Rebirth Junior High School: The Excelling Top Student Goddess

"Get out of here!"

Yun Hua rushed to the Tang family's house aggressively and kicked open the door of the Tang family's courtyard.

"Who, who, what are you doing!"

Sister-in-law Bai Xiumei immediately came out shouting. When she saw Yun Hua holding a kitchen knife in a menacing manner, Bai Xiumei was startled, "What are you doing! What are you going to do!"

Yun Hua spent a whole night looking for herbs. He didn't sleep all night. He was highly concentrated and his eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes. At first glance, it looked like blood and tears were shed in his eyes. He looked fierce and evil, like a Shura from hell. He was very... Horrible.

Bai Xiumei was really frightened by her posture. She shivered and stepped back. While moving back, she shouted: "Come here quickly, come out quickly. The third family is going to kill someone!"

"What are you yelling about? It's so noisy." Tang Jianguo also walked out of the house, followed by brothers Tang Jinwen and Tang Jinwu, the two sons of Dafang.

As soon as Tang Jinwu saw Yun Hua like this, he immediately shouted: "What do you want to do! What do you want to do!"

Tang Jinwen pulled Tang Jinwu and frowned, "Shut up."

Tang Jinwu almost jumped up, "She has a knife! What is she going to do!"

Yun Hua looked at Tang Jinwu: "It was you who beat Dudu yesterday."

Tang Jinwu and Yun Hua faced each other face to face. For a moment, he felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake. His whole body was trembling. He shook his head and trembled: "No, no! I'm not!"

Yun Hua held the kitchen knife and approached Tang Jinwu step by step.

Tang Jinwu hurriedly hid behind his brother Tang Jinwen and defended with a trembling voice, "I didn't, I didn't beat Dudu. It was Nai who kicked him and made him vomit blood. It's none of my business!"

Yun Hua finally stopped and stared at Tang Jinwu deeply, "Do you still dare to bully Dudu in the future?"

"No no no..."

"You little whore came here to run wild in our yard, and you came to scare my dear grandson. I don't want to kill you!"

A sharp and piercing sound came from a distance, approaching quickly.

Apparently, Mrs. Tang went out early in the morning, and when she heard something happened at home, she hurried back.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Yun Hua threatening her precious grandson. Is this okay?

Old Mrs. Tang rushed over like a cannonball, "What on earth are you going to do, you little whore? How dare you come to our house!"

Yun Hua turned his head and looked at Mrs. Tang, "Yesterday, it was you who kicked Dudu into vomiting blood."

Her voice was calm, but it sounded particularly cold.

Mrs. Tang was not afraid at all. She stiffened her neck and hit Yun Hua, pointing at Yun Hua's nose and yelling: "It was me who kicked him. If he dares to hit my good grandson, I will kick him. I won't just kick him, but I will kick him next time." I even hit him on the head with a brick. You'd better tell that little bastard to stay away and take a detour when you see my sweet grandson. Otherwise, I'll hit him every time I see him! A little beast, he has a pretty tough life. Even after vomiting blood, he is still alive..."

Yun Hua suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Old Mrs. Tang's arm, twisted his hand, and cut Old Mrs. Tang's arm back.

"Ouch——"

Mrs. Tang immediately started to cry.

A young or middle-aged man's arms would be in great pain if his arms were cut behind his back, and he would be unable to move or resist. What's more, an elderly woman would not be able to bear it. Being controlled by Yun Hua like this, Mrs. Tang felt like her bones were about to break. , and immediately started wailing.

Yun Hua pushed Mrs. Tang and slammed her against the wall, "Say what you just said to me again."

"You black-hearted little whore, you will not die well, and your little bastard will not die well either. I have to kill him...ah——"

Mrs. Tang was slapped against the wall with her face sideways.

She watched helplessly as the kitchen knife in Yun Hua's hand was slashed towards her face.

She is so brave!

Mrs. Tang was so frightened that she lost her mind.

The sharp blade struck at Old Mrs. Tang's facade. She even felt the airflow caused by the slashing of the knife. She even felt the blade touching her skin.

"boom!"

A sound.

The knife has been cut down hard...

"Oh my God!"

"I don't dare!"

"Lin Zhiqing, stop it!"

When the villagers swarmed over, what they saw was Lin Yunhua waving the knife in his hand and slashing straight at the front of Mrs. Tang.

Most people were petrified.

Only a few people who remained rational tried to get close to Lin Yunhua, and even tried to scold Lin Yunhua to stop.

This is going to cost lives.

But the knife in Yun Hua's hand had already been chopped down.

It ended with blood splattering on the spot.

Mrs. Tang herself was frightened and closed her eyes tightly.

"boom!"

The sound of a knife cutting into the wall.

Mrs. Tang opened her eyes, and the knife was slanted against the bridge of her nose and forehead, and cut into the wall!

A handful of hair was cut off on her forehead, and her nose was even colder. The contact between the tip of her nose and the blade of the knife was so cold that she shivered all over.

Others ran forward and pulled Yun Hua away.

Of course, someone hurried over to help Mrs. Tang, whose legs and feet were weak.

Because the courtyard wall was made of adobe, Yun Hua had just slapped Old Mrs. Tang against the wall. After slashing with the knife, the tip of the knife cut directly into the adobe wall.

The adobe is made of a mixture of straw and yellow mud. The outer layer of the adobe has become relatively soft due to years of wind and rain erosion. When cutting into it with a knife, it will not be like cutting into hard stone or hard brick.

Therefore, Old Mrs. Tang's hair was also cut into the adobe by the tip of the knife. Old Mrs. Tang wanted to pull out her head, but the hair on her forehead was nailed to the wall by the knife and could not be pulled out at all.

"Hurry up and pull out the knife!" Mrs. Tang's voice was also trembling.

The people on the side immediately went to draw the knife, but the knife went in too deep, and Mrs. Tang’s face was right in front of her. What if she pulled out the knife with force, but deviated from the direction and accidentally hurt someone?

The safest way is to take scissors and cut off the hair that was nailed on Mrs. Tang's forehead.

A few minutes later, Mrs. Tang finally regained her freedom, but a bunch of hair was missing from her forehead, which made her look quite messy and pitted.

But that's not all. What's even more embarrassing is that Mrs. Tang peed her pants and smelled disgustingly.

"I'm not alive anymore!"

Old Mrs. Tang cried and howled, "I can't live anymore. I'm so old and someone is forcing me with a knife. She is trying to kill me. I took pity on Jianqing and took him back to raise him. Who would have done that?" I think this is bringing trouble to our family..."

Yun Hua broke away from the person holding her and approached Mrs. Tang step by step: "I have never felt sorry for your Tang family, and Jianqing has never felt sorry for you. You have raised Jianqing for 16 years, but Jianqing has never done anything to you." I’ll give you all my annual salary, several thousand yuan, isn’t it enough to buy off your nurturing grace?”

"Animals all have feelings, let alone humans. And you, nominally raising Jianqing for 16 years, actually treat Jianqing less than an animal and have no affection at all!"

"You said that Jianqing's salary should be regarded as the reward you should get for raising him. Okay, I agree. Let Murakami tell me, can raising a baby in our rural area cost 100 yuan a year with food and water? Let's calculate it as 100 yuan. , 1,600 yuan in 2016, how much did Jianqing give you back? Several thousand yuan! It’s enough no matter how you calculate it!”

Yun Hua stared at Old Mrs. Tang: "As soon as Jianqing died, you couldn't wait to kick our mothers out of the house, and let us three clean up and leave the house on the grounds that Jianqing was not your biological child. Okay, I will do that too." recognize!"

"I'm building a house. Except for my second brother, you guys don't help me at all. You can't even match the kindness of my neighbors in the village. I admit that! You come after me for everything. You come after me. Why?" Touch the child!"

"How old is Dudu! You are already dozens of years old, and you also have grandchildren. How could you do anything to Dudu!"

"How could you do it!"

Yun Hua screamed at Mrs. Tang, hoarse at the top of her lungs. Because she was too angry and excited, the redness in her eyes became thicker, and she seemed to be going crazy.

"Lin Zhiqing, calm down. Fortunately, Dudu is fine now." Chen Fushan, the village party secretary who arrived, quickly persuaded him.

In any case, Mrs. Tang is also an elder. Even if she does not recognize Tang Jianqing, the third son who died, and Lin Yunhua, the third daughter-in-law, Mrs. Tang is still an elder and an old person.

Lin Zhiqing is so strong and aggressive towards Mrs. Tang, which will definitely make many people uncomfortable.

Chen Fushan was also doing her best.

"I can't calm down!"

Yun Hua's voice was so sharp that it was almost tearing apart. She stared at Old Mrs. Tang, "Did you see that wild boar in Murakami? I hunted it alone. Believe it or not, I told you to become like that wild boar!"

"Qingtian, you are going to kill someone in broad daylight. I will sue her for murder!" Old Mrs. Tang was still rolling on the ground.

Yun Hua smiled and said, "Go and sue me. Fortunately, let's go together."

She stared at Mrs. Tang, with a bloodthirsty smile on her face: "Did I hurt you at all? Oh yes, I cut off a few of your hair. But you severely injured my Dudu. ! Dudu is the son of a martyr, and I am going to sue you for murdering the son of a martyr, causing the son of a martyr to be seriously injured and on the verge of death!"

She stood up as she said this, "Let's go together. I want to see if anyone is in charge of this case! Is the nature of murdering the orphans of martyrs so bad? Even the children of martyrs dare to hurt, this person still wants to What to do?..."

"Lin Zhiqing!"

Chen Fushan's expression changed and he hurried over and said, "Lin Zhiqing, the more you talk, the more serious you are. The old lady didn't mean it. After all, Dudu is her grandson. He just got a little anxious and did something wrong..."

Chen Fushan stared at Mrs. Tang: "Why don't you apologize to Lin Zhiqing quickly! I'm going to sue you, the orphan of a martyr, for hurting me. Believe it or not, I'll send you to the most miserable prison to do a labor camp!"

Mrs. Tang's expression changed, but she still felt lucky: "He hit my grandson, so I kicked him..."

"Kicked? Isn't kicking the martyr's orphan an injury? Do you know the nature of this!!" Chen Fushan said with a stern face.

Mrs. Tang's expression changed.

Chen Fushan looked at Tang Jiefang again, "She doesn't understand, but you still don't understand?"

Tang Jiefang was so angry that he walked to Mrs. Tang and suddenly kicked Mrs. Tang hard...