sister.
He never expected that this was the first sentence and it would lead to such a scene. Song Liyun couldn't help but be stunned!
Song Zhangping was so excited that his body trembled, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face became distorted and hideous.
Seeing that the second sister was only looking at him without moving, Song Zhangping rushed over, grabbed her arm and pushed her out of the hospital: "Let's go, let's go!"
"Brother!" Song Liyun looked at him and called softly, an inexplicable throbbing that made her eyes well up with tears.
The young man in front of him who is in ragged clothes, with disheveled hair, thin cheeks covered with blood scabs and scars, and is smaller than his age, and whose original appearance cannot even be recognized... is he his brother?
She didn't know whether it was because of the nature connected by blood, or because of the unbreakable joy, worry, and anxiety in the young man's eyes.
She had never seen such complex emotions hidden in a person's eyes.
Song Liyun even recalled the lingering glances on her face when her parents passed away in the apocalypse.
At this time, she felt so depressed and uncomfortable that she could not speak.
"You go, I told you to go!"
Song Zhangping shook his head, clutching her arm tightly and still urging her, his voice was hoarse and even sounded like crying.
"Let's go? Where do you want to go?" Song Laoer tilted his neck, clenched his fists, and looked at the brother and sister holding hands with a sinister look.
Just when he was about to teach this short-lived ghost a lesson, he was stopped by Song Liyun.
The reason why he stopped was not because he thought he was wrong, but because the Song Liyun in front of him had fifty taels of silver, otherwise he could have slapped him away.
Now let’s go, how is that possible!
"No, eat my food and wear my clothes. Even if I beat these bitches to death, I can't let them go!" Mrs. Gu shouted while jumping on her feet!
Song Liyun slowly pushed Song Zhangping away, her eyes as cold as ice.
If Song Laoer wanted to hit someone again, she would give up her previous idea of leaving peacefully.
Use violence to fight violence, use evil to fight evil!
It would be better to beat these villains to death directly and take the two brothers to stay away from the crowd than to live a life of being bullied.
Under the sleeves, the sharp blade of the military thorn shone with a cold light, like a monster that wanted to suck blood and souls and wanted to choose people to devour.