What should I do if Quick Transmigration is downgraded?

Chapter 112 Ruined My "Good Girlfriend" 20
After the meal was boring, Jiang Meijuan took two bites and went to sit in the living room.At the dinner table, Zhang's mother and Fu Qiao's family behaved like a family. Zhang Jiarui still existed because of blood relationship, but she was completely transparent.

Although Zhang's mother later changed her words that the meal was made for her.

Not long after she leaned on the sofa and closed her eyes to rest, she heard Zhang's mother exclaim: "Ping En, what are you doing here? Where did you get the flowers?"

When Zheng Nanyang came in with the flowers, Zhang's mother was closing the door and cooking in the kitchen, so she didn't see any roses at all.Now seeing the petals stained on Zhang Pingen's hands, he was immediately surprised.

Pin?flower?

Thinking of Zhang Pingen's strong curiosity about flowers before, Jiang Meijuan panicked, and hurried to the dinner table to see Zhang Pingen.

Zhang Pingen was still wearing the suit just now, but the difference was that there were a few flower petals stuck to his clothes that had been ravaged beyond shape.

The petals were bright red and delicate, Jiang Meijuan only took a vain glance, and she was sure that this was her rose!

Before Zhang Pingen could answer Zhang's mother's question, Jiang Meijuan rushed forward and pulled Zhang Pingen in front of her. She waved her hand a few times, and a series of "papa" sounded, and Zhang Pingen's cheeks were also printed with a layer of red.

But compared with roses, it is still worse.

"Meijuan, what are you doing?"

When she got close to Jiang Meijuan, Zhang's mother had already been frightened by Jiang Meijuan's actions. By the time she realized it, Zhang Ping'en had already had several slap marks on her face.

Zhang Jiarui, who was far away, also looked puzzled, but mothers should educate their sons, and he sat in his seat and didn't move.

But Fu Chang and Zheng Nanyang, who liked to watch good shows, naturally didn't move. They even specially put a lot of food in the bowl, and watched the show while eating.

"I remember that Jiang Meijuan is not like this. Why do you feel that Jiang Meijuan has been collapsing since I came?"

According to the information given by the client, Jiang Meijuan has always been gentle and kind to Zhang Pingen, and she is also very open-minded, which is very different from the current Jiang Meijuan.

Could it be her butterfly wing again?
[Not necessarily, there is no record of this period of time in the information given by the client, maybe Jiang Meijuan later changed her mind and started a new life to treat Zhang Pingen well. ]
Fu Che: Do you want to be a bad guy again? ?
Jiang Meijuan's hands hadn't stopped yet, and the applause and Zhang Ping'en's cries echoed in this small room.Zhang's mother tried to go up and pull Zhang Pingen away, but Jiang Meijuan dodged it, pulling Zhang Pingen further away, and her subordinates moved harder.

"Father... grandma... save me, woo woo woo," Zhang Pingen cried and begged Jiang Meijuan for mercy: "Mom, I was wrong, don't hit me..."

And Jiang Meijuan acted as if she had never heard of it, and just concentrated on beating people.

"Meijuan, that's enough!"

Zhang Jiarui spoke to stop him, but Zhang's mother's roar and Zhang Ping'en's crying made him upset, he didn't want to intervene, and now he couldn't sit still.

He came back from a busy day, but he didn't expect that not only could he not relax at home, but it would make him even more tired.

Jiang Meijuan only smiled coldly at him, and continued to move her hands.

Zhang Jiarui, who had always been able to control Jiang Meijuan, lost his hand at this moment, and couldn't help but increase his tone, yelling three or four times, but Jiang Meijuan didn't respond.

Mother Zhang was still struggling to pull Zhang Pingen away. Just as she grabbed Zhang Pingen's arm, Jiang Meijuan grabbed Zhang Pingen's collar and pulled hard, not only pulling Zhang Pingen back, but also Zhang's mother couldn't hold back for a while, and fell down heavily. on the ground.

Now Zhang Jiarui really can't sit still. As a mother, Jiang Meijuan can hit Zhang Ping'en, but if it implicates Zhang's mother, it is her fault, she is just a daughter-in-law!

He walked forward quickly, trying to pull Jiang Meijuan away.

"Go away," Jiang Meijuan shook Zhang Jiarui's hand viciously, the anger in her eyes seemed to want to devour Zhang Jiarui and burn him down.

Jiang Meijuan turned her face back, and slapped Zhang Pingen heavily again.

Zhang Pingen, whose cheeks were red and swollen from the slap for a long time, was slapped hard on the side of the head, and there was a tingling pain in his left ear. He didn't even have the strength to cry, and quickly withdrew his left hand, which had been pushing Jiang Meijuan away. He covered his left ear.

It hurt so bad in his ears, he seemed to have touched a stream of warm liquid, but Jiang Meijuan was still holding him, he didn't dare to take his hands off, so he could only cover his ears tightly.

"Meijuan, stop quickly," Fu Che also joined the battle.

It's just that her persuasion was weak and ineffective.

"Put your hands down," Jiang Meijuan said ferociously, she gritted her teeth and looked at Zhang Pingen, feeling a burning pain in her palm.

But she didn't want to stop.

What Zhang Pingen destroyed was not only her roses, but also her youthful expectations and ignorance. The thoughts of a girl who was almost ten years late were destroyed in Zhang Pingen's hands before she was immersed in happiness for a long time.

Seeing that Zhang Pingen kept covering her ears and frowning without speaking, Jiang Meijuan didn't bother to explain so much to him. She stepped hard on the foot of Zhang Jiarui who was holding her from behind. Let go.

Without restraint, she waved her palm at Zhang Pingen again.

This time she didn't slap her in the face, but at Zhang Pingen's hand.

The feeling of slapping hands is different from slapping faces. Jiang Meijuan was sore from the bones of her hands. She glanced at her palms casually, but saw a little blood on them.

Jiang Meijuan was stunned and slowly let go of Zhang Pingen's left hand.

Feeling that the strength on his right hand was decreasing, Zhang Pingen saw the right moment, swung it vigorously, and leaned against Fu Qiao nimbly, whimpering softly: "Godmother...my ear hurts..."

He no longer cared about acting like a baby. Compared with the swollen face, what caused him more pain was the stinging ears.

"What's wrong with your ears?" Fu Qiao frowned, feeling something was wrong in his heart, he put his hand on his, and gently took it away.

Under the guidance of Fu Chang's soft and boneless hand, Zhang Pingen slowly removed the hand covering his left ear, still sobbing and crying: "Godmother...it really hurts..."

I saw that the ear pinna was already bright red, and Zhang Pingen's palm was also scarlet with blood.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Nanyang came over and asked. When he saw the blood, his pupils dilated slightly and he felt a little gloating in his heart.

It seems that this matter is not so simple.

Zhang's mother saw that Zhang Ping'en had arrived at Fu Qiao's place, her heart fell to the ground, and she was sitting on the ground to rest now; while Jiang Meijuan was still staring at her hands, and Zhang Jiarui, who was standing in front of her, was still blaming her endlessly.

Except for Fu Kai and Zheng Nanyang, no one's attention was on Zhang Pingen.

"Enough, stop!" Zheng Nanyang said loudly, "Ping En is injured, take him to the hospital first."

After Zheng Nanyang finished speaking, he quickly went out to drive, while Fu Che took Zhang Pingen and followed him out.

There are only three people in the room left in a daze, go to the hospital?
(End of this chapter)