Faced with Qiao Huaping's almost indifferent statement, Qiao Lian's eyes dodge.
She knew that she couldn't show her cruelty towards those brats in front of Qiao Huaping.
Qiao Lian's momentum became weaker: "...Then you can't do anything to me, I am your mother! I was just so angry with those brats!"
Qiao Huaping said coldly: "Oh? What did the four of them do?"
Mei Qingyao opened his mouth and wanted to defend, but Mei Qingyu held down Mei Qinghuang who was about to jump forward, pulled Mei Qingyao's sleeves, and shook his head in a very small way.
Seeing that the four children remained silent, Mrs. Qiao Lian became more confident and said loudly: "Sanya, you don't know what these four little things have done! They, they actually attacked Jincheng!... Sanya, ah.
, now that your father is gone and your second brother is dead, you are the only nephew in Jincheng!"
Mrs. Qiao Lian actually shed tears when she talked about the emotional part, "This is the only one left in our old Qiao family!"
She was so excited that she wiped away tears and started to cry.
However, Mrs. Qiao Lian was crying vigorously. When she accidentally looked up, she saw her third daughter, Qiao Huaping, looking at her crying with indifference.
It was as indifferent as watching a monkey show.
Mrs. Qiao Lian was stunned, her cry suddenly got stuck in her throat, not going up or down, feeling uncomfortable and embarrassed.
Qiao Huaping said coldly: "Are you done crying? When you're done crying, we can do some math."
Qiao Huaping took a step forward.
Qiao Lian subconsciously tightened her body and pressed her whole body against the rock wall behind her.
She was trembling a little: "Tell me, what did you say?"
Qiao Huaping looked at his fists casually: "...I seem to have said before that I have severed ties with your Qiao family. From now on we will go back to our own way, right? What qualifications do you have to show off in front of my child?
An elder’s money?”
She said it casually, but her tone was so cold that it seemed like ice shards were oozing out.
Qiao Lian instinctively felt the great danger.
This reminded her of the hellish time she had spent in the cottage dungeon.
Qiao Lian couldn't restrain her back from shaking tightly against the rock wall: "...but, but I am your mother after all!"
Qiao Huaping sneered, punched out, and hit Qiao Lian!
Qiao Lian's heart was in her throat and she closed her eyes in fear!
Qiao Jincheng on the side was crying and howling: "Grandma!"
"Bang!"
Qiao Huaping punched the rock wall next to Qiao Lian's cheek!
The wind of the fist was like a knife, scraping across Qiao Lian's cheek, causing her pain!
The powder splashed everywhere and hit Qiao Lian's face!
Qiao Lian's face was pale, her legs were shaking like chaff, and she could no longer stand still. She leaned against the rock wall behind her and fell to the ground.
Qiao Huaping retracted her fist casually, and she fell to the ground. The pale-faced Qiao Lian smiled, but there was no smile in her eyes. She said almost coldly: "I know my children. If it weren't for Qiao Jincheng's low-level provocation, they would never do it."
I won't take the initiative to lay a finger on Qiao Jincheng. Qiao Jincheng takes the initiative to provoke a scoundrel, so what if my child beats him?... You don't have to talk about it, ten Qiao Jincheng tied together can't compare to my children."
Mei Qinghuang had tears in her eyes and couldn't help it. She took a step forward and called out "Mother!"
Mei Qingyu did not hold him back this time.
Mei Qinghuang said loudly: "Mom, Qiao Jincheng grabbed my sister's cake! That's why we pushed him away! We didn't hit him!"
Mei Qingying nodded seriously to prove that the third brother was right.
A soft light flashed in Qiao Huaping's eyes.
She looked at Qiao Lian and Qiao Jincheng on the ground again. The soft light in her eyes had disappeared, leaving only coldness: "If you hear clearly, get out of here. If you come to provoke my son again, then my fists will be directly hit next time."
I'll slap you in the face! - Next time, I'll beat the little ones too!"
Qiao Lian was so frightened by Qiao Huaping's eyes that she dared not say anything else. She staggered up and quickly dragged Qiao Jincheng away.
Mei Qingying ran towards Qiao Huaping and threw herself into her arms.
Her small hand held Qiao Huaping's right fist that had just been punched on the rock wall, and said softly: "Mom, hoo hoo."
Qiao Huaping's heart softened into a puddle of water.
The other three children also gathered around and asked Qiao Huaping very worriedly: "Mom, does your hand still hurt?"
Qiao Huaping raised her right hand with a smile, as if she wasn't the one threatening with a cold face:
"My hand is fine, it doesn't hurt."
Several children looked at it one by one and were relieved after confirming that Qiao Huaping's right hand was not injured.
Qiao Huaping reached into the sack, and using the cover of the sack, took out a few pieces of cake from the space and distributed them to several children.
She especially praised Mei Qingyao, Mei Qingyu, and Mei Qinghuang for three reasons:
"You have done a good job. If someone bullies my sister next time, you must stand up and protect her like today. Do you understand?"
The three Mei family boys had thousands of stars shining in their eyes and nodded heavily.
Mei Qingying whispered: "Yingying, also, protects, brother."
Qiao Huaping raised her hand and rubbed Mei Qingying's little head and smiled.
…
Qiao Lian dragged Qiao Jincheng through the rain curtain in embarrassment and rushed to another room.
This room was also dug out of a cave. It has a large space, and the bandits usually use it as a kitchen.
People from Bishui Village occupied this room.
When Qiao Lian's second daughter-in-law Qin saw her son Qiao Jincheng coming in in the rain, she quickly held him in her arms and asked nervously, "What are you doing?"
Her husband died, her eldest daughter also died, leaving only her son.
This is her lifeblood!
Qiao Jincheng cried and accused Qiao Huaping: "Mom, the third aunt is so scary!"
Mrs. Qiao Lian has now relieved her fear. At least she can tell her family about Qiao Huaping's fault.
As soon as she told the previous story in a more aggravating manner, the remaining members of the Qiao family frowned.
The eldest daughter-in-law, Mrs. Yu, sneered in her heart and sat aside without speaking at all.
The youngest son, Qiao Jinhui, was whipped by the village chief for peeping on others taking a bath. He was beaten so hard that he couldn't get out of bed for a long time, and now he can't walk easily. It was precisely because of this that he escaped and did not die.
In the hands of bandits.
He complained loudly to Mrs. Qiao Lian: "Mom! What are you thinking! Why do you still provoke Third Sister in this situation?! Third Sister is different from before, can't you see it?!"
Mrs. Qiao Lian was so loudly accused by her youngest son that she couldn't care less about her face. She said angrily: "No matter what, I am still her mother..."
Qiao Jinhui interrupted her impatiently: "So? Do you think Third Sister's attitude toward you has changed at all because you are her mother?"