Chapter 1: Dressed as a vicious female partner
Chapter 1 Dressed as a vicious female supporting role
In the scorching summer, Liang Yizheng was standing in the dilapidated small courtyard with a cane.
The short, stubby child in front of him was only about five years old, covered in mud, and only his big wet eyes could be seen clearly on his dirty face.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Under L L L l L M I WRONG
"Don't beat me, Aniang, An'an is in pain."
Zhou Anan pushed open the courtyard door and ran out, the sound of the child crying gradually spread far away.
Liang Yi had to grab the cane and chase after her, continuing to play the vicious stepmother.
Three days ago, she tried to touch the child, but she hadn't touched the child's hair before she felt a dull pain in her chest. She almost thought she was going to die again.
Gradually I found that I couldn't say some gentle words. Once I had that kind of thought, my body would hurt.
In the past few days, she has also known her current identity through the familiar names of places and people——the eighteenth line of cannon fodder in an ancient love story that exploded. She was the hero's sister-in-law before she became famous, not only abused the hero's only two nephews, but also tried her best to block the development of the relationship between the hero and the hero.
It can be said that it is omnipotent, vulgar and vicious.
According to the original plot, she had to do her best to "abuse" Zhou Zhongming, who was weak in the early stage, and her two stepson, in order to "retire".
Seeing Zhou Anan run so fast, Liang Yi's chest gradually started to hurt, and she had to speed up her pace.
She doesn't want to close her eyes and sleep forever!
On the trail in Qiuhe Village, the village chief led the people to Zhou's house with a happy face, but within two steps, he bumped into the boy from Zhou's family who was running away screaming and hugging his ass.
"Stop, little bastard!" Liang Yi ran out of breath.
Turning a corner, Liang Yi was stunned by many people in front of him.
Could it be today? Wasn't the man who was being held tightly by the village head just returned from the battlefield, his brother-in-law Zhou Zhongming, whose eye injury is still not healed, and the hero of this book?
Although he was wearing the black outfit he wore when he left home, his righteousness was so upright that no one could ignore it. His long, jet-black hair was **** with a piece of wood, like the knight-errant that Liang Yi had painted countless times. The eyes were covered with a layer of black veil, which added a sense of mystery to his handsome face.
How come the plot started so unexpectedly!
Liang Yi, one head and two big, suddenly froze with the ferocious expression on his face, but in the eyes of others, it would be a guilty conscience.
"Hey, the sister-in-law of the Zhou family beat the child again? Isn't An An just a little late in speaking, why do you have to get a good beating every day to feel comfortable?" The village chief's daughter-in-law, Chen Shi, seemed careless, but actually said heartily.
Liang Yi was shot by an arrow in the knee, stiffened his back and said, "What's the matter with you, I just trained the child to hinder you?"
This Mrs. Chen stared at her every day until her eyes almost cramped, and she didn't know which tendon was wrong, and she always had trouble with herself.
Chen's face turned blue, and he subconsciously looked at Zhou Zhongming.
The next second, the man's clear and deep voice sounded like raindrops on a plate: "I don't know what An'an did wrong. My sister-in-law wants to beat her with a cane."
"Of course it's the wrong thing to do!" Liang Yi bit the bullet and replied, "He stole the eggs from the house."
Zhou Anan grabbed the corner of his uncle's clothes, cried and begged: "Wow... I want to feed my brother, my brother is going to die, my brother is going to burn to death! Help him, please."
Zhou Zhongming was stunned, and then quickly used the crutch in his hand to explore the road. Seeing this, the village chief hurried up to support him, and a group of people quickly walked towards Zhou's house.
Liang Yi followed with a frown, thinking that the little one should have had his fever gone. Obviously, he wiped his whole body with the only bottle of white wine left at home in the face of a splitting headache, and the fever should have gone away.
(end of this chapter)