The child was quarreling and Leng Xiaohua was beaten again. Old Lady Leng was too lazy to care about it, but now it is different. At this time, hitting Leng Xiaohua is just slapping her in the face.

"This dead hoof, like her mother, was intentional. What should I do? This is definitely a mess..."

Seeing Leng Xiaohua's face full of blood, Old Lady Leng's first reaction was to break her face!

It was a bit difficult to explain when I was crazy. If I disgrace my appearance, the Zhang family would definitely not do it. That would be a big gift! If you spit out the silver you get, it would be as uncomfortable as cutting your flesh.

"Marrying... you want to get married, she wants to get married..." The bloodstains on her face were not cleaned up, and Mo Baohua smiled like this again, which was particularly scary.

Leng Huier, who was accused of, was frightened and hid behind her mother, lowered her head and thought to herself that if she let her mother know that it was her instigation... no, she wouldn't let them know.

"It's all my fault, I didn't stop Cui'er!" Leng Hui'er cried and looked obedient.

Mo Baohua sighed in his heart. Leng Huier's tricks were not very good. He took advantage of Leng Cuier as she was younger and did not understand the pros and cons. Seeing that Chen Jingui was absent, he treated Leng Cuier as a piece of clothing. It was just a piece of clothing. It was obvious that he was narrow-minded and looked like a needle tip.

She is not a kind person, so she is not merciful. Since Leng Huier envies this good marriage so much, she will be as she wishes and let her seek benevolence.

"Marry! Looks good!"

Mo Baohua pointed at Leng Huier, smiling so hard that he was scheming and so naive.

"Take it into the house and wipe it clean and see how it is?" Old Mrs. Leng held a glimmer of hope. When she turned around, her eyes stopped on Leng Huier. "I don't worry. This girl still knows something, come and help her breasts in."

After getting the face, Leng Huier smiled and immediately stepped forward, "You taught me all about milk, go slowly!"

Mo Baohua was pulled into the house by the old man Wang, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes were full of coldness.

No matter where it is, whether it is a rural farmer or a clan, it turns out that this is the case. The so-called family affection is as thin as paper. After her slightest explanation, Old Lady Leng began to plot against Leng Huier.

It seems that the Zhang family gave a lot! She dared to conclude that even if her face was really distorted, the marriage would not change in a few days, just look at who was married.

It has long been seen that the old couple has never cared about their granddaughters. They only have the food and clothing future of a few grandchildren in their eyes, so... Leng Huier is destined to commit suicide.

"Look at this, my dear girl Cui'er was a little cruel, at least she kissed a father." Wang took the cloth and soaked it in water, and muttered while helping to clean the wound.

Mo Baohua let him go, looking stupid and stunned. He was a little surprised. This Wang family... is usually taciturn and doesn't like to talk much. Is this today?

Compared to Zhang's false intentions like a candied fruit touch, Wang may be more honest, at least the movements in his hands are gentle.

"Mom, this... such a big hole, call me a doctor to see..." After cleaning up the blood, Wang was frightened by the wound on Leng Xiaohua's face.

A woman's face, especially this flower, is still unmarried, it's like a life. If you make it like this, it will be an ugly appearance in the future.

Old Mrs. Leng hurriedly looked over, and when she saw it, she slapped her thigh in anger, "What kind of evil has this done? It's over. It's been in vain for so many years. It's a loss of money. From now on..."

He looked heartbroken and cursed, pointing at Leng Xiaohua.

Mo Baohua's heart was bright. Now, the wound on her face was a little scary, and there was a big hole on her forehead... Especially now that it was red and swollen and covered with blood, it was no wonder that Old Lady Leng was so anxious and became angry.

The Leng family is afraid that this decent look will not dare to send it to the Zhang family again. It will be more costly to come and cause trouble.

How could Leng Cui'er throw a stone casually, make such a big hole? It was just that she acted according to the opportunity and was cruel to take advantage of Leng Huier and the others' calls for people.

In order to survive, sometimes she can only be cruel and ruthless to herself. Of course, she will have her own way to treat this wound in the future. Besides, if you live a life of resurgence, what else can you not be able to let go?

Women are to please themselves, and most of them are replaced by old beauties and yellow-shaped shadows. There are always people who are younger and more beautiful than you. It is better to rely on yourself than anyone else.

In this world, women can live a life of no face.

"Mom, what should I do? Let the doctor prepare some medicine... or it will be rotten and it will be...." It was ruined, and before Wang could finish his words, he was interrupted by Old Lady Leng.

"Isn't it just that I'm smashed, it's not that delicate. Just put some ash on the bottom of the pot and put it in a box. Look at the doctor, he is a lady from a wealthy family. Go and take it out."

Old Lady Leng supported her forehead, Leng Xiaohua's appearance was ruined. The Zhang family will come to pick up people in a few days. He quickly called the old man back to discuss it. No... he could only replace the people. The gifts he received cannot be returned.

"Miss Huaer will be a bride in the next two days, but what should I do?" Leng Huier was very cautious and active.

One is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten, but Old Lady Leng still has a little bit of apprehension. It’s just that the girl in the family is just about age. If Leng Xiaohua hadn’t broken her appearance, she wouldn’t have been willing to give up the Zhang family. With this girl’s appearance, she might be able to say that she had a generous gift.

The grandparents and grandchildren in the room were in love and chatting enthusiastically. Outside, Wang sighed and brought a handful of ash to apply on Leng Xiaohua's forehead. Mo Baohua saw it and screamed and avoided it, but refused.

The bottom of the pot is called Baicao Crout in the medical classics. It does have the effect of trauma and stopping bleeding, but with such a method of applying it, her scar is probably really going to be left behind. It is easy to see it, and this face can be pleasant to others, but it can also please yourself, right?

"Mom, what do you care about her? If she doesn't let her do it, just be as easy as she can, madman."

The person who spoke was Leng Zhiyuan, Wang's precious son, who was twelve years old, and he began to learn to read with the old man in the village. Judging from the name, you can tell that the Leng family had high hopes for male man, and this name was given to the only scholar in the village.

"Why are you doing out? It's cold outside? Go back to the house to write, don't be careless here." Wang felt sorry for his son, but he was still strict, so he hoped that his son would make a fortune to give her a face.

After being disturbed by Leng Zhiyuan, Wang was too lazy to make trouble. She saw that Huaer had no mother to take care of her, but her life was just like this and she didn't have so much thought to care about others. If she couldn't marry, it might be a good thing for Huaer. She knew exactly who her parents-in-law were.

You can't get up early without profit. Can such a good family be the turn of flowers?

Anyway, her family's Sui'er is already married, and the girl is still young and the flowers are not good, so it has nothing to do with their big house.

"Flower, put the ash at the bottom of the pot, you can apply it yourself." Regardless of whether others understand it or not, the thing was put on the windowsill next to it, and pushed his son into the house, for fear of being frozen.

Mo Baohua glanced at the closed door, then glanced at the bottom of the pot on the windowsill. If she had read correctly just now, Leng Zhiyuan turned his head and said to her four words, pretending to be crazy and stupid!
Chapter completed!