Her revenge may not be reported, but her mother’s revenge must be reported. As a child, if even her parents were dug into the grave and fell, and the ashes could not be avenged, then what kind of child would she be?
She lowered her head again, and stuffed the meat in the bowl into her mouth, even if it was hard to eat, she had to eat it, she had to raise her body, she wanted to give those people a good insight, and the person who laughed to the end was Who?
Lu Yi sighed softly, and then touched Yanhuan's hair, "Fear not, we can definitely take revenge."
Yan Huan raised his face and smiled back to him, but there were some sadness in it.
Yes, it's just sad, not for myself, but for her innocent mother implicated in it. How could there be such a shameless person in this world to be able to do such inhumane things.
People say that the dead are the most important, but what have these people done?
After Yan Huan finished his meal, he returned to the room and went quiet for a while.
"What's wrong with her?" How did Lei Qingyi always feel, now that the two of Lu Yi's couple are weird, why, what else is there that he didn't know?
"Don't you know?" Lu Yi asked Lei Qingyi.
Lei Qingyi is still wondering, he knows something. The two of them have been dying with dumb fans. Lu Yi is a non-speaker, and Yan Huan is also a dull gourd. They didn’t tell him, how could he know? what?
"It's also about you," Lu Yi took the chopsticks and ate.
"Huahuan’s mother’s ashes were also smashed by those people, and Yiling also called Huanhuan’s mother as her mother. She took Huanhuan’s mother as her biological mother, so that’s also your mother-in-law, and both of us Are son-in-law."
"What?" Lei Qingyi had to break the chopsticks in his hand. "Is this true?"
"You can ask them," Lu Yi compared with Lei Qingyi, but the surface was calm, but the heart was full of waves and hatred, not less than without Lei Qingyi, because it was smashed into the ashes box, and was frustrated. Not someone else, but their mother-in-law.
It is needless to say Yan Huan. When dreaming back at midnight many times, if you dream of Mom Yan, you will think that Mom Yan is suffering, and the Chinese people are very awesome to the ghosts and gods themselves, so some people believe that the soul exists.
And every time Yan Huan will cry more than once, even if Mama Yan has been overrun by masters, but those things have been printed in Yan Huan's heart forever, and will never be erased.
Lei Qingyi heard this, how could he still sit there.
That was his mother-in-law, although it said that Yiling was not born of Mother Yan, but if there was no Mother Yan, how could there be Yiling now, Yiling originally regarded her as the mother daughter of Mother Yan.
As Lei Qingyi's son-in-law, she wanted to avenge her.
Okay, he shook his hand hard. He was really kind to them and too polite to them. How dare he play with him, don’t he want to live?
When Huang Mao saw Lei Qingyi again, he found that it seemed to have changed. Although the former Lei Qingyi was tall and talented, he was also a person of uprightness, so that is why they are so fearless. , But now it has changed.
The current Lei Qingyi is holding his breath in his heart. The kind of cold eyes that he would like to pinch to death, and the scared Huang Mao directly sat up straight, and the previous ruffian was gone. Hu stirs it up.
Lei Qingyi put his hand on the table, and he clenched his fingers from time to time, and it collapsed, and it collapsed as if he was about to beat someone.
And each of these sounds almost tortured the yellow hair, and also made the yellow hair numb with scalp.
"Say!"
"Say what?"
"Shut up!" Lei Qing sneered. Suddenly he grabbed Huang Mao's hair. It was a little worse that he did not tear Huang Mao's scalp. Huang Mao twisted a face. What did he say? What can be said, this is to shut him up, what else can he say, what else does he dare to say?
"Say!" Lei Qingyi increased his strength, almost all of them lifted Huang Mao as a whole. Who let Huang Mao keep a long hair for himself, and Hua Ge was a bald head, which left Huang Mao The hair is not for pulling.
"Say, have you ever hit a woman's urn?"
"It has been smashed," Huang Mao admitted generously, "What else can I do so much, I have not smashed your parents?"
Lei Qingyi slowly loosened Huang Mao's hair. Huang Mao was used to sorting out his hairstyle. As a result, he had handcuffs on his hands, so he even had to raise a hand.
Then the outsiders heard the screams from inside, and almost all the listeners numb with their scalp.
Their director has not been so cruel for a long time.
Lei Qingyi removed his hand again, and Huang Mao's entire body was as if it had been fished out of the water.
He stretched out his finger and pointed at Lei Qingyi. He didn’t understand where Lei Qingyi’s fierceness came from today. He didn’t have it before. He was obviously an honest policeman yesterday, but how did it change today?
And I don't know what method he used. Only with such a pinch on his body, he can jump with pain. It is simply that life is better than death, but the partial life is still unable to die.
Lei Qingyi patted his hand, how dare you also dare to move.
There is nothing to move, Huang Mao still has no guilty conscience, living people are moved a lot, not to mention dead people, they are going to go to **** anyway. wrong?
"I heard that you have parents?"
Lei Qingyi gripped his finger joints again, and his finger joints rang loudly, which also made people feel terrified and frightened, thinking that if they were hit by such a big fist, Will there be a way out?
Huang Mao's face suddenly changed.
"These have nothing to do with my parents?"
"It doesn't matter?" Lei Qingyi snorted, "You don't teach, father, you don't even let the dead go, I want to know, your parents are like this, they can teach you so When a son came out, they said that Liang Liang was not right and Liang Liang was crooked, maybe they did not do less bad things than you."
"My parents are ordinary people, they haven't done anything, and these things have nothing to do with them." Huang Mao's body was all blown up, obviously Lei Qingyi seemed to have touched his bottom line.
"Ordinary people?" Lei Qingyi stood up, also struggling to look down on Huang Mao's face.
"Ordinary people, spend the money you earn with your conscience, even if it is ordinary people, then the nature is already different, no matter how irrelevant, it is all related now."