There was a strange noise in the grass there, and the grass around them kept shaking, and the whimpering sounds of small animals came from time to time.

Song Nuan approached her hands and feet, climbed up to the tree beside her, and sat steadily on the trunk and looked down. Wow! What a guy, it was actually a snake preying on a gray hare.

Seeing the hare stopping and struggling, Song Nuan took out her newly prepared slingshot and sharpened bamboo pieces from the bamboo basket, aimed, and three bamboo pieces were shot together, and shot into the snake at the same time.

The grass swayed even harder.

Song Nuan was afraid that the snake would run away, so she shot out a few more bamboo pieces.

The snake looked up at her and was very unwilling to accept the poison. But no matter how unwilling he was, he just struggled a few more times and fell down softly.

Song Nuan curled her lips and smiled, climbed down from the tree, clapped her hand, "Little thing, do you dare to glare at me, right? Humph! I'll stew you when I get home." As she said that, she walked over and confirmed that the snake was dead, so she picked the snake and the rabbit into the bamboo basket.

With the harvest, Song Nuan was happy. Seeing that it was still early, she walked around the back mountain and found no wild vegetables to eat, but saw a lot of Scutellaria baicalensis.

This season, it was the harvest period for Scutellaria baicalensis. She swung her hoe and dug it out until she filled the bamboo basket and picked some trauma medicine while the other day, and then went home.

After going down the back mountain, I passed by the locust tree.

A group of children who were playing stopped and scattered, hiding behind the big locust tree, leaving only a little boy sitting on the ground to wipe his tears. Song Nuan glanced lightly and walked over calmly.

"Sister."

As soon as I walked over, someone called her in a crying voice.

Song Nuan looked back and saw the boy wiping his tears crying and running towards her, "Sister, they hit me, my hand is bleeding."

He called her eldest sister, a boy of seven or eight years old, and that should be her third brother, Song Jiabao. The people and affairs of the Wen and Song families, probably Wen Chongzheng had told her.

Song Jiabao stopped three steps away from her, stretched out his left hand timidly, and blood dripped from his wrist. Song Nuan frowned, stepped forward and pressed the wound with her hand, and asked, "Who did it?" As he said that, he glared fiercely at the group of children under the big locust tree.

The children were a little scared by her vicious look and dared not speak.

Blood flowed out from her fingers, and Song Nuan's face became even more ugly.

"Jiabao, who do you think it is?"

"Zhu Zicong, he forced me to be a horse for him. If I refused, he would push me, and then I would..." Before Song Jiabao could finish his words, Zhu Zicong walked out and looked at the siblings with a look of pride, "I pushed it, so what?"

So what?

Song Nuan was angry when he heard his tone of beating, "What do you think?"

"I said, that's it." Zhu Zicong was encouraged and pulled a boy about the same age as him. "Song Nuan, your sick man owes a lot of medicine money in my family. You were sick a few days ago and owed another one. You didn't have the money to pay it back, so what happened to me hit your brother?"

"If you owe your family money, you can hit someone? Is beating someone to pay off the debt?" Song Nuan's eyes tightened and asked again: "How much money can I pay just now? How should I calculate this blood?"

Zhu Zicong didn't expect that Song Nuan, who had never been able to hold back from childhood, suddenly started to attack Song Nuan, who had never been able to hold back even if she could not even be beaten to death.

He was stunned for a moment and replied, "Beat him, you think it's the interest you paid."

"Where is the bleeding?" Song Nuan asked again without hesitation.

Zhu Zicong turned his face away, "It will flow, and it will be considered as interest."

Song Nuan nodded, "I understand."

"What do you understand?" Zhu Zicong heard her tone and felt a little panicked in his heart, and he asked without hesitation.

"The medicine money requires interest, so I have to go back and ask if this is the case?" Song Nuan curled her lips and smiled, and suddenly stretched out her other hand to push Zhu Zicong to the ground, "Since everything needs interest, then you should pay a little too."

Zhu Zicong was pushed by her and lay on the ground with his limbs on his back.

"you?"

"Hahaha!" The child watching behind burst into laughter.

Zhu Zicong was blushed with laughter, turned his head and glared, then got up and rushed forward with a scream. With a bang, before everyone could come back to their senses, Zhu Zicong fell to the ground again.

"This is also interest!" Song Nuan said coldly.

Turning around, pulling Song Jiabao and walking towards the Wen family.

On the small road over there, Wen Chongzheng ran over panting, "Song Nuan, where have you been?" He and Mrs. Wen came back from the field and found that Song Nuan was not at home. The grandparents and grandsons were so scared that they immediately went out to look for it.

The defeated Zhu Zicong grabbed a few stones from the ground and threw them at Song Nuan's head hatefully.

"Song Nuan, be careful..."

It was almost time for Wen Chongzheng to stand in front of Song Nuan. Before he could dodge, the stone hit his forehead and blood suddenly flowed out. When the children saw Wen Chongzheng bleeding, they were afraid and dispersed.

Zhu Zicong was also a little scared, his voice trembling, "Who asked you to block it?"

Song Nuan turned around and looked at Wen Chong covering his forehead, his face covered with blood, and was startled, "Jiabao, press your wound." After saying that, she strode forward and pressed Zhu Zicong to the ground.

"Zhu Zicong, do you deserve a beating?"

Zhu Zicong was a little timid, but when Song Nuan was pressed to the ground like this, his rebellious mentality immediately surged up, "Song Nuan, if you have the ability, you will beat me to death, otherwise I will beat you once when I see your brother in the future. There is also that sick cat, he owes my family money for medicine, so why would I beat him lightly?"

"Dare you still stubborn?" Song Nuan grinded her teeth.

"Who am I afraid of?" Zhu Zicong continued to shout.

Song Nuan smiled coldly, "Very good! You just need to clean up." After saying that, he reached out and slapped his butt.

Slap sex...

Zhu Zicong was stunned, not because of pain, but because of shame.

A man was crushed to the ground by a woman and spanked, which was a shame.

Although, he is a half-year-old child.

"Song Nuan, I will kill you." Zhu Zicong roared.

Song Nuan responded, "Come on! Kill me, you will be fine?" After saying that, he pulled him up, "Go! Go to your house! You have injured two people now, let's settle the interest. We owe you the medicine money, but the interest is not calculated like this."

The two guys were bleeding and had to go to Dr. Zhu to apply medicine.

"I won't go!"

"You have to go if you don't go."

The two were pushing and shoving, when an angry roar came from the other side, "Who kills Qiandao dares to hit my son?"

Wen Chongzheng and Song Jiabao stood in front of Song Nuan at the same time. Both of them looked at the fat woman running up with wooden sticks with a look of vigilance. It was Zhu Zicong's mother Cui.

"My mother is here." Zhu Zicong looked proud.

Song Nuan glanced at him, reached out and pinched his cheek, rubbed it back and forth, "What's your conscience? You're still in my hand."

In a word, Zhu Zicong became depressed.

"You guys get out of here!"

"No!" The two people in front spoke in unison.

Cui and Li were named the first shrew in the village. They were afraid that Cui would hurt Song Nuan.

"Song Nuan, let go of my son." Cui rushed over, holding a wooden stick and spreading his teeth and claws, "Zi Cong, are they hurting you?"

Zhu Zicong was about to speak, but Song Nuan said lightly: "Do you have the nerve to say that I was spanked?"

Uh? You can't say this, it's too embarrassing!

Zhu Zicong refused to respond.

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