Chapter 663 Put down the sickle, be good
Shi Xuedong roared and rushed forward to hit the man.
Qiu Yu pushed Shi's mother down with a palm, then turned around and kicked Shi Xuedong in the head.
With a thud, Shi Xuedong fell to the ground in a daze. Qiu Yu grabbed the meat and vegetables on the ground and stuffed them into his mouth: "We don't deserve to eat meat, but you do! Eat as much as you can!"
Luo Laosan, who was in the middle of a rage, was shocked and stood still. Seeing Qiuyu being so fierce, he took two steps back in fear and dared not move forward.
Zhou Juying jumped directly to the corner, looked at Qiu Yu who was beating people with fear, and then looked at Zhang Ran who was leisurely eating and watching the fun. At this moment, she completely dispelled the inappropriate thoughts in her mind.
Before, her father-in-law wanted to take advantage of her and sell her to the Xu family. As a result, some members of the Xu family died and some were sent to jail.
She must have been blinded by greed to agree with Luo Laosan's idea!
Qiu Yu's attack was very measured and he did not injure the two of them, but he made the mother and son suffer a lot. Only then did he stop and walked towards Zhang Ran who was sitting on the chair. He saw that she had finished her meal and threw away the bowl and chopsticks.
"Thank you, Uncle and Auntie, for the hospitality." Zhang Ran took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth. He looked at Zhou Juying and offered suggestions: "Put less salt in the braised chicken next time. It's a bit salty today."
Zhou Juying: “…”
"Luo Yue! How dare you?!" Luo Laosan was furious but could only jump around on the spot.
Zhang Ran looked at Luo Laosan with a smile, "I forgot to tell you something, I have already changed my name to Zhang Ran. Now you are nothing to me, so don't dream of selling me to some man and charging a high price for me, otherwise..." He reached for the corner, picked up the sickle, stood up, raised the sickle high and aimed it at Luo Laosan, slowly approaching.
"What do you want to do?!" Luo Lao San was so scared that he kept backing away. Only then did he remember that the other party was sick, and Xu Lao Er was paralyzed and died because of her!
Passing by the overturned table, he chopped it down with a sickle, and then chopped it several times with a knife. Zhang Ran tilted his head and grinned at Luo Laosan, "I am sick and cannot be provoked. Why do you want to provoke me?" Staring at Luo Laosan's head, he said softly and coquettishly, "Uncle San, your head must be harder than the table. Come here and let me try, okay?"
Luo Laosan was so scared that his face turned pale as paper and he picked up the chair next to him to block himself.
What?! Is this woman mentally ill? Shi Xuedong was so scared that he quickly got up and ran into the yard. When he felt safe, he yelled at Luo Laosan: "She is sick and you still dare to ask for 30,000 yuan in betrothal gifts!"
Shi's mother followed closely behind, standing beside Shi Xuedong and chiding him: "You two are heartless! You actually want to marry a lunatic to my son! You want to bring disaster to our family!"
Zhang Ran turned slightly to the side, raised his sickle high and smiled at the mother and son: "Why are you leaving? Aren't you going to marry me?"
"No, no, no!" Shi Xuedong was so scared that he shook his head and turned and ran away!
Shi's mother hurried after him. She lost one of her shoes but didn't dare to look back to pick it up. She shouted at Shi Xuedong's back, which looked like he was being chased by a ghost: "Son, wait for me! Wait for me!"
The mother and son ran away. Zhang Ran looked at Luo Lao San again and smiled sweetly: "Oh, he ran away. What should I do?" Then he changed the subject and said, "How about you help me find another one?"
"Xiaoyue, Xiaoyue, this is a misunderstanding!" In the hot summer, Luo Laosan was so scared that cold sweats broke out on his back. "They just came to have a meal! I'm not your parents. It's not my turn to decide your marriage. Yes, it's not my turn to decide!"
"I'm your third uncle, you can't cut me."
"Put down the sickle, be good, and Uncle San will pretend that nothing happened today."
Zhang Ran's answer was to pick up a sickle and start madly chopping the tables, chairs and benches in the main room. He watched the couple screaming and running into the room, then he threw away the sickle, picked up the dirty chicken leg on the ground, tore off the chicken skin, and ate as he walked out.
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