Chapter 130: Hands-on

Qin Yi became impatient when he heard it, and the hostility in his body directly pressed towards Aunt Yang, "You want to be looked at by others, but those people still look down on you."
When Aunt Yang spoke, the sour vinegar smell and the jealousy in her eyes did not escape Qin Yi's eyes.
Old Aunt Yang blushed and her eyes flickered. At first glance, Qin Yi said the main thing.
Aunt Yang is indeed jealous. It is Wang Qin that she is jealous of. Wang Qin’s husband, Wang Si, is the handsomest young man in their village. The three of them grew up with their childhood sweethearts. She and Wang Qin fell in love with Wang Si at the same time. People chose Wang Qin in the end.
She was naturally dissatisfied. Wasn't this Wang Qin looking better than her, except for this, nothing could compare to her, she was able to work neatly, and she was not many times better than the charming Wang Qin.
At that time, the boss fan wanted an internal response and promised so many benefits. She was naturally moved. Who knew that boss fan actually fell in love with the daughter of Wang Qin’s and took this beautiful job away. Aunt Yang naturally changed her mind. Hate her.
She has been against her for so many years, how could she let go of such a good opportunity today.
She glared at Qin bitterly, "What nonsense are you talking about, you are really uneducated, so defending this little bitch, wouldn't you like her too."
Qin's eyes fell cold, and the chill in his eyes was piercing, "I'm not educated, are you talking about me? I really can't see how educated you are, ma'am. You just want to turn over your quilt."
Qin Yi pointed to the bread in Aunt Yang's hand and said in a cold voice, "This is our food, how are you going to pay for it?"
Aunt Yang's hands trembled, her face was a little bit silly, but then she looked at Qin Yi confidently again, "Why, isn't it just eating a little bit of your food? Everyone is from the same country. You can't watch us starve to death." Right."
Qin Yi laughed angrily at her. It wouldn't work if she wanted to eat her things for nothing. She was not a kind woman. If she ate her, she would have to return it to her.
Qin Yi drew out her dagger, the sharp dagger glowed with a faint cold light. Qin Yi likes to fight quickly. Aunt Yang felt a sharp pain in her hand, and a blood mist dispersed. She found that she had only three fingers left on her right hand.
Aunt Yang couldn't help but yelled, "My hand, my hand."
Qin Yi looked at Aunt Yang coldly, with indifference in her beautiful phoenix eyes, "This is just a lesson, you leave here for me, otherwise don't blame me for being polite."
Is it because she has been so good-tempered lately? One or two, both want to trouble her.
Wang Wenwen watched this scene coldly, and did not speak for some people.
These villagers had long been frightened by Qin Yi's hand, and they dared not stay here because they were afraid that these people would be the second Fan boss.
They hurriedly left without seeing Aunt Yang, who had been sitting on the ground crying.
Aunt Yang had poison in her eyes, "You little beast, you pay for my hand."
Qin Yi has cold eyes. What she hates most is that she is called a little beast because she is an illegitimate daughter. When she was a child, she was always beaten and called a little beast.
"Okay, I will pay you." Qin Yi looked at Aunt Yang lightly, but made her feel cold.
Aunt Yang was not a stupid person at first. Seeing the cruelty between Qin Yi's eyebrows, she knew that this young man was hateful and she could not afford to offend, and she felt a trace of fear.
There was another blood mist, and Aunt Yang rolled directly on the ground in pain, with only three fingers left in her other hand.
Yun Huan sighed in a low voice, walked over and patted the young man on the shoulder, "Okay, don't play."