Every day after dinner, Wei Xiucai had to read books and practice calligraphy before going to bed.

The moon climbed on the treetops, and when Wei Xiucai also fell asleep, the entire village was completely quiet in the night.

Wei Huayin accumulated a lot of strength and forced herself to get out of bed, picked up the door latch and bolted the door from inside, and brought a square stool and a small table to block the door.

After doing this, she was already in a state of pain and sweating all over her body, and her flesh was trembling. She gritted her teeth and moved to the bed, then she breathed a sigh of relief, closed her eyes and lay down to rest.

It was late at night and when I was sleeping the most, the door in the main room gently opened and a black shadow walked out. I quietly came to the west wing, reached out and gently opened the door outside, and pushed the door gently.

As a result, when the door was blocked, the black shadow knew that the door was bolted from the inside. He stopped and hesitated for a while. It was rare to miss the opportunity. He turned around and went back to the kitchen window to get a mowed sickle, gently inserted it into the crack of the door with the sickle blade, and moved the latch bit by bit.

Wei Huayin woke up as early as the door hanged. Her chest was hurting on her back and she was already sleeping lightly. The medicine she might have taken had some effect and her will in her heart became more tenacious. When she heard the sound of light footsteps away, she knew that she would not give up so simply.

She started to speak softly, holding the stick under the bed in her hand, and stood quietly behind the door and waited.

The door latch moved little by little and finally opened the door.

I expected someone to take the opportunity to start at night. The table and square stool that Wei Huayin played were still a little far from the door, and the batter on the ground that no one had cleaned was moved to the place where he stepped in.

He gently opened the door, stepped in with one foot, and slipped under his feet, and his body suddenly became unstable, and he fell onto the square stool in front.

The square bench has four legs facing upwards, and it lie upwards, causing a thrust pain in the chest. I can't help but scream, "Ah..." I hurriedly held back the sound.

Although it was forced to lower it, it was certain that it was Liu!

Wei Huayin swung the stick and hit her neck with a hard punch.

A sudden tremor made Liu's eyes turn black.

Wei Huayin didn't say anything, and soon got another stick.

"Uh..." Liu completely fainted and fell on the cold batter.

With a cold snorting, Wei Huayin kicked her, and took the stick and hit her, one stick after another.

Bang bang bang!

As many sticks as Wei Xiucai hit her, she would hit Liu's body as many sticks as she hit her!

Until Liu's clothes were bloody, Wei Huayin had no strength anymore. The pain in her back made her sweat tremble in cold sweat. Then she wiped the stick clean and hid it, and returned to the bed and lying down to breathe.

When it was dawn and Xiucai Wei was about to get up to study, he saw that Liu was not seen on the other side. He thought she had gotten up first, so he yawned and put on his clothes.

Wei Erlang also followed him to read and study, and he got up as soon as possible.

But when the two of them came out to see the door of the west wing and one foot was exposed at the door, they both came over in confusion.

But he saw Liu lying silently on the ground, with a piece of blood on his back, dyeing his middle clothes red, not knowing whether it was death or life.

"Ahhh!" the two of them screamed in surprise.

"Feng Yun!?" Wei Xiucai was so scared that he rushed over.

Wei Erlang also called out to his mother and ran over.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly and tried under Liu's breathing. He was breathing. Wei Xiucai breathed a sigh of relief, "Is there still breath! Is there still breath!"

He immediately shouted angrily, "What's going on?! Wei Yingu, you damn little beast!"

Wei Huayin was suddenly awakened and said sleepyly, "What are you doing!" Rubbing her eyes and said impatiently.

Wei Xiucai hugged Liu and scolded, "Did you do it?"

Wei Erlang also stared at her with anger.

Looking at Liu, Wei Huayin took a breath in shock, then looked innocent, "I don't know at all! I didn't eat anything last night, my chest hurts so much that I fell asleep in a drowsy way! I was still dreaming that my mother brought me a bowl of stewed chicken soup!"

"Impossible! People are in your room, how can you not know??" Wei Erlang scolded angrily.

"I'm wondering why this vicious woman is in my room! She is still holding a sickle in her hand!?" Wei Huayin pointed at the sickle that was finally clenched by Liu's consciousness.

Wei Xiucai and Wei Erlang noticed it as soon as they saw it, and Liu was holding it tightly, and he suddenly felt a little suspicious.

Wei Huayin immediately shouted, "Why is this woman in my room?! She is still holding a sickle. What do she want to do? Do you want to kill me?? I said why did I dreamt of my mother sitting by my bed crying last night, saying that I must not die, and I want me to live well! It was you, the vicious woman, that is going to kill me! It must be my mother, it was my mother who saved me! Teach her a bitch a lesson!"

"Impossible! My mother has been dead for many years!" When it comes to her biological mother, Wei Erlang was in a bad mood, but he didn't believe Wei Huayin's words at all.

"How many years have my mother been dead? Your mother is here!" Wei Huayin mocked.

Wei Erlang's face suddenly looked ugly.

Wei Xiucai was slapped inexplicably, so he believed in this in his heart. He looked at Liu, who was beaten to the coma, and then looked at Wei Huayin, and said uncertainly, "Isn't you really the one who hit me?"

"My internal organs are all internal injuries and I can't move. I can't get up and beat an adult like this!? Do you look too highly of me or underestimate your actions?" Wei Huayin chuckled and sarcastic.

Wei Xiucai was furious when he took action himself. He had really had the idea of ​​killing Wei Huayin to death. He naturally knew.

Looking at Wei Huayin's pale and bloodless face, she guessed that she couldn't get up at all.

"I can't get up. Just look at whether this woman can get up in the next few days!" Wei Huayin sneered.

Wei Xiucai had a gloomy face, gritted his teeth and picked up Liu, and sent him back to the house, calling Wei Erlang to invite the doctor.

Wei Erlang did not have the idea of ​​Cui Gu, so he was in a hurry to invite the doctor, so he went over to invite the doctor Wei.

It was Fan who saw him hire a doctor, and thought Wei Hua's voice was not good, so he followed him.

As a result, when Wei Huayin entered the door, she was very careful. The accident happened to Liu, and she was a little surprised.

"Okay, who beat Feng Yun like this?" Fan didn't believe that his second son would beat Liu like this.

Before Wei Xiucai could speak, Wei Huayin shouted in the west wing, "Grandma! Grandma!"

After hearing her call, Fan came first, "What are you doing?"

Wei Huayin was red with tears in her eyes, "Grandma! She was beaten by my mother! I dreamed of my mother last night..."

"Nonsense!" Fan stopped her before she could finish her words.

Wei Huayin squeezed out two tears, "Really! I was drowsy yesterday and was unconscious, my whole body was getting hot. I thought I was dying! Later, I dreamed that my mother was sitting by my bed crying, saying that I couldn't die! Let me live well! I also brought me a pot of stewed chicken soup! As a result, when I woke up early in the morning, I saw the woman lying at the door of my house. My father said I was beaten! I didn't know what was going on!"
Chapter completed!