Chapter 285: Everyone loves Grandpa Mao

Mother Zhao was lying in bed for a whole week.
A week later, she still limped on the ground, and her needle-wounded wounds hurt her heart.
She was often beaten by Zhao's father, and one of his front teeth was knocked out by Zhao's father. In terms of her pain resistance was also very good, but this week she still hurt and turned back and forth.
She thought she was lying on the bed, how could Yange cook some food for her, however, it was all she thought about.
Yan Ge always ate outside before returning home. When he returned home, he also went to the balcony. He had no sense of humming or abusing Zhao in the bedroom.
Mother Zhao just happened to try to cover her words with a towel in the middle of the night.
She now really hates this daughter.
In the darkness, Yan Ge suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the nearby Zhao mother: "Do you know why I wouldn't care if I hit you?"
She squeezed Zhao's mother's hand, and when she rolled up, she pressed Zhao's mother to the ground and covered her nose and nose with a wet towel.
"Because I'm a minor." This was the first time she spoke to Mother Zhao after returning home. Her voice was cold, making people chilling while listening: "I won't even kill you if I kill you. Do you want to die? Don't bother me anymore! "
She got up, picked up the towel, and then threw it on Zhao's face. Mother Zhao had just thought she was going to die. The suffocation that was close to death made her feel weak afterwards.
She panted openly like a nearly dead fish, her eyes staring at the words.
Even at this time, her eyes looking at Yange still did not hide her hate, of course, her eyes were not only hate, but also fear.
The daughter didn't even frown when she hit her, and the expression made her really cyanotic.
She opened her mouth and coughed a few times, got up and took a few steps back, before staring at the song, "I am your mother, I am your mother, do you know how much I suffered when you gave birth to you, do you know that I Are you ruined in this life, I ca n’t have children for you, I ca n’t even have a son, and no one else, how can you do this to me, how can you do this ...

When she spoke of her sadness, she cried a snot and a tear.
But Zhao Xiaomei heard such words countless times.
Yange tilted her head and looked at her so blankly.
Until she was tired and cried, Yan Ge said, "So what if you gave me up and raised me, it doesn't mean you can hit me freely and scold me. I'm hitting you now, less than one percent of what you hit me. "
"I hit you because you made a mistake. I hit you for your good. Where are the parents who don't hit the children? You are so revenge at your young age.
Yange interrupted her and said with a sneer, "You can continue to hit me, but I also want to tell you that if you hit me, I will pay you back ten times."
Mother Zhao started to talk again, saying that it was not easy for her to raise Zhao Xiaomei.
Yange did not continue to refute her words, but lay on the bed, closed her eyes and began to practice.
Mother Zhao cried and went back to her room.
She had no choice but to be sung every time she wanted to play.
Yange started without mercy, and Zhao's mother was taken to the hospital several times.
Even Zhao mother called the police several times. However, regardless of the police or the women's federation, she did not believe what Zhao mother said. Instead, she felt that Zhao mother was acting as a demon.