My host is very irritable

Chapter 341 The Poor Little One of the Ages 1

"You stupid girl, how dare you! That's your father..." Yan Cuihua just opened the door and saw that her man's hand was twisted off by He Yue.

She ran over quickly, looked at Zhang Laoer's hand with heartache, then turned around and scolded He Yue.

"He wants to hit me, so I can't hit him?"

"He is the elder. If he hits you, you have to bear it." Although Old Man Zhang didn't like his son, he didn't want a little girl like He Yue to make trouble at home.

"I won't take it. If anyone hits me again, I will kill you." He Yue said as she glanced at everyone in the yard with a cold look.

Those who were swept by her eyes could not help but shrink their necks.

"It's a rebellion, it's a rebellion, why are you still standing there? Why don't you tie her up for me?" Old Mrs. Zhang didn't lie down anymore. She sat up suddenly and shouted at her sons.

"Hey! Here they come." When Boss Zhang heard his mother calling him, they immediately surrounded He Yue.

"Bang bang bang..." He Yue picked up the stick that was used to push the door and knocked them all to the ground.

They lay on the ground one by one, crying out in pain.

"Daya, those are all your uncles and aunts. Are you going to turn your back on them?" Old man Zhang was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and he roared at He Yue.

"Why should I admit that I'm a bunch of trash who bullied me?"

"You...you have to rely on your parents' family after you get married."

"Tsk! Every day they see that my nose is not a nose and my eyes are not eyes. How can I count on them? You are dreaming and haven't woken up yet!"

"You..." Old man Zhang was speechless.

Because he knew that what He Yue said was the truth, and because Zhang Laoer didn't value Daya, everyone in the family dared to bully her.

"We are all family, is it necessary to hold a grudge against each other?" Someone suddenly said this.

"get out."

"Come out just as you want, what else can you do to me?" Zhang Weipeng rushed out of the house and looked at He Yue with an indignant look on his face.

"Pa pa pa..." He Yue raised her hand and slapped Zhang Weipeng a few times, and his face swelled up like a big pig's head.

"You...you dare to hit me, I will fight with you..." The young man was beaten by a little girl, and Zhang Weipeng was so angry that his face turned red.

"boom--"

He Yue raised her foot and kicked him out.

"We are all family. I just slapped you twice. Is that a big deal?"

"you……"

Damn, slap him twice, are you blind? Didn't you see how swollen his face is?

However, they only dared to talk about it in their hearts and did not dare to say it out loud.

They are not iron men, they know pain.

"What? Was I wrong?" He Yue looked at the people in the yard coldly.

"Yes, yes, yes..." They answered frustratedly.

"Very good, it seems that everyone is very sensible. From now on, we will love each other."

Everyone couldn't help but shrink their necks when they heard the words. Why did they feel like there was something else behind her words?

"Are you still asking me to cook?" He Yue came to the frightened old lady Zhang with a stick and asked coldly.

"No, no, no..." Old Lady Zhang swallowed and answered quickly.

"Then what are you still doing here? Acting as a stone pillar?"

"No, no, no, I'll go cook right away."

"What are you doing standing here? Go fetch some water."

"You, go clean up."

"Go clean the pigsty." He Yue pointed at Zhang Weipeng and said.

"No, no, no, I won't go." Zhang Weipeng shook his head frantically.

"Not going? Then go clean the toilet!" The stick in He Yue's hand was almost poking Zhang Weipeng's face.

"Go, go, I'll be there right away." Zhang Weipeng ran to the pigpen with a swollen pig head.

"You, go wash the clothes..."

"I...I..." Boss Zhang's wife wanted to say that she didn't want to.

"Ok?"

"Go, I'll go right away." She ran out the door with the basin in her hand.

"Why are you looking at me? What are you supposed to do?"

The rest of the people dispersed in a hurry, fearing that they would not be able to leave if it was too late.

"What are you doing sitting here? Are you waiting for someone to serve you food?" He Yue pointed at Old Man Zhang who was sitting on the doorstep and asked.

"Daya, are you really going to be satisfied only when the whole family is in unrest?" Old man Zhang tapped the pipe in his hand and looked at He Yue with a frown.

"I'm causing trouble? I just don't want to swallow my anger anymore, and you put that accusation on me?"

"That's for your own good. After all, you are the younger generation..."

"Hahaha... You mean I can only endure your suppression and cannot resist?"

Old Man Zhang: “…”

When He Yue saw his look, she understood his attitude. She attacked quickly, and by the time Old Man Zhang felt the pain on his face, He Yue had finished the fight.

"you……"

"There's a mosquito on your face. Let me swat it for you. I'm doing this for your own good." He Yue spread his hands and said shamelessly.

“You, you, you…” Old man Zhang’s fingers trembled as if he had Parkinson’s disease when he heard this.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited." He Yue said with a smile, "It's okay if you die now, I haven't even had a feast yet!"

"Get out of here..." Old man Zhang was really angry. How could he not know that his granddaughter was such a scoundrel?

"Tsk, I'm doing this for your own good, you really don't know how to appreciate a good person."

"You...thump..." Old man Zhang really couldn't bear it anymore. He closed his eyes and fainted.

"Dad, Dad, wake up, wake up..." Others did not dare to blame He Yue and could only whisper to old man Zhang on the ground.

"Daya, that's your grandfather. You've gone too far." Yan Cuihua looked at He Yue with disapproval.

"Go sweep the toilet!" He Yue had no good feelings towards this woman.

He doesn't even know how to protect his own daughter. She just cries every day.

When someone else said something, she didn't dare to refute and immediately endured it.

Afterwards, she beat the original body to death. She blamed the original body for her unhappy marriage and hated the original body.

Yes, she hated her original self. She hated that her original self was not a boy.

If it was a boy, she wouldn't be bullied by her husband's family and looked down upon by her own man.

"Me? I won't go..." When Yan Cuihua heard He Yue asking her to clean the toilet, she jumped up immediately.

"Crack——!"

Yan Cuihua watched as He Yue's fingers moved slightly, and the thick door-knocking stick broke into two pieces.

She swallowed and pretended to be calm and said, "How can you still hit me? You can see clearly that I am your mother."

"Pa pa pa..." He Yue raised her hand and slapped her a few times. There was nothing to be afraid of. She had nothing to do with him anyway.

"You, you, you..." Yan Cuihua covered her face and looked at He Yue in disbelief. She never expected that her daughter would hit her.

"going or not?"

"Go, I'll go right away." Yan Cuihua looked at He Yue's cold eyes and swallowed the dirty words in her mouth.

"Stop, where are you going?" He Yue stopped Zhang Laoer who was about to go out.

"I'll go bandage my hand..."