Su Yuanyuan waited until Jiang Zhiyi had subsided from the pain and calmed down before she dared to ask him.
"Baby, where do you feel pain?"
Sitting on the ground, Jiang Zhiyi's mouth was trembling, and he slowly uttered one word, "Hand."
Su Yuanyuan immediately turned her eyes to his two hanging arms. Her right hand was fine, but her left hand was trembling and hung in the air in a particularly uncomfortable posture.
She looked at Jiang Wenzheng for help, and the man squatted on the ground, looking at her level.
The two of them worked together to lift Jiang Zhiyi up from the ground.
Su Yuanyuan carefully checked his body again, and only dared to let Jiang Zhiyi walk after making sure there were no other injuries.
Back in the yard, Su Yuanyuan carefully took off Jiang Zhiyi's outer clothes and touched his left arm with her fingertips.
The bones were not out of place, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
Judging from this situation, the bones in his left hand were cracked due to the fall just now, but it was not to the point of breaking the bones.
Su Yuanyuan first asked people to go to the warehouse to get some soothing medicine to boil, and she personally fed all the medicine to Jiang Zhiyi.
Jiang Zhiyi was now sitting on the bed with his left arm suspended by a piece of cloth, feeling a little aggrieved.
The dark brown medicinal soup was fed into his mouth spoon by spoon, and soon he began to feel sleepy.
Su Yuanyuan took off his little boots and gently patted the dust off them.
Jiang Zhiyi was lying on the bed with a bright red face, and there seemed to be tears still remaining in his eyelashes. Su Yuanyuan frowned and tucked him into bed.
Since traveling here, Su Yuanyuan has never caused Jiang Zhiyi to be harmed at all. She knew that the original owner had brought too much psychological shadow to Jiang Zhiyi, so she always protected him with love, but she didn't expect that it would be like this
After not seeing him for a while, he was bullied.
When she strode out of the room, her eyes were clear. She would never let the woman off easily.
When Su Yuanyuan walked towards the main hall, the woman was already pinned down in the yard.
Jiang Wenzheng was sitting on a chair in the main hall, looking at her with cold eyes.
Qing Yi and Pei Jian on the side took action personally. Each of them took a wooden stick with a thick wrist and spanked the woman's buttocks. Someone had stuffed a piece of cloth into her mouth, and the woman could only whine.
Beside her, there were two men kneeling, one large and one small. The younger one was Zhuan Zhu, and the older one was Zhuan Zhu's father.
The man was thin and small, huddled on that small piece of land, his back bent like a snail, and his head pressed tightly to the ground.
Along with the rhythmic sound of sticks, his body was shaking.
Su Yuanyuan strode to the main hall and sat on a chair next to Jiang Wenzheng. Together with Jiang Wenzheng, they looked coldly at the woman being beaten outside.
I don’t know how long the beating lasted, but the woman who was beaten was lying on the ground like a dead pig and made no sound.
The man on the ground carefully raised his head to look at Su Yuanyuan and his wife in the hall.
The hot sun was hanging in the sky, and the dazzling and scorching sunlight enveloped him. Even the ground under his knees was illuminated white by the sunlight.
On the contrary, in the main hall opposite him, the majestic owner sat on a chair, with stone mounds on both sides holding ice cubes to cool off the heat. They seemed to be in two extreme worlds.
The air pressure around Jiang Wenzheng was extremely low. He looked at the couple carefully and said, "Tie them up and find someone to sell them to."
The servant outside said yes and was about to go forward and tie the man kneeling on the ground to the post.
But the man crawled forward, threw his hands forward, and pressed his body to the ground.
"Master! Please have mercy, Master! Don't forget the faults of others, please spare our family!"
As he spoke, tears ran down his face, and he looked at Jiang Wenzheng pleadingly.
But there was no wave on Jiang Wenzheng's face at all, especially those beautiful eyes, which were cold and without a trace of warmth.
"Sell it out."
His thin lips parted slightly, still showing a tough attitude that could not be refused.
The man kneeling on the ground praying was almost desperate.
He turned his head and looked at the woman who was knocked unconscious and lying on the ground, and then looked at Zhuan Zhu, whose face was covered with dust. Although Zhuan Zhu was acting arrogantly as a child, the scene just now frightened him, and he was stunned.
Kneel down next to him.
"Dad, what should I do?"
He didn't seem to expect that he would provoke the master's young master and even hurt him.
As if he had some cruel intentions, the man kicked away Shuan Zhu who was kneeling next to him, and looked at Shuan Zhu and his mother with disgust, "Get out of here! I'm not your father!"
Shuan Zhu was young and was stunned by his father's kick. He sat on the ground blankly and looked at the crazy man.
The man kept crawling forward, trying to climb into the hall to hold Jiang Wenzheng's feet, but the man's cold eyes only glanced at him sideways and did not give him this chance at all.
The servants standing on both sides would never let his dirty hands touch the master, so the two of them took the man's arms and carried him out.
Su Yuanyuan didn't want to know what happened to those three people. That person had touched her bottom line, and she would never let that person have an easy time no matter what.
But no matter how hard he punished them, Jiang Zhiyi's arm was still injured.
For this reason, Su Yuanyuan asked the academy for a few days' leave so that Jiang Zhiyi could have a good rest at home.
During this period, Qi Fang also came to visit him. Seeing Jiang Zhiyi's arms hanging up, it was inconvenient to do anything.
Qi Fang clenched his fists angrily and said with hatred, "Those unscrupulous slaves really deserve to be beaten!"
Then he looked at Jiang Zhiyi again, his handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Bean Sprout, if anyone bullies you in the future, I will bully you back."
Jiang Zhiyi scratched his head in embarrassment. He was also very powerful. Although he was thinking this, he still thanked Qi Fang.
"Thank you, Qi Fang."
Qi Fang suddenly thought of something, and Xiang Jiang Zhiyi found an excuse and ran out.
He ran into the kitchen, where Su Yuanyuan was making snacks in front of the stove. He only felt a black shadow coming in, so he turned around to look.
Qi Fang was seen standing at the door, leaning against the door frame and looking at her lazily.
Su Yuanyuan couldn't help laughing when she saw his careless look.
"What's wrong, young master?"
Qi Fang disliked this woman the most. Seeing that he was deliberately teasing her, he said angrily, "Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?"
Su Yuanyuan stopped her movements, turned around and looked at Qi Fang.
Her hands were still stained with flour and she wiped them casually on her apron.
"Fishan City may be in chaos in the next few days. It's best for your family to move elsewhere as soon as possible."
He said such a sentence for no reason, but it suddenly rang the alarm bell for Su Yuanyuan.
Qi Fang's words were cryptic, but combined with Su Yuanyuan's previous attacks from the Zibei clan, Su Yuanyuan immediately thought that there might be a war in Fishhan City.
Her eyes dimmed for a moment, and her brain quickly thought about what to do.
