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Chapter 8: Locusts cross the border and no grass grows(2/2)

He stood up and shook his sleeves, and said loudly: "No further discussion on the establishment of the prince. I have my own plans to retreat to the court!"

Besides, Jiang Zhiyue was not too disappointed, although she couldn't find any real news.

After an hour, the two finally returned to Jiangjia Village, and the front of the Jiang family was particularly lively.

"She Jiang Xiaoqing's daughter crawled out of my belly no matter where she married. If she doesn't recognize me as a mother, she will let her help her brother with food." Du Mudan in the crowd shouted with confidence.

There was also a middle-aged couple standing beside her, Du Mudan’s old son Jiang Xiaoming and his wife Yuhe.

On the side of the Jiang family, Sun, who had a slap on his face, was protected by Jiang Yuqing. Erlang, Sanlang and Silang brothers also blocked her and stared at Du Mudan fiercely, preventing Du Mudan from coming up to beat people again.

"Bah, why do you give me the food from my family?" Old Mrs. Jiang, as the first combat power, was cursing Du Mudan.

The persimmons were about to pick the soft ones, and Du Mudan just scolded Sun: "Let me be hungry, and you are not afraid of choking to death when eating."

Sun has been married to the Jiang family for so many years, and she has become much tougher. She walked out of the crowd and said:

"I didn't tell you what to do before collecting the grain in advance. What are our food for you? You got so much money to buy grain in the town by yourself."

"You damn girl, you dare to talk back, you really have rebelled against you."

Du Mudan shouted and ran over to tear Sun's hair, and Sun was not willing to be outdone.

Old Mrs. Jiang and Zhang hurriedly went up to stop her. Du Mudan would have occupied a mother in Sun's name. If this really fights, it would be bad for her reputation and would also affect the kids in the family to say they are kinship at that time.

"Xiaoming, Yuhe, come and help me." Du Mudan was torn to her hair and couldn't straighten her waist, so she could only shout at someone at the top of her throat.

Jiang Xiaoming looked at the Jiang family man who was eyeing him and pushed Yu He hard, "I didn't see our mother being beaten, why are you doing here?"

Sun caught Yuhe who was pushed in and beaten him hard. This woman was not a good woman. After getting married with Jiang Xiaoming, she kept urging Du Mudan and Jiang Xiaoming to fight Qiufeng. Sun directly vented her resentment towards Du Mudan on Yuhe.

Jiang Zhiyue squeezed into the crowd and stood next to the Jiang family. She noticed that Jiang Yuchao and Dalang Erlang, who should have been in the town, were also at home, but now it is not the time to ask.

Jiang Xiaoming noticed Jiang Zhiyue's eyes lit up and looked her up and down with lust.

Jiang Zhiyue noticed an uncomfortable gaze, and looked up and saw Jiang Xiaoming's vulgar eyes.

Her sharp eyes glared at him, but Jiang Xiaoming seemed to have not realized it, and still stared at him lustfully.

Jiang Zhiyue's expression turned cold and her mental power rushed towards him. Jiang Dalang and Jiang Erlang also noticed the situation here, and walked over in three or two steps and punched him.

A sudden severe pain in Jiang Xiaoming's mind made him have no chance to react, so he could only lie down and let him beat him up.

After he was angry, Old Mrs. Jiang and others walked back to the door of their home. The three people lying on the ground looked very miserable.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!
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