The boss is coming, the scumbag is going to be in trouble

Chapter 210: Taking Care of My Mother

When Yue Shiying was freed, he returned to his hometown and saw his mother's grave.

Lying in front of her mother's grave, she chattered to her about her own pain and suffering.

However, the old mother could no longer answer her.

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Xihe took Fengqi to her hometown. The main reason was that she had never seen what a volcanic eruption in the small world looked like, so she wanted to ignite the volcano herself.

"Bang!" Xiao Ri, who had just fallen asleep, heard a deafening noise and then knew nothing.

Because they were all surrounded by the scorching fire, a natural crematorium, where you are in me and I am in you.

They all died "happily" together, and no longer had to worry about the typhoons and tsunamis that would appear from time to time.

Everyone went to the underground together to love each other and never had to separate again.

When Xihe ignited the volcano, he took away everything underground in their land.

……

The entire country was overwhelmed by the happy days, and when the people heard the news, they were ecstatic. There was no news more exciting than this.

Yue Shiyang and his sister only knew that their sister had gone abroad and had never seen her since then.

This era was in chaos. After the volcano exploded, Xihe left the small world.

--Finish--

"Bang, bang, bang!" When Xihe opened her eyes again, she heard violent knocking on the door. She put on her shoes and opened the door.

"What are you doing in the house? Don't you know it's noon already? Why don't you go and cook..." A sarcastic old woman stood at the door, looking at Xihe sinisterly.

When he saw her open the door, he started to blame her, and his claw almost touched Xihe.

"Are you a pig? You don't have claws, so you can't cook?"

"Okay! How dare you insult your mother-in-law." The old woman has been domineering for half her life, but Xihe is still the first person who doesn't take her seriously.

She immediately put her hands on her hips and yelled, "Only our Ning family wants a daughter-in-law like you. If it were another family, they would beat you to death."

"You don't even bother cleaning the house every day, and you don't even cook lunch. Do you think my son must be unlucky to have found you?"

"I'm the one who's unlucky enough to have run into a family of heartless bastards like you."

"What did you say?" The old woman didn't expect that her dough-made daughter-in-law would scold her, and she jumped up immediately.

"You old ones are disrespectful. You're always yelling and shouting. You don't act like old people at all. I would say you deserve to die. You're just wasting food if you're still alive."

"I am nothing, you pick up the bowl to eat and curse your mother when you put it down. In my opinion, you all deserve to die. You are just wasting air if you are alive." Xihe's words were so infuriating that the old woman was furious. She stretched out her claws and prepared to scratch Xihe.

"You actually cursed us, I'll tear you apart, you bitch..."

"Bang!" Xihe grabbed her wrist and threw her out.

When the old woman flew out, she happened to hit Ning's father who was sitting nearby watching TV. Their heads hit each other and both of them felt so much pain that they saw stars in their heads and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Chen Huayu, you are looking for death..." My father has always regarded himself as a male chauvinist and never bothered with the women in the family.

Now, I have been hurt. It seems that I have to educate my daughter-in-law well.

As soon as he stood up, he was kicked out by Xihe.

If there is anyone in the family who is the worst, it is this old guy. He is the one who makes all the plans behind the scenes.

"Lu Huayu, you dare to beat the old man, you are really rebellious..." When Mrs. Ning saw her husband being beaten by Xihe, she immediately got up from the ground and rushed towards Xihe with her teeth and claws bared.

She was asking for a beating, and Xihe was happy to oblige her. The Baihua Ling turned into a whip, and Xihe used it to hit Mrs. Ning on the head.

"Ah ah ah..."

When Xihe beat people, she not only hurt their skin and flesh, but they also felt pain in their bones.

After only a few hits, Mrs. Ning couldn't bear it anymore and kept wailing.

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, or I'll kill him..."

"Pa pa pa..." Xihe turned a deaf ear and had no intention of stopping the movements of his hands. Each whip was more fierce than the last.

Hearing Mrs. Ning's pleading voice, the neighbor next door immediately walked out of the house.

"The voice today doesn't sound like the language of flowers. Why does it sound like the voice of an old woman?"

"That's right! She wouldn't be beaten by the old man at home, right?"

"That's hard to say. She's been beaten a lot in her life..."

"Should we go and persuade them?" a young mother nearby whispered.

"Why should I persuade her? She's lived like this for most of her life. There's no point in us trying to persuade her. They'll be reconciled tomorrow. I won't be the bad guy!"

"Then, are we just going to listen to her being beaten?" The young mother felt a little bit reluctant when she heard Mrs. Ning crying.

"If you don't go, she might even blame you."

"You've been here for a short time, so you don't know. She's always been like this. She gets beaten today, but she's fine tomorrow..."

"All right!"

……

"Ning Song, you're back. Go and take a look! Your dad is beating your mom again!" When several people were talking about Mrs. Ning, they saw Ning Song coming back on a motorcycle, pointing at the house and shouting at him.

Seeing the look of watching the fun in the speaker's eyes, Ning Song's face also became ugly. He nodded to the man and quickly walked into his own yard.

"Dad, Dad..." Ning Song closed the door and shouted into the house.

"Ouch, ouch..." Father Ning heard his son's cry. He was in so much pain that he couldn't answer him and could only groan softly.

"Son, son, please hurry up and save mom, save me..."

Not hearing his father's answer, and hearing his mother's crying, Ning Song frowned and strode towards the living room.

"I'm saying, what are you guys fighting about? You're an old married couple, and you're still fighting. You're just making a fool of yourself..."

While complaining, Ning Song opened the door to the living room and saw his wife beating his mother.

My father was lying on the ground groaning, and my mother was crying until her voice was hoarse.

"Lu Huayu, what are you doing?" Ning Song pointed at Xihe and scolded loudly.

"Snap!" As soon as he stretched out his hand, the whip in Xihe's hand hit his claws.

"Hiss..." Ning Song felt pain and immediately withdrew his hand.

"Lu Huayu, you are really like a fool who goes up to the roof and tears off the tiles if you don't get beaten for three days. I think the beating you received was not light enough..." As he said that, he pulled out his belt and whipped Xihe.

"Pa pa pa..." Before he could swing his hand, Xihe took action first and whipped him to the ground.