The old lady was very strong, and she hated Shen Yanhong to the core. She used all her strength, but Shen Yanhong couldn't stand it and groaned loudly. At first, she begged for mercy, but only humming was left behind.
"Grandma, stop beating. Mom will be beaten to death."
Ye Lan rushed over, trying to stop the old lady, but she was weak, so the old lady threw her away with one hand, and continued to pump Shen Yanhong with the other.
"You black-hearted sao, if you dare to poison the old lady, the old lady will beat you to death!"
The old lady beat and scolded. She lived for more than 60 years. Usually, she made others suffer, but after beating wild goose all her life, she was pecked in the eye by the goose. She couldn't swallow anything.
Shen Yanhong lay motionless on the ground, letting the old lady beat her, a hole was broken in her forehead, and blood gurgled out. Shen Yanhong's face was like golden paper, her eyes were tightly closed, and she was unconscious.
But the old lady still didn't get rid of her hatred, she not only took out the spoon, but also kicked with her feet, "Don't pretend to be dead for the old lady, bitch, you will play dead after a few hits, thinking that the old lady will be afraid of you, hmph, the old lady will fight again, Kill your sao..."
Ye Zhiguo saw that something was wrong and let the old lady fight again. Shen Yanhong was afraid that something was going to happen, so she hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, "Mom is about to stop, it's almost time, if you fight again, I will kill you, your son, I will kill you. lawsuit……"
"Mom... wake up, mom, don't die..."
Ye Lan lay beside Shen Yanhong and called out several times, but Shen Yanhong didn't even snort, the wound on her forehead was still bleeding, the clothes and the ground were covered in blood, her face turned from gold to white, as white as paper.
The old lady looked at her eyes, her heart skipped a beat, wouldn't she really be beaten to death?
Why is Sao Widow so uncontrollable?
Ye Zhiguo was also in a hurry, ran over to pinch people, and after a long time of pinching, Shen Yanhong woke up leisurely and hummed. The old lady couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, but soon her face darkened and she cursed: "Fake death to scare the old lady? Come on, I'll beat you to death, you bitch..."
"Mum, don't fight... I'll take her to the hospital first." Ye Zhiguo stopped the old lady's big spoon with a very serious expression.
The old lady was stunned for a while, she didn't talk back to her son, she took back the spoon, looked angrily at Shen Yanhong who was moaning softly, and said sourly: "What hospital are you going to, your mother, I fell from the ridge and fell into the ditch, with a small wine cup on my head. With such a big hole, a large pot of blood flowed, and I only grabbed a handful of grass and ash, but it's fine."
The widow must be pretending, that's what the old lady thinks.
She felt a little aggrieved in her heart. As soon as Widow Sao pretended, her son fell to Widow Sao, and she was not allowed to teach Widow Sao a lesson.
Ye Qingqing looked at her coldly. She still understood the injuries from falls. Shen Yanhong's injuries were indeed a little serious, but they were just flesh injuries. They would heal in a few days, not to the point where they couldn't get up.
Nine times out of ten, this half-dead appearance is fake.
"Grandma, I'll help you put away the spoon!"
Ye Qingqing had an idea in her mind, and walked towards the old lady. When passing by Shen Yanhong, she deliberately pretended not to see it, raised her foot and stepped on Shen Yanhong's drooping hand, and deliberately crushed it down.
"Ah... it hurts..."
Shen Yanhong jumped as high as a spring, and her voice sounded full of air, not like the half-dead dead before.
The old lady understood at a glance, her triangular eyes savagely gouged out, and then she swung a big iron spoon over, "I know you are pretending to kill you, even I dare to lie to you... "