"I don't know what? If it's nothing, I'll eat first. " Tong Xiang is still not salty, and does not pay attention to mammy Luo's anger. This feeling of being ignored makes mammy Luo very unhappy.
"Don't eat it," mother Luo scolded.
"Why?" This time, Tong Xiang's face sank and his voice became cold.
"Why? Just because I'm in charge here, if I don't let you eat, you're not allowed to eat. " Luo Ma Ma hands fork waist, a pair of high looking at Tong Xiang sneer way, as if in front of her, Tong Xiang is a mean mole ant general.
However, if her appearance is not so obvious, maybe she can really see some momentum.
"Pa!" The sound, in the eyes of everyone shocked, Tong Xiang a palm fan in the face of mammy Luo. Tong Xiang was originally a martial arts practitioner. Although he hadn't practiced for several years, his skill and strength didn't decline.
So this palm, not only printed a palmprint on mammy Luo's face, but also immediately became red and swollen.
Around is a breathing sound, looking at Tong Xiang's eyes, there are worries, Schadenfreude, excitement.
Worry comes from those servants who still have conscience.
Because mother Luo is aunt Mo's person, so Tong Xiang beat mother Luo, is no doubt to cause trouble, to Aunt Mo see Tong Xiang's not pleasing to the eye, I'm afraid will drive her out of the house!
Schadenfreude, is those who cling to the frost, so aunt Tong and Huang Jiuge, is not pleasing to the eye attitude. So, now Tong Xiang hit people, naturally will be punished.
And excited, of course, is Jiang Hui's people and those who can't see mother Luo. Those who can't see mammy Luo are not enemies with mammy Luo, but mammy Luo always relies on her own incomparable people. Many people yell at them and regard themselves as masters, so they are angry with mammy Luo.
And mother Luo, is silly, how also can't think Tong Xiang dare to hit her.
"Mammy Luo is so powerful! If you are in charge of the kitchen, you are not allowed to eat? Who gave you the power? " Tong Xiang asked sternly.
Because it's the reason of martial arts practitioners, their momentum is stronger than that of ordinary people, so they are shocked.
Although mother Luo was also frightened by Tong Xiang's momentum, the pain on her face made her feel both aggrieved and angry. She didn't care what momentum was not!
"Tong Xiang, how dare you beat me? What's wrong with my prestige? You're not allowed to eat. What's the matter? This is the power my wife gave me. If I don't teach you today, you really don't know who you are. " While shouting and shouting, Mammy Luo rolled up her sleeves with a dry posture.
Having said that, he threw himself at Tong Xiang.
However, without any force, how could mother Luo be Tong Xiang's opponent! Tong Xiang didn't do it. She just tilted slightly to one side, and mother Luo threw herself into the air.
Of course, this is not over, at the same time, Tong Xiang's foot slightly stretched out, and then tripped mother Luo's foot. Then, mother Luo was sad, and her whole body rushed towards the ground ·
"bang", mother Luo fell to the ground in a dog's dung posture, arousing a piece of dust.
"Oh, Hello!" The howling sound of killing a pig came from Mammy Luo's mouth. This fall was not light, as if the bones were scattered, which made mammy Luo unable to move.
Everyone was dumbfounded and didn't understand why mammy Luo fell to the ground.