Chapter 6: Beating a scumbag

"Mom, I won't." Sun Yi spoke stubbornly.

"Neither of me." Sun Xiu followed closely.

Even the little Sun Ke ran over, hugged Han Qiao's legs, and said tremblingly, "Mom, I can help close the door."

All three children are afraid.

But they are willing to do something big with their mother. They are ready to be driven out by the Sun family, be called ungrateful and unfilial by the world.

Facing three children who are obviously afraid but are willing to take all their gambles, Han Qiao cannot be moved.

She is willing to let them participate, but at worst, she will cover it alone after something happens.

She took a deep breath, "Okay, stay here to help me."

The mother and daughter were ready soon.

Han Qiao went to open the door.

The door opened quickly, and Sun Yiming, a dog, ate shit, fell into the yard.

He was afraid, "Han, you bastard, poisonous, evil woman, you want to fall to death."

Han Qiao did not respond to him.

He reached out and closed the courtyard gate tightly and went to the family.

Sun Xiu and Sun Yi pretended to come over to help Sun Yiming, and then suppressed the person. Han Qiao took the hemp rope handed over by Sun Ke and tied the person up quickly with quick eyes and hands.

"Um."

Sun Yiming suffered.

The wine woke up most of the time.

Before he could speak, a piece of rag was stuffed into his mouth.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Almost as he whimpered, the sticks hit his butt like rain.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

pain.

Sun Yiming shed tears in pain after just a moment.

If it weren't for the cloth stuffing in his mouth, he would probably make his neighbors tremble.

He struggled, unable to make a sound when threatening, and unable to make a sound even if he wanted to ask for forgiveness.

He could only see the shadow of Han Qiao holding up the stick and hitting him on the butt without mercy, and the three daughters stood aside and looked at him coldly.

He is not a fool or a fool.

I knew in my heart that the four of my mother were resisting him.

They want to beat him to death.

A look of tears and snot flowed, like a maggot squirming on the ground.

In the quiet night, except for birds singing at night, frogs croaking and crickets chirping, it is the sound of sticks falling on the flesh.

Sun Yiming fainted from the pain of being beaten, and was woken up by a can of water and continued to be beaten.

Han Qiao was tired of beating, so she supported her waist with one hand and held the stick with the other gasping for breath, but found a black shadow on the courtyard wall, her eyes were like wild animals, shining with a faint light.

Someone saw her hit Sun Yiming.

Her heart skipped a beat and she quickly calmed down.

The next door's surname is Heng, and 90% of the people on the courtyard wall are also from the Heng family.

When I saw her beating Sun Yiming, I didn’t say anything. Who was it?

"mother."

Sun Xiu, Sun Yi, and Sun Ke spoke out together.

"Turn him to the study." Han Qiao said.

I looked at the courtyard wall without a trace and the black shadow was gone.

Did she see it wrong?

She thinks it shouldn't be.

But tonight she was only concerned about beating Sun Yiming, and it was true that she was less vigilant.

The four mothers dragged Sun Yiming into the study like a dead dog, and Han Qiao asked Sun Xiu to light the oil lamp.

Under the oil lamp, Sun Yiming looked extremely embarrassed with tears and snot.

"Does it hurt?" Han Qiao asked.

Sun Yiming nodded vigorously, begging and pleading.

"When you hit us, we were in pain, as helpless as you are now, and we once begged hard, but you were indifferent." Han Qiao's voice was very soft, but very cunning.

Sun Yiming looked at her face under the dim oil lamp, and his cold eyes were extremely scared.

He, he, he is going to divorce the poisonous woman Han.

"You didn't slap me in the face at the beginning, and I won't slap you in the face tonight. I'll give you all the decent you left for me now."

"But from now on, you'd better not take a step out of the hospital door and read and write to me at home. If you dare to take a step out of the hospital door, I will break your legs."

Han Qiao stood up.

He kicked over the chair and the sound of the chair falling to the ground was a little harsh, which scared Sun Yiming to tremble. He looked at Han Qiao in panic, huh and ummy to speak.

Han Qiao looked at his cowardly look, and was not angry when she was beaten, and she also wanted to humiliate and destroy his last dignity and dignity. She raised her foot on his face, crushed her toes slightly, and her voice was cold, "Lying on the ground like this, I also felt the helplessness, grievance and unwillingness of curling up in the corner after being beaten, and when I was still suffering from the pain of others, I thought I could understand it more deeply and thoroughly."

It’s not just profound, Sun Yiming has the desire to die.

The mother and daughter joined forces to tie him up and beat him. How horrible it is hard tolerate.

Han Qiaoke ignored Sun Yiming's grief and anger, and resolutely walked out of the study with her three daughters.

"You guys go to bed."

"Mom..." Sun Xiu called out softly.

He looked into the study nervously.

In the darkness, you can still see Sun Yiming twitching and shivering on the ground.

"It's okay, I can't die." Han Qiao patted Sun Xiu's shoulder and said, "Go to sleep."

She had confidence in the rope she tied, and Sun Yiming couldn't untie it.

What else did Sun Xiu want to say? Sun Yi was dragged back to the house, and Sun Ke immediately followed.

Han Qiao shook her sore hands and prepared to go back to the room to sleep.

As for Sun Yiming, he doesn't care about his life or death.

Before stepping into the room, Han Qiao looked at the courtyard wall. Under the moonlight, the courtyard wall was so slim that it was hard to see clearly.

With his tongue pressed on the alveolar, Han Qiao decided not to worry about it for now.

Whether it is a human or a ghost, there will always be a prototype.

But after entering the house, the cold and musty smell in the house made her feel a little unbearable. When Han Qiao lay on the bed, she let out a breath.

The fatigue and pain in her body made her sleepy and difficult to fall asleep.

She thought about her life, which was colorful, but she never thought that she would have a chance to do it again after she died.

Since God gave her a chance, she will live up to her youth and live a wonderful life.

She knew that this world was strict with women, but she believed that the emperor would pay attention to those who were determined. Things were done by others, and those with ambition would succeed.

As long as she persists and works hard enough, she can always live like a person.

She was cautious and careful not to expose her soul to the point of teaching Sun Yiming a lesson. She also had a way to get rid of this.

Thinking of this, Han Qiao slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Next door to Hengyi's house in Hengyi's house.

He has turned around several times.

He never dreamed that when he heard the sound coming from next door, he was curious to see the scene when he went over the wall and saw it.

The four mothers and girls actually tied up Sun Yiming and beat him up.

It's really incredible.

Hengyi turned over and looked at the opened window. The moonlight shone into the room and was covered with silver dust. He warned himself that it was someone else's business and he didn't think about it or care about it.

Close your eyes and force yourself to sleep.
To be continued...