Chapter 961： Genetically not adulterated

The more Yang Jianjun thought about it, the more angry he became. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that the curse of Xiang Jie had worked. If Xiang Jie hadn't cursed herself like that at the time, maybe this day would not happen!

Suddenly, all the grievances and anger came to my heart for no reason, and all the responsibilities were blamed on Xiang Jie.

Although there was no reason to blame, Yang Jianjun was eager to vent his inner anger, so he could only find a scapegoat.

He suddenly stood up, and the mother beside him was taken aback. He raised his head and looked at him in astonishment: "My son! What are you going to do?"

"I want revenge, I want revenge!" Yang Jianjun yelled, his eyes full of anger and hatred!

This sentence frightened Yang's mother, so he rushed over and hugged Yang Jianjun's thigh:

"That won't work! You can't go! This group of people are desperadoes, do you still have to go back? Mom is just a precious son like you! If something goes wrong with you, what can I do with mom? "

Yang Jianjun thought that Yang Jianjun went to avenge those brawny men. But today, she really looks down on her son too much, he has that heart, I am afraid he does not have the courage! He knew that he couldn't fight those brawny men, how could he send him to the door by himself?

Perhaps he knew clearly in his heart that at this time, he could only find Xiangjie to vent his anger. Because even if he was playing sideways to Jie's house, at most he was carried out, but he wouldn't take his own life.

"You dead dad, it's been a day since you ran out, and you don't know what happened at home? ...Son, you listen to mom, don't go! You can't ask mom to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person what!"

Yang Jianjun heard his mother talk endlessly here, really upset, desperately trying to throw his mother away. But who knows, his mother can't get rid of him because his mother is holding him tightly. He can't kick his mother out like a bandit?

In desperation, he could only sigh, and said to his mother: "I am not looking for those bandits, I am looking for Xiang Jie!"

"Huh?" Mother Yang raised her head, and was stunned by Yang Jianjun for a while. How could this matter involve Xiang Jie again?

"Did you find these people from Xiangjie?" Mother Yang asked with a look of surprise. In this situation, she had only this kind of guess.

"No, Xiang Jie cursed me for not having a baby!" Yang Jianjun was angry for no reason.

Mother Yang didn't turn around for a while, when did this happen? And why is it suddenly mentioned now? However, in any case, Mother Yang is always going to face her son.

"This little bitch, how dare you curse my son!" Mother Yang said, she got up from the ground, not forgetting to pat the dust on her body, then stepped forward, took Yang Jianjun's hand and walked forward. .

As he walked, he babbled: "I will take you to find her. Today, I have to tell her!"

What is the curse? This is the most vicious curse in the world. Isn't this cursing people to cut off their children? Today, Mother Yang is really serious, and she has to tell Xiang Jie one, two, three, otherwise, today this matter really won't make it through.

That is to say, Xiang Jie didn't know, if she knew, she would have to laugh out loud. These girls are unreasonable, they are simply carved in their bones. This kind of inheritance is really not adulterated at all.

The mother and daughter came to Xiang Jie's door. The door of their house was closed tightly. The big red iron door was locked, and it was obvious that there was no one in Calais.

It's not just that there is no one in Xiangjie's family, and many people in the village have no one. The two of them knew that they all went to the town to participate in the Lantern Festival competition.

Mother Yang glanced around and saw that there was a stone not far in front, and after that, she walked over angrily, picked up a stone and threw it into Xiangjie's house.

Mother Yang was weak, so she didn't throw it far, and fell directly into the yard.

Mother Yang was angry with her hands on her hips. She wanted to smash the glass for her.

"Little fairy, little bitch, dare to curse my son!" While she was talking, she went to find a few stones next to him and threw them toward Xiangjie's house. She tried harder and harder, but never lost the glass!

Yang Jianjun looked at him, not getting angry, and walked a few more steps to find a few larger stones. Back in front of Xiangjie's house, he smashed toward the glass upstairs.

Just listening to the sound of crashing, broken glass, mixed with the sound of falling stones, broke the tranquility of Xingfu Village.

The nearby neighbors were all closed and empty. Seeing the broken glass, the two of them relieved their anger, glanced at each other, and couldn't help laughing.

Mother Yang felt that just such a piece of glass was not enough, so Xiang Jie had put such a vicious curse on her son. How could only one piece of glass be enough? Immediately, he found a few more stones, one by one with his son, and one by one, and began to throw stones towards Jie's house.

The glass was smashed piece by piece, and the sound of smashing glass shattered one after another. Almost all the glass on the second floor of Xiangjie's house was smashed, and I felt a little happier.

There was also the third floor and the fourth floor, and they didn't want to let it go, but the floor was too high and they couldn't throw it up, so they could only hit the second floor. Without the protection of glass, many stones were even thrown directly into the room on the second floor.

The mother and daughter looked at the bare glass of their house, and they laughed at the sun shining brightly!

Mother Yang patted the dust on her hand, turned her head to look at Yang Jianjun and asked with a petting look: "Son, are you relieved?"

"Quiet, too much relief!" Yang Jianjun took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

"Just let go! Go, let's go back!" Mother Yang said, and went to hold Yang Jianjun's hand, but Yang Jianjun avoided him.

"Mom, how old I am, don't just take me away and make people laugh." Yang Jianjun frowned somewhat dissatisfied, then turned and left.

Mother Yang was stunned for a moment, but when she saw Yang Jianjun's back, all the discomfort in her heart disappeared in an instant. She hurried forward and chased two steps, catching up with Yang Jianjun's.

"Jun'er! What are you going to do with my grandson?" Mother Yang looked at Yang Jianjun and asked.

This happened so suddenly. The grandson she had been looking forward to for so long was suddenly taken away. How could she be reconciled in her heart?

From the bottom of her heart, she didn't believe that the child was not her own, and it was undoubtedly accurate to count the days with her fingers. That bandit, definitely wanted to take his grandson away, and just pick up a ready-made one.

You said this bastard, just take away the small meeting, and also take her grandson away!