A farm in the eastern suburbs of Beijing.
Aunt Zhang worked hard to get rouge and gouache, dressed up carefully, and covered the scratches on her face while cursing.
Just heard an ouch from outside.
She jumped up and ran out the door.
Four strong women were holding down a fat-haired and pink-faced boy, and one strong woman kicked the boy in the stomach: "Where did you come from, a prodigal son who didn't learn well at a young age, but preferred to climb walls! It's a shame to have a mother who didn't teach you. thing!"
The young man refused to suffer any loss. He waved his fists and punched him a few times to make him feel cold. He yelled, "Young woman, get out of here! Don't touch me. I am your father and your ancestor. I am xing your ancestor!"
A series of three-character sutras jumped out from his mouth.
When he opened his mouth, Aunt Zhang heard it more clearly and shouted with joy: "Qingyun!"
The strong woman was scolded and slapped Zhen Qingyun twice: "I'll teach you how to be a good person!"
Aunt Zhang has met her opponent in chess, and she is a little scared after being punished these days. She can neither scold nor defeat these evil women.
The mothers-in-law have experience and know where to start, so that it will cause her pain without showing any obvious injuries.
This is called, evil people will be punished by evil people.
However, when she saw her son being beaten, she still rushed up with a cry and started fighting with the four women. Soon Zhen Qingyun, who was on the ground, freed her hands and got up to join the fighting group.
People from the farm came over after hearing the sound. Some stood by and watched the excitement, while others helped beat Zhen Qingyun and Aunt Zhang.
For a moment, Aunt Zhang and Zhen Qingyun were held down, their faces pressed against the cold ground. Zhen Qingyun received several blows on the face. For fear of delaying her departure tomorrow, she shouted inwardly: "Young master, I am the only young master of the Zhen family. You guys If you dare to take action again, I will go back and ask people to sell you to a brothel! Old man, stop it! Stop it all!"
"Oh, it turns out he is the young master in the mansion."
The strong woman stopped her hand and smiled in a strange way.
She waved her hand, and others stopped, and onlookers gathered around her.
Zhen Qingyun thought they were scared, regained his arrogant and proud face, bared his teeth and shouted: "Hurry up and let me go! A bunch of old immortals are eating my Zhen family's goods and wearing my Zhen family's goods. When I take control of the Zhen family, first let me go." You old fools are selling it!"
The strong woman looked around and grinned: "Did you hear that? He is going to sell us!"
The onlookers cheered: "Oh, we are so scared!"
"Hahaha!"
Zhen Qingyun was really panicked now: "Old guys, if you dare to lay a finger on me, the old lady, my father, and my second uncle will not let you go! My second uncle is the left minister of the Ministry of Rites, you touch him My only nephew, he caught you all and beheaded you!"
Aunt Zhang secretly screamed, "Qingyun has never suffered a lot, so she doesn't know how difficult it is to be difficult to deal with. She also doesn't know that at this time, she should stabilize them first, escape from here, and then call the servants to beat these slaves and bullies." Old slaves.
Sure enough, the leader, the strong woman, grinned with big yellow teeth and said: "Since you have said that if you want to kill us, we will die anyway, it is better to live happily before death..."
After saying this, a group of old men and women came forward, punching and kicking him.
Zhen Qingyun screamed again and again, shouting randomly: "My servant is outside. If he can't see me going out, he will go back to the house to report the news. My second uncle will not let you go... wuwuwu, it hurts me to death." , you old beasts, all die! Don’t let me catch your daughters and granddaughters, I will sell them all into a brothel, with thousands of people riding on them, and thousands of people sleeping on them..."
He tried his best to resist, but his fists were no match for his four hands, and his limbs were pinned down.
Aunt Zhang cried "my son", cursed and struggled vigorously, trying to save Zhen Qingyun.
Finally, Zhen Qingyun was dragged to the backyard.
Several male villagers ran out to catch his boy.
Aunt Zhang was in the chaos. All the jewelry on her body was gone, and she didn't know who had touched her bellyband.
Two younger maids dragged her exhausted like a dog to death and threw her into the room, leaving a big lock on the door.
Aunt Zhang cried so hard that her eyes were filled with stars, she banged the door panel hard, her throat was hoarse and she yelled threats: "Let Qingyun go, let my son go! If you who have killed thousands of people dare to touch my son, I will chop your whole family to death..."
Exactly an hour and a half later, Zhen Qingyun was dragged back and thrown outside Aunt Zhang's door like a rag.
"Qingyun! Qingyun!" Aunt Zhang looked hard at the door with one eye.
The lights under the eaves were dim, and she only saw that Zhen Qingyun had no injuries on his face, his mouth was swollen, and his eyes were dull, staring ahead blankly. In the cold night, he only wore a smelly brown gown and a pair of white feet. Exposed, legs curled up, shivering.
The strong woman in charge walked over slowly while tying her belt, raised Zhen Qingyun's chin with her toes, made a sound, and said with a contemptuous smile: "What a useless thing! Young Master Qingyun, what do you remember? You can say something, but you can't say anything. If our scandal spreads outside, guess who is more embarrassed?"
"Anyway, we are the living dead. We can't get out for the rest of our lives. We will die early and die later. We can only hope for a good pregnancy in the next life. We made a profit by arranging the decent young master of the Zhen family to be buried with us."
Another woman wearing a belt kicked Zhen Qingyun's butt, "I would like to give you a piece of advice to the young master, be more virtuous in your speech and avoid having a bad mouth."
Aunt Zhang heard the words were wrong and asked hysterically: "What did you do to my son? Old beasts, what on earth did you do -"
The leader, the strong woman, kicked the door with a bang, which frightened Aunt Zhang to step back.
"You're calling us old beasts. What can we do? Of course we do what beasts do. We're so sleepy, let's go and have a rest. The young master is struggling quite vigorously."
"Are you feeling good?"
"After washing it, you can still see your face. It's fine skin and tender flesh."
"He fell into our hands, it's bad luck for him, and he wants to sell us to a brothel, hey!"
"Doesn't he know that this is a black brothel? Hahaha..."
Aunt Zhang pricked up her ears and heard the laughter of four or five women joining the two women, and their words became more and more explicit.
She vaguely understood something, and she made a sound from her throat.
"Qingyun, my Qingyun!"
In the past, she had been extremely defensive, fearing that some little hoof would damage her son's body. For this reason, she had scolded Zhen Qingyun countless times, and every time she was so angry that her heart ached.
Unexpectedly, against all odds, her son's innocence would fall into the hands of a few old guys.
She was so angry that she wanted to kill someone with a knife immediately, but this time, she didn't open her mouth to curse.
Scared.
Really scared.
There are people in the world who are more vicious than her!
The mothers-in-law were laughing in the backyard, and Aunt Zhang was crying in the front yard. For a long time, Zhen Qingyun's eyes rolled, and then spun around several times.
Dry lips open and close.
"mother……"
"Qingyun, Qingyun!" Aunt Zhang was filled with joy and sorrow as she knelt on the ground and squeezed her face into the doorway.
