In the age of crossing books, the female supporting role of salted fish won

Holding a wooden stick, especially when the other end is still stained with rice fields. Although it has been dried, it is still disgusting in the eyes of others.

Even though Zhao Meilan lived in the cowshed and cleaned cow dung every day, when she saw the stick in Song Juan's hand, she still instinctively felt nauseated and subconsciously turned around and ran back.

"Can you run away?"

Song Juan took steps and started running as well.

Not long after, Song Juan caught up behind Zhao Meilan, swung her stick, and hit Zhao Meilan on the arm.

Originally, Song Juan didn't want to fight with Zhao Meilan. After all, Zhao Meilan smelled too bad.

But when Zhao Meilan hit her with a stone, Song Juan also remembered that she could use weapons.

By chance, this stick for stirring farmyard manure appeared in her sight. This was simply the best weapon God had provided for her.

It's winter, and Zhao Meilan wears quite thick clothes.

When the stick fell, it was not very painful because of the cotton-padded jacket.

However, because of Song Juan's stick, Zhao Meilan lost her balance and fell to the ground. Her palm scraped against the ground and broke her skin.

"If the tiger doesn't show its power, you will treat me as a sick cat!"

"Screaming and killing all day long!"

"Do you think you are the emperor?"

Every time Song Juan shouted, she would give Zhao Meilan a stick.

Arms, legs, back!

Song Juan chose parts that would not cause big problems. After all, she did not want to be accused of murder.

"stop fighting!"

"Please, stop hitting!"

"Song Juan, please spare me!"

"I was wrong!"

"I was wrong, I dare not do it again!"

"Ah, wuwu, please forgive me!"

……

Zhao Meilan was beaten very badly. Of course, it only looked miserable.

Although she huddled up and kept begging for mercy, the head she held in her hands had a look of resentment on her face, and her eyes shone with resentment.

She didn't really feel the pain, she was just pretending, waiting for Song Juan to be careless.

When chasing Song Juan before, the speed gap between the two was a bit big. Zhao Meilan couldn't catch up with Song Juan, so she was thinking about how to catch Song Juan.

Now, here's your chance!

As long as she hugs Song Juan, she can take revenge.

She could even scratch Hua Songjuan's face.

She wanted to see why Song Juan, whose face was scratched, could still be arrogant in front of her!

For this reason, Zhao Meilan kept shrinking, trying to find an opportunity to knock Song Juan down.

This place is far away from the village.

Speaking of which, this Song Juan is also stupid.

He came to provoke me, and instead of running to the village, he ran to the mountains. Isn't this stupid?

As long as she seizes the opportunity, she can make Song Juan irreversible.

By then, they will all be the ones who fell into the mud.

Although Song Juan couldn't see Zhao Meilan's expression, she didn't relax at all.

Having watched so many movies and TV series, how many people have capsized when they were careless?

The villain starts with talking too much!

For Zhao Meilan, she is now the villain.

Song Juan ignored Zhao Meilan's pleas and continued to beat the other party unilaterally. In the process, Song Juan always kept two steps away from the other party.

This distance is enough for her to react to stress.

"Make you bad!"

"Let you trouble me!"

Song Juan waved her stick and beat for a while.

And Zhao Meilan had been beaten for such a long time, and her cotton-padded jacket had several cracks, and the cotton inside was exposed.

"Zhao Meilan, you'd better not provoke me in the future, otherwise, I'll beat you every time I see you!"

Song Juan put away the stick and did not throw it away.

"I dare not, never again!"

Zhao Meilan was still cowering on the ground.

She was like a lurking snake, waiting for the chance to strike a fatal blow.

However, Song Juan never gave her a chance to take action.

"You better remember what you said today!"

Song Juan bypassed Zhao Meilan and walked towards the village.

However, she did not leave her back to Zhao Meilan, but looked at Zhao Meilan and walked backwards.

Zhao Meilan took a look at Song Juan when she left. When she found that Song Juan had been looking at her and slowly retreating, the resentment in her heart surged again.

She hates it!

Why is this damn woman so cunning?

You are about to leave, why are you so cautious?

Zhao Meilan looked at Song Juan who was gradually walking away, but finally did not take action.

She now knew very well that if Song Juan could not be caught immediately, another round of beatings would be waiting for her.

"Damn Song Juan, just wait, I will avenge this sooner or later!"

Zhao Meilan slowly got up and walked in the direction of Banpo Village.

After being beaten, she learned to be wise. Now she can't defeat Song Juan in a head-on battle.

Then we can only make a sneak attack!

Wait for the opportunity.

Song Juan gave Zhao Meilan a good beating and her thoughts became clear immediately.

Sure enough, I am really not a generous person!

Back in Banpo Village, the pig killing business in the village was not over yet, so Song Juan simply rushed over to join in the fun.

Of the three pigs, the old one from the Song family was the fattest, so naturally it was placed last.

When Song Juan came over, the fat pig she had raised for half a year was being guillotined.

"Amitabha, may the Buddha bless you to be a human being in your next life!"

Song Juan muttered a few words in her heart, then watched with interest as the white knife came in, the red knife came out, and the fat pig howled before it died. Although it was a bit disturbing, it was not a big problem.

After all, this is all meat!

"Auntie, aren't you coming?"

While Song Juan was watching her big fat pig being bled with great interest, Song Mingshu jumped out of nowhere.

"Whether I come or not is up to you, little brat!"

Song Juan stretched out her hand and grabbed Song Mingshu's collar, "You disturbed my sleep, Song Mingshu, you are very brave!"

As she spoke, Song Juan twisted Song Mingshu's ear with her other hand.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, aunt, please spare my life!"

Song Mingshu quickly begged for mercy.Although his ears didn't hurt, he knew that if he didn't beg for mercy quickly, his aunt would really be cruel.

"Go back and copy ten texts and do ten arithmetic problems, and I will spare you!"

Song Juan would not easily let go of this stinky nephew who kept her awake.

"All right, all right, I'll listen to you!"

A good man will not suffer immediate losses, so Song Mingshu readily agreed.

However, the little guy's thought was that after he escaped, the sky was high and the birds could fly.

"Song Mingshu, if you dare to deny it, I will spread your ass!"

"Also, the New Year's money will be confiscated from you!"

Song Juan is also from here, how could she not know what this little devil is thinking?

When Song Mingshu heard this threat, he was instantly frightened.

"A manly man, every spit is a nail. I told you to listen to you, and I will listen to you!"

"Stop looking down on people!"

For the sake of his new year's money, Song Mingshu felt that he could be more obedient.

Song Juan then let him go.