Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

The second Mu.

"Ah...! Stop hitting, stop hitting! Hit me! Don't hit her!"

Little Muyan was hugged tightly by the thin Qiuniang, and felt violent vibrations from time to time.

This vibration came from the ruthless punching and kicking, just by the vibration under Qiuniang's body, little Muyan already felt dizzy.

I don't know how painful it must be when the fist and foot landed on Qiuniang's body.

"Oh! You don't think I can find out, do you?"

"Did you eat an egg for this loser today!"

"Do you know how much the eggs are now! This is what you can eat!"

"Hmph! You're stealing food while I'm not home! I think you're tired of work!"

"You have to figure it out, I'm raising you, it's your blessing! I don't do some work when I have time, and I only think about delicious food!"

"In a few days, I'll sell this money-losing product! Make you give up!"

The shaking continued, and the curse continued.

Little Muyan was hugged in Qiuniang's arms, feeling the impact constantly, Qiuniang's tears flowed continuously, wetting Muyan's shoulders.

"Don't! Don't sell her! Don't sell her! If you want to sell, you sell me! Sell me!"

Qiuniang cried so much that she hugged Muyan even tighter.

The flirtatious snorted coldly and said, "Sell you? How much are you worth? A young lady who can't even give birth to a child, who do you think wants you!"

"Don't sell her! Don't sell her! Please! As long as you don't sell her, I will do anything!"

……

Act three.

"Ohh Ohh ohh……"

Little Mu Muyan's tears kept falling, and she cried loudly, which sounded extremely miserable.

"I don't want it! I don't want it! I want my mother! I want my mother!"

A man dressed as a merchant is pulling Xiao Muyan's left hand, and on the other side is Qiuniang who is holding Xiao Muyan's right hand.

Qiuniang's face was full of tears, and her eyes were red from crying: "Don't sell her! Don't! Please, please!"

Boqing stood aside, watching coldly, with disgust on his face.

Seeing Qiuniang as a mother-in-law dragging her feet, the man dressed as a businessman rushed up annoyed, raised his foot, and kicked Qiuniang in the heart.

This kick seemed to be very hard, and Qiuniang shook her body, let go of her hand, and fell obliquely on the ground, frowning tightly, showing a painful expression.

"Little Smoke..."

A drop of clear tear slipped from the eye.

Little Muyan was rudely thrown into a cage-shaped carriage.

click.

The cell door is locked.

The merchant sat in front of the car, whipped his whip, and went away.

With tears streaming down her face, little Mu Muyan pulled the bars of the cage, looked at Qiu Niang who was lying on the ground, and cried, "Mother...Mother! Mother..."

……

In the busy street market.

Wan Muyan rubbed her temples, digesting the memories just now.

She raised her head again and looked at the peddler in front of her, it was the merchant who pulled her away from her mother.

Wan Muyan frowned, feeling a burst of displeasure in her heart.

In the previous life, Yun Junhua had always been indifferent to Mu Yan, and since childhood, Mu Yan has never felt a mother's love.

In the first rebirth, Mu Muyan glimpsed the past of the original owner in her memory, and clearly felt Qiuniang's strong maternal love.

This love filled Mu Yan's long-standing lack at once, and quickly made Mu Yan empathize with her.

Facing the man dressed as a businessman in front of him, Wan Muyan was deeply troubled by the kick that kicked Qiuniang's heart.