Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

The memories of the past, of the previous life, of youth, of suffocation, all came flooding back at this particular moment.

Coming from the mirage.

There is no need to confirm his facial features, his weight, his likes and dislikes. The only person who can make Leng Yanqiu's heart beat so nervously that she cannot control it is Leng Zhiqiang.

He was a lucky boy, born with a pot handle, and was pampered by his parents. They did everything they could to spend money on him and didn't let him do any work. If he liked to study, he studied; if he liked to date, he got married; if he liked to scold his wife, he scolded her; if he liked to beat his wife, he persuaded her to reconcile afterwards; if he wanted to divorce, he divorced; if he didn't want the child, he raised it for him; if he wanted to go out and explore, he gave him money.

To sum up, the old couple will never say "no" to their son in this life.

What a magnificent love, which favors both sons and daughters and helps raise and nurture them.

The living Leng Yanqiu kept that posture unchanged, looking trembling, but actually she was breathing. She would not escape and could not escape. Any loss within the courtyard wall would be her trouble, and Leng Zhiqiang would not care at all.

The shovel is new, and the shovel head is covered with dust at the moment, but its sharpness is unquestionable.

Leng Yanqiu had a bloodthirsty impulse, but she could control it.

Closer, closer.

Leng Zhiqiang and Ding Guihua were young and ignorant when they were Leng Yanqiu's age. When Ding Guihua became pregnant, the two families had a big fight and both dropped out of school and returned home to live. Ding Guihua then packed her bags and moved into the Leng family's house. It was not until Leng Yanqiu was about to go to elementary school that they were forced to get a marriage certificate because black people with unregistered household registration were not allowed to enroll. Leng Yanqiu also had a household registration.

As a result, when they got the marriage certificate, a group of people from Ding Guihua's family came to beat and scold Leng Zhiqiang, smashed the pots and pans of the Leng family, and forced him to get the divorce certificate. Ding Guihua walked to the Leng family on her own two feet, but when she returned, she was pulled away by a trolley, leaving her with injuries.

Leng Zhiqiang, who was a man of few words and did nothing, was no longer interested in the novelty of the first time. How could he work hard for Ding Guihua and her baby? Ding Guihua had to ask her mother-in-law for money every time she spent, and she was basically rejected. Naturally, she complained. Leng Zhiqiang got angry and slapped her for the first time. Ding Guihua, who had a falling out with her family, chose to endure it...

As far as Leng Yanqiu could remember from her childhood, she had only fear of Leng Zhiqiang, a fear that came from the depths of her heart.

Leng Zhiqiang was beaten and scolded so badly by the Ding family that he decided to work hard to make a name for himself. He followed the foreman of a building plumbing project from a neighboring village to Hai City to start a new life.

He came back occasionally during the nine years, and every day was torment for Leng Yanqiu.

Today, there will be no more suffering.

Leng Zhiqiang is now in his early thirties. His hairline is still there, his beer belly is not rounded, his complexion is slightly dark, his eyebrows are thick, his eyes are big, his nose is straight, and his lips are thin. This is a good time for him to have both youth and maturity. But at this moment, his face is distorted and the corners of his mouth are twitching. He must be gritting his teeth.

Neither a suit, a white shirt, nor black leather shoes can restrain his wildness.

Ten meters away from Leng Yanqiu, Leng Zhiqiang confirmed with his eyes that it was undoubtedly his evil daughter.

The suit is expensive, so I changed from rolling up my sleeves directly to a more gentle prelude of rolling up my sleeves. I rolled up the left side and then the right side, which was a bit annoying. After unbuttoning the cuffs of my white shirt, I rolled them up again, revealing my muscular forearms.

Five meters away, Leng Zhiqiang stopped, stretched out his right hand, hooked his index finger, and said in a calm voice: "Come here!"

Behind Leng Zhiqiang, figures ran out of the west neighbor's courtyard, one, two; one family, two families...

"Get over here!"

"Get over here!"

Leng Yanqiu didn't move. Not only did his violent heartbeat return to normal speed, but he could also feel that his blood flow slowed down.

Not afraid anymore.

Leng Zhiqiang, who was irritated to the point of rage, retracted his right hand. There was not a single day in Hai City where he could lose his temper and use his fists at will. It was still better at home, where the air was free.

He accelerated his steps and swung his big palms like a palm-leaf fan. A sense of pride rose from the soles of his feet, and he could immediately enjoy the pleasure.

"Bang" replaced the expected "pop" sound.

A flash of light flashed before my eyes, and the back of a shovel fit tightly against a palm as big as a palm leaf, and then they both quickly withdrew along their original tracks.

The sun was shining brightly, and the thin girl stood there leaning on a shovel, as if nothing had happened.

Except for the tall and mighty man opposite, who was bending over and howling in pain while holding his hand.

It turns out that he wasn't very tall! The slap that I thought I could easily kill myself with was no match for the shovel.

The neighbors who were watching the show gathered around me.

"Hey, isn't this Leng Zhiqiang? He's made it big. Look at his outfit. What's wrong with his hand?"

"Are you here to see your daughter? Did the father and daughter have a fight? I didn't see it clearly just now..."

"Hey, don't cover it! Did your daughter hit you? That's the daughter's fault. How could she hit her own father? I have to teach this daughter a lesson..."

Leng Yanqiu remained quiet and motionless, with a clear look in his eyes.

After a series of stomping and crying out in pain, Leng Zhiqiang straightened up. The onlookers saw the slap on his hand, which had quickly turned purple. It was really big!

Leng Zhiqiang was indeed strong. His left hand still tightly grasped his right wrist, and he raised his eyes and glared at Leng Yanqiu.

There was a layer of white sweat on his forehead and his eyes were bloodshot. The pain he had just felt was not fake.

He didn't say anything, just as strict as when he used to beat the mother and daughter at home and didn't allow them to make any sound.

He knew that the evil girl could only hurt him with the shovel, so he suddenly exerted force, took two steps forward, turned sideways and raised his foot, kicking hard at the handle of the shovel and Leng Yanqiu's waist and abdomen behind the shovel.

After kicking the person and the shovel down together, he can kick her repeatedly and hard to kill this evil girl who dared to embezzle his 50,000 yuan!

"Ah!" The crowd of onlookers exclaimed, and the timid ones subconsciously shook their heads and closed their eyes.

"Ah——" A long, extremely painful scream, followed by a dull thud of someone falling to the ground.

Leng Zhiqiang first hit the wall with one shoulder, and then rolled down the dust, crushing a field of wild chrysanthemums that had just been transplanted.

Everyone was shocked and couldn't believe it.

When would Leng Yanqiu step back so that he would have the space and time to continue swinging the shovel to meet the kicking foot?

Undoubtedly, this shovel is more powerful than that one.

Because Leng Zhiqiang kept shouting and didn't get up again.

His left leg and right hand were injured, leaving him at a loss as to what to do with his intact right leg and left hand.

Everyone retreated for a long time, their legs trembling.

Leng Zhiqiang's scream was so horrifying! His appearance was also unbearable to look at, with tears and snot all over his face.

The neighbors who had just stood on the moral high ground to accuse Leng Yanqiu now chose not to look to the east.

Teach Leng Yanqiu a lesson? If this girl dares to use any weapon, she will kill him. It is better not to poke the tiger's butt.

Can you take care of Leng Zhiqiang? It seems that it is not necessary. We are not familiar with each other. The Leng family is a single family with no relatives in Ma Liu Village.

The only ones who were willing to risk their lives to protect their son were the old couple of the Leng family.