Chapter 327: Let Liang Jinqiao wash the clothes

Of course, this is just annoyance, anyway, killing pays for life, at most find a way to teach Zhao Yuner.
"That Xiaojian hoof is so good now, you probably don't have the ability to kill her!" Huo Chunhua replied.
With this excitement, the feces flowing down his face flew out. A few drops fell on Zhao Wenshui's face aside.
"Mother..." Zhao Wenshui looked at his little sister and Huo Chunhua with disgust.
"What are you doing?" Huo Chunhua replied beautifully.
"Mother, you and the little girl are so stinky, you go and wash them quickly, and you can wash your body, otherwise the smell won't get rid of it, it's too disgusting..."
Zhao Wenshui didn't take that much into consideration and said directly.
He didn't say this, but Huo Chunhua became even more angry when he said that. He cursed at Zhao Wenshui, "You still have the face to say, he just asked you to catch Zhao Yun'er that little bitch, why are you standing still? Now you come to dislike me and say that I am stinky. I am really in vain. It's..."
Huo Chunhua said, a jet-black paw was about to fall towards Zhao Wenshui's direction.
If it's just being beaten, Zhao Wenshui still has no opinion. He is a big man, slap a few times. But the problem is that Huo Chunhua's hands are stained with shit. If this slap comes over and falls on him, isn't he also stained with like Huo Chunhua?
Zhao Wenshui hurriedly hid, "Mother, I am wrong, I am wrong, don't hit me."
"Huh, useless things!" Huo Chunhua glared at Zhao Wenshui, still angry.
Zhao Wenshui said with a bitter face, "Mother, you can't blame me for this. Big brother and they didn't make any moves? Blame Zhao Yun'er. What she wants is not shit, we must catch her."
Zhao Wenshi also replied, "Yes, mother, can't we be thrown with dung by her just like you, right? This is disgusting... mother, you know, I can't stand a little bit of uncleanness. If this gets on me, it will kill me."
Huo Chunhua looked at her sons with a bit of hatred for iron and steel, and she would really find excuses. There is no conscience or conscience.
"I have raised you for nothing!" Huo Chunhua dropped this sentence.
This is not the time to care about with a few sons. Now this body of and urine is disgusting. If you don't wash and clean up, you can be killed by this smell.
"Hui'er, Ping'er, let's take off our clothes and take a bath later."
Zhao Ping'er was named by Huo Chunhua, and she was a little excited. He seemed to have forgotten that he was covered in shit, and smiled and approached Huo Chunhua.
"Milk~"
"Go away, don't come close to me!" Zhao Xinhui waved at Zhao Ping'er in disgust.
"Sister..." Zhao Ping'er was a little aggrieved. Something on her body was just as smelly, but now she came to dislike her.
"Okay, let's change clothes. I have to wash my clothes well!"
Speaking of washing clothes, Zhao Xinhui sprinkled her anger on Liang Jinqiao's body, "Mother, Zhao Yuner's little spilled our feces, we have to take off our clothes and let Sansao wash!"
When Huo Chunhua heard it, she felt that Zhao Xinhui was right. The clothes stained with were too disgusting to wash on her own, and it was impossible for her to do it. It has to be thrown to Liang Jinqiao, Zhao Yuner is her daughter. For what she did, Liang Jinqiao, a mother, naturally had to take responsibility.