Chapter 1625： open the scoop

Zhao Yingyong was scolded by Yan Xinya, unable to hold back his face, and scolded: "Speaking of a gentleman, what are you doing out of your bitch? No rules and no rules!"

"I think you are the most unruly person in the family. Where did my daughter-in-law say something wrong? She has eaten grass for decades, and her mind is filled with shit!" Zhao Yinghua protected her in front of his wife, coldly looking at Zhao Yingyong, who was so embarrassed and angry, and warned road:

"Don't let me hear those three words again, or don't blame me for being rude!"

His precious daughter is a lucky star sent from the sky. Since Meimei came back, his wife is in good health, his official fortune is prosperous, and his son is even more promising. Zhao Yingyong is just jealous!

"You've given up all my work, how can you still be rude to me? Could it be that you still want Lao Tzu's life?" Zhao Yingyong simply played a rogue, and his originally simple and honest face became slick as a result. [WWw.SuiMеng.lā

Zhao Yinghua wanted to scold her brother again, but Yan Xinya couldn't hold back her anger. Her daughter was her heart, and Zhao Yingyong actually used such vicious words about her daughter. How could she be able to hold back!

The angry Yan Xinya also disliked Zhao Yinghua, who was still chattering. Seeing what this family is all about, everyone is uneasy and kind to their daughter!

She dragged Zhao Yinghua down and looked around, but couldn't find any tools in hand, so she had to choose a pot of wilted chrysanthemums, picked them up and smashed them at Zhao Yingyong.

"Boom"

The chrysanthemum is broken, the head is broken...

Zhao Yingyong covered his head stupidly, and didn't feel any pain. He touched his forehead with his hand, and it was sticky. The blood on one hand was mixed with a lot of soil.

"Whoever dares to speak of my daughter, I will fight with anyone!" Yan Xinya's face was covered with frost, her thin body burst out with powerful strength, and she glared at Zhao Yingyong.

The back of Zhao Yinghua's neck is cold, and his wife has been very strong recently!

Dare to open the scoop of his third brother!

Well done!

"There's a lot of blood, don't make trouble, can't you stop after the New Year's Eve?" An Yafang stopped Zhao Yingyong, who wanted to beat someone, and Zhao Xueer brought a medicine box, but Zhao Yingyong refused to take medicine. He shouted that he wanted to beat Zhao Yinghua, he couldn't get a flowerpot in vain.

"Cough cough cough..."

Mr. Zhao finally appeared. He looked like he was several years older, and his energy was drained by the years.

He held the door frame, glanced around with his cloudy eyes, and said dumbly, "I will cook some dumplings and send them to the second child. I can't help but eat dumplings at thirty!"

After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and entered the house, turning a blind eye to the wolf in the yard and Zhao Yingyong's embarrassment.

The big guy was stunned for a while, his heart was sour, and he didn't have the energy to make a fuss. Zhao Yingyong sat down angrily, let An Yafang bandage his wound, and Zhao Xueer cleaned up the mess on the ground.

It was only then that he saw the dying chrysanthemums on the ground, and he felt distressed like a knife.

This pot of chrysanthemum cost him hundreds of oceans!

Ready to raise it for some unscrupulous woman!

The woman's favorite is chrysanthemum!

Zhao Xueer sighed I'm going to plant it later and see if it can be saved. As for Zhao Yingyong's injury, he doesn't care at all, he won't die anyway!

Besides, it deserves it!

Zhao Yinghua looked at Yan Xinya's well-maintained fingernails with distress, but two broken fingernails. Fortunately, they didn't hurt the flesh, but they also hurt him badly.

"Don't do the work that you do in the future, leave it to me to do it, you see, your nails are broken!"

Yan Xinya was also very distressed. It was her two thumbs that were broken. After raising her for half a year, it looked like a green onion tube. Twisted **** his waist.

An Yafang could see clearly, her eyes darkened, her heart was filled with unspeakable grief, her hand felt a little stronger, Zhao Yingyong cried out in pain and stared at her dissatisfiedly, An Yafang frowned slightly, feeling even more disgusted. In fact, there was a lump of suffocation in his chest.