C7

Tian Xiaomeng smiled at her. "It's fine. Father and Mother are both sick in bed now. I don't think that even if I see them die, I'll still save them."

Tian Xiaomeng was trying to comfort him.

To put it bluntly, she was going to ask for it.

If she didn't, then she would rob them, snatching back what had originally belonged to her family.

Having been the head of the underworld for so many years, he had done these kinds of things many times.

"Xiaomeng, then watch out. If your grandma doesn't want to, then hurry back." Grandma Chen really wanted to follow them. Thinking about Mrs. Lee and her wife's character, she had no choice but to give up.

"Yes, I know." Tian Xiaomeng headed east after she finished her sentence.

Actually, there were some things that were truly very strange.

Like herself.

Why did she possess memories of Tian Xiaomeng from ancient times? Not only did she possess her memories, her own memories did not lose anything.

He walked along the path in his memory, all the way to the Upper Tian Village.

Tian Village were divided into Upper Tian Village and Lower Tian Village, namely Great Tian Village and Small Tian Village. Tian You Fa's family moved into Lower Tian Village after they were driven out of their home by Mrs. Lee's family.

"Isn't this a girl with a family background?" Someone who knew her greeted her.

"There's someone rich. Is your father feeling better?"

"It's almost done."

"Are you going to your grandma's house?"

"That's right, my parents are in bed and sick, I think my grandma will save them. She wants to go to my grandma's place to retrieve the things that my grandma took from our house a few days ago." Along the way, Tian Xiaomeng probably spread the reason why she wanted to go to Mrs. Lee's house from the other villagers.

Before Tian Xiaomeng could even reach Mrs. Lee's house, Mrs. Lee had already moved a bench to sit at the front door with a pot of tea in her hands. She wanted to see how this usually delicate and weak granddaughter, who didn't even dare speak loudly, would take things from her home.

Naturally, there were many villagers who wanted to watch the show along the way.

Now, Tian was in trouble.

There were quite a few people who were sympathetic towards Tian Youzi's family.

Thinking about what Mrs. Lee and Tian Zongmin had done, he felt that it wasn't too kind.

It was obvious that they were going to force Tian You and Mrs. Liu to their deaths.

Tian Xiaomeng stopped in front of Mrs. Lee's house with her hoe on her toes.

Mrs. Lee took a sip of the tea and snorted coldly. "Damn girl, she's really here!"

Tian Xiaomeng didn't even look at Mrs. Lee. She looked at the chickens and ducks outside the house. The chickens and ducks in the house jumped all over the place.

"Damned girl, have you gone mad? What are you trying to do?" Mrs. Lee couldn't sit still any longer. Could it be that after the incident last time, this damned girl had gone mad as well?

If he was not crazy, then who would be willing to throw things at someone, even if it was the live chicken of their family?

"Stupid girl, if you don't stop, don't blame me for being ruthless." Mrs. Lee saw that Tian Xiaomeng kept smashing on her, so she picked up the broom and was about to hit Xiaomeng with it, but she didn't dare to fall when she saw the hoe in her hand.

"Xiaomeng, Xiaomeng, what are you doing?" An aunt from the same clan stood up and asked when she saw that something was wrong.

Tian Xiaomeng had already smashed a chicken to death. The chicken was covered in blood, shocking Mrs. Lee.

He found a rope and tied it shut, then threw it over his shoulder, as if he wasn't afraid of the blood.

After Tian Xiaomeng was done with all this, she stood still and smiled faintly. "Father said that the four chickens we raised before were reared here. Father said that he wanted to drink some chicken soup today, so I came to catch a chicken and stew it for Father."

There was no helping it, she was a gangster and her mind was full of gangsters.

The ancient countryside didn't suit her at all.

The corners of the surrounding villagers' mouths twitched.

There was no point in picking on these words.

The person smashed his own chicken.

What can you say?

Mrs. Lee's face darkened to the end.

Indeed, after not seeing her for a few days, this girl's temper had grown.

"Stupid girl, you're just a loser, it's just like raising a few chickens in your family, I like your family. Your dad wants to drink chicken soup, if he doesn't, he can just use it and smash it when he needs to, what's the difference between this and stealing, you're in trouble, you're in trouble, look at you, just what kind of loser you've given birth to, oh, it's simply disrespectful." Looking at the chicken on Tian Xiaomeng's chest, Mrs. Lee's heart ached.

Oh, her chicken was crushed to death by this damned girl.

Tian Xiaomeng snorted coldly, "Milk, let me tell you now, my family has no rice and no oil salt. If we don't eat now, your son will only be my father and he might jump tomorrow. Take a look at the firewood oil salt that you took from our family. Can you give us some back?" It was her fault for not making a sound.

Okay, now she squeaked in advance.

Mrs. Lee didn't think that Tian Xiaomeng would actually dare to say such things.

Annoyed, he pointed at Tian Xiaomeng and began to scold her, "You stupid girl, you money loser, when did your family's rice, oil, and salt come to our house? When did you see that we took them? Your family doesn't have any salt, so just say it and let it go at that." Mrs. Lee said as she prepared to swing the stick. She finally understood that if she didn't teach this granddaughter a lesson today, she wouldn't know what to say from her mouth.

Tian Xiaomeng snorted coldly.

This was a true mother, a mother's milk.

She said so.

Her son and daughter-in-law were going to die from not eating.

Yet she remained indifferent.

He couldn't help but feel sad for the original owner's parents.

What was it that made their relationship between mother and son so light?

Mrs. Lee found a stick that was as thick as a stick and was about to wave at Xiaomeng.

When the villagers saw that someone was about to come forward, they hurriedly said, "Aunt Li, Xiaomeng was kind as well. If you keep beating me up like this, I'll lose my life." It was one thing for Mrs. Lee to be mean.

How could he not care about the life and death of Tian YouFa's family at this time?

This was a little too inhumane.

It was a fight between mother and son after all. There was a need to force others onto a path of death.

"This little b * tch actually dares to say that I'll take her things. Today, I must wake her up and let her spout nonsense." Mrs. Lee was infuriated. All these years, she had only taken a few things from other families, let alone the couple who didn't dare to say a single word. This damned girl didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

It's all right now.

You dared to talk to her.

If he didn't teach her a lesson today, she wouldn't be able to fly in the sky in another day.

Mrs. Lee's stick was about to hit her.

Tian Xiaomeng shifted her body, and Mrs. Lee's stick solidly landed on the chicken nest beside her. The chicken nest was originally a random one, so with this swing, the chicken nest immediately collapsed.

A few hens, who were laying eggs inside, immediately flew out in shock.

Mrs. Lee's heart ached, and her hands didn't stop moving.

How could Tian Xiaomeng let her succeed? She started to move towards the kitchen.

Luckily, Mrs. Lee didn't put too much oil in her mouth, so she quickly grabbed all of it. Mrs. Lee had already caught up to her. Bang! Xiaomeng dodged, and the sound of Mrs. Lee smashing the pot was heard.

With a bang, the villagers seemed to hear the sound of a bowl breaking.