The boy was being carried by a woman with some baby fat on her face, and he was struggling to move his legs.
The oval-faced woman with a gloomy face and eyes that could kill him raised her hand and slapped his butt hard twice.
"How dare you...how dare you spank...span my ass?" The young man said it awkwardly because of his embarrassment.
"Stop nagging. If you nag me again, I don't care if you are my second brother. I will just pull off your pants, rush forward and ask my second sister-in-law to carry you to the village for a parade."
The young man shut his mouth and let the baby fat woman carry him, fearing that his sister-in-law would strip him of his pants if he said another word.
"Brother, please open the door. We are back." Guazilian said as he looked at the door.
Su Yuqiang heard the noise and opened the door. After seeing Jiang Qingran's face clearly in the center of the yard, the fat girl was so frightened that she threw the boy to the ground.
"Ouch, my butt hurts so much." The boy stood up from the ground and rubbed his left buttock.
"Do you still have the nerve to come back?" Jiang Qingran was furious.
Looking at Su Yuxing, the culprit who caused Yuan Shen's death and made her live a miserable life.
She raised her hand, aimed at the back of Su Yuxing's head and slapped her twice.
"Which bitch hit me? Believe it or not, I will pull out your big teeth?" Su Yuxing covered the back of his beaten head with his right hand and turned around.
He saw Jiang Qingran wake up, standing upright like a needle in the sea.
Su Yuchen, who looked exactly like him, hugged Jiang Qingran's slender waist with both hands and circled her, shouting: "That's great, mother is still alive."
"My husband let me go. My mother is too old to bear it," said Ma Siyan, the third daughter-in-law with melon-shaped face.
Ma Siyan is the daughter of village chief Ma Shengcai. She is three years older than Su Yuchen. The two have a one-year-old son named Su Wubao.
The name corresponds to Su Yuxing and his original second daughter-in-law, that is, Su Wenbao, the rich and fleshy son of Su Yuxing, a baby-faced woman who was stronger than an adult man since childhood.
"Okay." Su Yuchen put down Jiang Qingran, bit his lip and returned to Ma Siyan.
What a shame, you’re only in your thirties and you’re already considered older by others?
Jiang Qingran's face was dark, and she yelled like her original self: "What do you mean by getting old? I'm very young, okay? You're bluffing, I'll tear your mouth apart."
"Mother, don't call me mad." Su Yuchen stood in front of Ma Siyan, spreading his arms to protect her.
Ma Siyan felt a warm feeling in her heart. Although her husband was stupid, he knew how to protect her. He was not like his second brother, who was normal but a prodigal.
She made the right decision to marry her husband despite her parents' objections, and she has not regretted it to this day.
Even on their wedding night, she pinned her husband under her and was kicked out of the room. She had to shamelessly seek help from her mother-in-law, and was accused of being shameless.
"Okay, okay, mom, don't scold me." Jiang Qingran smiled slightly.
His eyes were on Ma Siyan and Qian Rourou, holding an oval-faced woman who looked like a boy in one hand.
She is Qian Qiujia, Su Yuzhuang's wife, one year younger than Ma Siyan and two years older than Qian Rourou.
When Qian Qiujia came into contact with Jiang Qingran's gaze, her body trembled.
And a little girl with two buns appeared behind her.
The little girl hugged Qian Qiujia's thigh and looked at Jiang Qingran. When Jiang Qingran looked at her, she was afraid to shrink her head.
"Boss, put the second child into the coffin." Jiang Qingran's tone was cold. She wanted Su Yuxing to taste what it was like to lie with her in the coffin.
"Mom, isn't it good?" Su Yuzhuang couldn't bear it.
Su Yuchen clapped his hands and said happily: "Okay, okay, the second brother is so angry that the mother will put the second brother in the coffin, cover it, and go to find his father."
Ma Siyan covered Su Yuchen's mouth to prevent him from talking nonsense.
My husband's skin is white, tender and smooth, more hydrated than hers, and his height is the same as that of her second brother.
"The third child still feels sorry for my mother. The boss carried the second child into the coffin." Jiang Qingran bared her big white teeth.
"Brother, let me do it." Qian Rourou picked up Su Yuxing, who was about to escape, and put him into the coffin, then pressed his head and closed the coffin door.
Jiang Qingran waved her hand, and she put down the nail and pretended to pick up a hammer and set it on the board.
Su Yuxing became frightened in the dark and small space. He violently slapped the lid of the coffin and begged for mercy: "Mother, my son is wrong. My son will never gamble with money again. Can you please let me go?"
"I'm still young, I haven't even reached the weakest level yet, I want to live a good life."
The feeling of facing death was really unpleasant. Su Yuxing gradually lost strength and had difficulty breathing.
When he thought he was really dead due to suffocation and lack of oxygen, the coffin was opened.
When he saw the light of day again, he gasped for air and thought it was good to be alive.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Qingran asked.
"Mom, it's my fault that I gamble. I should have continued to take the college entrance examination and have a bright future. If I don't learn to gamble in a gambling house, I will ruin my sunny road." Su Yuxing sat up.
From time to time, he glanced at his wife who was holding up the hammer, to prevent her from killing her.
"What else?" Jiang Qingran was not satisfied with Su Yuxing's words. Su Yuxing didn't even mention that she was angry with the original person and caused her to travel through time.
Su Yuxing thought for a moment and said, "Mom, I shouldn't go against you and steal money from your room."
"Mom, all your mistakes are my fault. Mom, please don't put me in a coffin, okay?"
Su Yuxing's voice was filled with tears. Whoever wanted to lie down in a broken coffin, except for the day of his death, he didn't want to touch it again in this life.
"Second daughter-in-law, my mother used to dislike you for your strength, so I think it's wrong for you to be my mother."
"From today on, I will give you the task of keeping an eye on my dick. As long as it doesn't kill or maim him, I can beat him at will." Jiang Qingran ordered Qian Rourou in a domineering tone.
She also wanted to whisper softly, but her original character didn't allow it.
"Mom, I listen to you." Qian Rourou raised his hammer to scare Su Yuxing.
Before marrying into the Su family, her mother repeatedly told her to obey her mother-in-law.
She is not afraid of her mother-in-law at all, she just respects her.
If a fight breaks out, her mother-in-law is no match for her.
The person in this family who is most afraid of the mother-in-law is the elder sister-in-law. She and her three younger siblings are just giving in to the mother-in-law.
Obey your father at home, and obey your husband when married.
She is different. She listens to her mother-in-law. When her mother-in-law asks her to beat the dog, she doesn't chase the chicken.
If you don’t listen to your mother-in-law and you don’t have anything to eat, being hungry is the most uncomfortable thing.
"Mom, are you my mother? The strongest girl in our family is this tiger girl. She is looking at me. Do I still have a way to survive?" Su Yuxing complained.
On their wedding night, some good girl took off his clothes and pants, and pinned him down without a chance to escape.
His Wen Bao was forced to give birth to him by the tiger ladies.
"You know clearly whether I am your mother or not."
"I indulged you too much in the past, causing you to squander the two hundred taels of silver your father had saved from hunting and selling animal skins, and stole the only five taels of silver from our family."
"You go out and ask around. Who wouldn't stab you in the back? You relied on your intelligence to mix our six red brick houses into a thatched house. Do you have the nerve to question me?"
"If I were you, I would just kowtow and apologize and go find your dead father." Jiang Qingran's mouth was like a machine gun.
Su Yuxing was frightened. The person he feared most was his father.
Even if his father is not around, he often appears in his dreams to scare him and warn him not to be angry with his mother.
Suddenly a chill ran down my spine, and I felt like a cold wind was blowing on my body.
Could it be that his father came to settle a score with him?
