Song Qingqing was seriously injured, which made the villagers of Songjia'ao even more angry, and they broke out with a fierce spirit that would not give up until the other party was killed.
After confirming that her daughter was alive, Song Yin frantically grabbed the victim who had injured her and beat her violently until the victim cried for father and mother, with blood all over his face.
This group of victims also fled from the same place, and they were related to each other. Seeing that Song Jia'ao was unwilling to give up, they were also aroused to all their ferocity, and called all the people they knew well together.
This was done not only to teach Song Jia'ao's people a lesson, but also because this battle was of great significance.
As long as they win in front of all the victims, they will be able to walk around here and wrap up a porridge shack with no problem.
However, there was a tacit agreement between the two parties not to involve women and children.
When Song Xixi and his party arrived at the city gate, the two sides were fighting fiercely. There were many people with broken heads and blood, and several people were lying motionless on the ground.
There were too many victims present, and Song Wufu and three others stood on the outside, trying hard to find familiar faces among them.
After a while, Niu Hua'er pointed at someone who was being beaten and shouted: "Brother, that person is the eldest brother!"
When Song Wufu heard this, he looked over quickly, but it was difficult to tell which one was his eldest son Song Jin.
"Brother!" Song Cai's eyes were sharper than his father's. He quickly recognized his eldest brother, took off his baggage, clenched his fists, and rushed over to help.
When Song Wufu saw it, he hurriedly chased after him, not forgetting to turn around and tell Niu Hua'er: "Take Xixi to your mother and the others to see if everything is okay!"
Obviously Song Wufu knew Zhang Xiaomei's behavior very well, and knew that in such a fighting scene, she would never watch her son being beaten.
"Xixi, it's too chaotic here. Mom is holding your hand so you don't get lost." Niu Hua'er struggled to pick up all the baggage and freed up one hand to hold her daughter firmly.
Song Xixi didn't struggle, and casually grabbed the two bundles and carried them in her other hand.
Yang Cuilian had never seen such a big battle before. She and Niu Niu, who was about to cry, hurriedly followed Song Xixi and her daughter, for fear that they would be bullied by others if they were left alone.
While Song Xixi and Niu Huaer were looking for someone, they kept an eye on the Song family and his son through the crowd to see if they were not at a disadvantage.
She was not yet able to use brute strength skillfully, and she was worried that someone would die if she struck, so she did not go to help for the time being.
"There, I see your grandma!" Niu Hua'er spotted Zhang Xiaomei and her two sisters-in-law in the corner, and hurried over with Song Xixi.
At this time, Zhang Xiaomei didn't know that the person she was worried about had already been found, and she was yelling at Song Qingqing with her hands on her hips: "You stupid thing, fighting is a matter for adults, why are you joining in the fun! It's better now, my head is broken
There was a hole, and there was so much blood, so why didn’t I bleed you to death?”
After being reborn, Song Qingqing silently sorted out her childhood memories and turned a deaf ear to Zhang Xiaomei's scolding.
She didn't expect that after her bitch couple was killed, when she opened her eyes, she would go back to the year when she was eight years old and ran away from home.
Touching her fragile neck, Song Qingqing shivered when she thought of the pain of being choked to death by someone grabbing her throat.
Her eyes inadvertently fell on Song Niannian, who was looking at her eagerly. Her young face was instantly distorted, and her eyes burst out with piercing hatred.
The young Song Niannian couldn't understand the look in his cousin's eyes, but he felt scared. He shrank his neck and asked cautiously: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"
Song Qingqing was almost vomited by the sound of "sister" and glared at her fiercely: "Don't call me sister!"
Whose sister would seduce her sister's sweetheart, and then encourage her sweetheart to kill her sister after the adultery was exposed?
In the previous life, I was too stupid to believe that this so-called sister was good for me. I thought she was too dependent on me and was afraid that I would be snatched away by my sweetheart, so she repeatedly said bad things about my sweetheart in front of me!
As a result, just when she was about to be shaken and thought that her sweetheart was really not a good person, she saw with her own eyes that she and her sweetheart were tugging and hugging each other, and finally died tragically at the hands of her sweetheart.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Song Niannian was frightened and didn't understand why her sister was like this. Why she refused to talk to her after waking up and didn't recognize her as her sister.
Song Qingqing didn't want to see this hateful face, so she simply closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.
"Sister..." Song Niannian was very sad. He wanted to hold her sister's hand like before, but he was afraid of seeing her sister's disgusted eyes again, so he had to squat on the ground and cry secretly.
The brief dispute between the two children did not attract the attention of the adults.
Zhang Xiaomei continued to curse, but Song Qingqing didn't care. As a mother, Huang Qiuyun couldn't bear it and begged: "Mom, Qingqing finally saved her life, please stop cursing her."
Zhang Xiaomei was angry. When she saw Huang Qiuyun bumping into her, she immediately turned around and scolded her: "You still have the nerve to say that if you hadn't taken it so well, she would have suffered like this? I'll write down this debt first, and I'll settle it with you later!"
Huang Qiuyun was extremely aggrieved, but he did not dare to confront her mother-in-law. She just hugged Song Qingqing and shed tears.
Zhang Chunlan comforted her in a low voice: "Mom is upset because dad and the third child have been missing for a long time. I don't mean to take it out on you mother and daughter."
Huang Qiuyun felt better and nodded: "I know, I know."
After saying that, she began to worry again: "I don't know what's going on with Xixi. If this child has some shortcomings, the third child and Hua'er may be... alas -"
Song Qingqing, who was in a daze, listened to the words of her sisters-in-law and thought to herself: Grandpa, three uncles and three aunts will catch up in two days, but their ending in the previous life was very bad.
First, the third aunt was beaten to death for robbing other people's children in the street; then the third uncle contracted alcoholism and fell into the water and drowned after being drunk; the grandfather was so sad that his health failed within two years.
Thinking of the tragedy of Sanfang, Song Qingqing sighed unconsciously.
Although the memory of her uncle and aunt has long since faded away, and she has no deep feelings for them, she still remembers that her uncle and aunt loved her.
If she had to do it again, she would definitely find a way to prevent the tragedy of her three uncles and three aunts.
Maybe it would be a good idea to find an opportunity to persuade them to adopt a child. In this way, the third aunt will not go crazy because she misses her daughter, the third uncle will not become addicted to alcoholism, the couple will not die early, and even the grandfather will have more children.
How many years to live.
Before Song Qingqing could figure out how to convince the two to adopt the child, she heard a loud voice: "Mother, sister-in-law, sister-in-law!"
Song Qingqing opened her eyes suddenly and saw Niu Hua'er, who was dragging a little girl and rushing over happily not far away. Her eyes almost dropped: before she did anything, the third aunt had already adopted a baby.