Manager Li glanced at Yang Huazhong and said with his nostrils raised in the sky: "Let me tell you again, this field belongs to our rich man Li's family, and the tenants will plant it tomorrow."

"I don't care where the contract in your hand came from. If you dare to come here again tomorrow to cause trouble, I will break your legs!"

"Aqiang, let's go!"

Manager Li put down these words and turned around.

Aqiang spat in Yang Huazhong's direction and gave Yang Huazhong a warning look.

He also turned around and followed him.

Yang Huazhong got up from the field and wanted to catch up and reason.

As soon as he lifted his feet, his legs felt sore, and the man fell down in the field again.

…

After lunch, Yang Ruoqing went to the backyard room to take a nap as usual.

Uncle Chang Geng ran in anxiously.

"Qing'er, go back quickly, your father has been beaten!"

He shouted as he entered the door.

Yang Ruoqing was so shocked that she jumped up from the couch.

"What's going on?" she asked urgently.

Uncle Chang Geng explained the matter in a few words.

Yang Ruoqing gritted her teeth.

He picked up the coat on the side and walked towards the door, just in time to meet Luo Fengtang who came in from outside.

"Qing'er, where are you going?" Luo Fengtang asked.

"Go back to the village!"

…

Luo Fengtang drove the carriage very quickly.

Soon they entered the house.

A room full of people.

Daniu, Luo Tiejiang, Wang Hongquan, Lao Yangtou, and Yang Hua'an all came over.

Guihua and Dayun comforted Sun, who cried until her eyes were swollen.

Dayun raised his head and happened to see Yang Ruoqing coming in from the door, and his eyes lit up.

"Qing'er is back, Qing'er is back!"

Everyone's eyes were directed at Yang Ruoqing, as if they had found their backbone.

Yang Ruoqing did not go to comfort Mrs. Sun, but went straight to the bedside.

Father Yang Huazhong was sitting on the bed.

The man's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and the trousers of the table legs were pulled up to just above his knees.

The exposed knee was covered in bruises.

At first glance, it looked like someone had kicked him hard.

Yang Ruoqing saw Yang Huazhong's injuries clearly in her eyes, and her face became terrifyingly gloomy.

In the room that was still chattering before, now everyone consciously shut up and became quiet.

"Dad, where does it hurt in your stomach? Tell me."

She sat down sideways and said to Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong shook his head: "No internal organs were injured, just a little skin injury. Don't worry, my daughter."

The movement of speaking also involved the broken corner of the man's mouth.

He took a breath and frowned.

Yang Ruoqing saw all this in her eyes, and the anger in her stomach surged upwards!

At this time, Luo Fengtang, who had parked the carriage, also entered the house.

I just happened to hear Yang Ruoqing asking Yang Huazhong about the details of the incident.

Luo Fengtang was so angry that his face turned black, his fists clenched loudly, and he turned around and left.

He was grabbed by Yang Ruoqing.

"What are you going for?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang glanced at her.

The murderous look in her eyes made her stunned for a moment.

"Go to Lijia Village."

He said solemnly.

"I'm going to kill that rich man Li!"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

When the people nearby heard this, they quickly came over to stop him and persuade him.

"Tangyaozi, you can't. You have to pay with your life if you kill someone..."

Luo Fengtang was unmoved. He gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead protruded one by one, and the muscles on his face also stiffened.

"Qing'er, please persuade Tang Yazi quickly, he will listen to you!"

Yang Huazhong leaned forward and said anxiously.

Those strong men who beat him were not easy to mess with.

Yang Ruoqing cast a calm look at Yang Huazhong.

His eyes turned to Luo Fengtang.

"They beat my father, and I was the one who wanted to kill them the most." Yang Ruoqing said.

"But at times like this, we must not be impulsive or reckless."

"Grandmaster Li is not only the richest man in Lijia Village, but also the tyrant in the Mianniu Mountain area."

"Not to mention whether his family has any background or background, it is said that the family's nursing home alone supports hundreds of people."

"Let's go there alone. It's hard for us to fight with two fists and four legs."

"Not only did I not vent my anger on my father, I also had to bring myself into it."

"Tangyaozi, listen to me. Our top priority is to heal my father's injuries first. Looking back, we will settle the score one by one!"

Yang Ruoqing gritted her teeth and said, her pupils shrank, and a cold air overflowed from her body.

It made everyone around him shiver, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop instantly.

Luo Fengtang looked at Yang Ruoqing with a complicated expression.

Finally, he nodded: "I listen to you!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

Yang Ruoqing brought her medicine box and began to treat Yang Huazhong's wounds in an orderly manner.

When she left in the morning, everyone was happy.

I didn't expect that something like this would happen after a while.

Looking at my father’s upright and honest face, he was beaten like this.

The nosebleeds formed scars in the nostrils and the eye sockets were blue.

The corners of his mouth were broken and it was painful to breathe.

But in order not to worry his wife, daughter and old father, he deliberately pretended not to be in pain...

Yang Ruoqing's heart was tightly pulled together.

The torturous night was finally over.

Luo Fengtang came over early in the morning.

Seeing his appearance, Yang Ruoqing knew that he was just like her, probably waiting for dawn with his eyes open.

"How is Third Uncle doing?"

Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The wound has been treated and it should be fine."

Luo Fengtang nodded: "When we get to the fields later, don't do anything, let me do it!"
To be continued...