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In the kitchen, Widow Liu took out a plate of salted peanuts and the wine she used to soak her feet at home.

She took a large bowl and placed it in front of Yang Huaming, and then took a small bowl and placed it in front of herself.

The woman just like this, coaxing Yang Huaming to drink one bowl after another.

After two bowls of wine, Yang Huaming lay down on the small table in the kitchen.

The wine bowl in his hand also fell to the ground and broke several pieces.

It was only then that the smile on Widow Liu's face faded.

With a sullen face, the woman found a rope and tied Yang Huaming's hands and feet tightly.

Then he took off Yang Huaming's shoes and stuffed them into Yang Huaming's mouth.

"Humph, you want to take advantage of me? You don't have to consider your own worth."

Widow Liu snorted coldly and picked up the broom.

He beat Yang Huaming hard on his face and body.

Especially the face of Yang Huaming, who claimed to be the most handsome man in Changping Village, was stained with blood from the broom.

It was like a red spider web was stuck on his face.

Yang Huaming was drunk and turned into a puddle of mud.

He didn't wake up even after being hit on his body, he just grunted occasionally.

The sound was also muffled by the shoes.

Widow Liu was tired from beating and stood aside panting.

This anger has been relieved, but what will happen next for such a big living person?

Just when she was worried, the kitchen door suddenly opened.

A cold wind came into the house, and his son Mu Zichuan stood at the door with a livid face.

Widow Liu was startled and the broom in her hand fell to the ground.

"Zichuan, don't come in!"

Widow Liu came to her senses and wanted to push Mu Zichuan out.

Mu Zichuan had already walked in front of Yang Huaming.

The young man looked down at Yang Huaming, who was lying drunk on the stool, with something dark in his eyes.

"Last time, it was this beast who came to bully my mother, right?"

he asked muffledly.

Widow Liu wiped away her tears and nodded.

"I destroyed him!"

Mu Zichuan gritted his teeth and turned around to get the kitchen knife from the chopping board over there.

Widow Liu was shocked and rushed over to grab the kitchen knife.

"Killing requires a life, Zichuan, don't impulsively risk your own bright future!"

Widow Liu cried and persuaded Mu Zichuan.

Mu Zichuan's eyes were red.

"No matter how many books you read, if you can't protect your mother, what's the use of being a human being?" he said.

Widow Liu shook her head desperately.

"There are many disputes in front of the widow, so I hope you can concentrate on your studies and gain fame as soon as possible!"

"When you gain fame and become an official, no one in the village will dare to bully my mother!"

"Zichuan, my mother has endured all these years because of you."
Chapter completed!