The house was confiscated at the beginning, so I evacuated my enemy's house to escape.

From an infant girl to an old woman in her seventies or eighties, anyone who is said to have bad skin or bad appearance will feel very uncomfortable.

Mrs. Feng Er is even worse!

I think she has always paid the most attention to skin care. There was no way to take care of her skin while in exile. Her skin was rough and aging a lot. Feng Jiuyan deliberately poked her sore spots to prevent her from having an easy time.

Mrs. Feng Er was so angry that her head was buzzing, the world was spinning, and her body was shaky. She could only rely on the table to stabilize her body. Her hands dug hard at the table, leaving deep scratches.

If she hadn't been worried about the impact on the meeting's plan, she really wanted to grab the teapot on the table, throw it hard at the little bitch's cheek, and teach the little bitch a severe lesson!

For the sake of the overall situation, she had no choice but to be patient!

The second lady took a deep breath, tried her best to suppress the anger in her heart, her face was stiff, and she squeezed out a smile that was several times uglier than crying, and said: "Hehehe, what girl Yan said is absolutely true, naturally aunt can't agree with Yan. Girl, compared to a young girl like you.

It's getting late, sister-in-law, girl Yan, let's go to the front hall quickly, don't make others wait too long. "

Since you can't say no to a cheap girl, then send her to the guillotine as soon as possible.

Thinking like this, a coldness flashed in Mrs. Feng's lowered eyes.

This time, she wanted to see how arrogant the bitch could be!

"Okay, A-niang, A-li, let's go there now." Feng Jiuyan narrowed her eyes and smiled, looking innocent and innocent, as if she didn't know there was danger waiting for her ahead.

"Hehehe, go quickly. There should be a lot of delicious food tonight, and we can have a good meal." Mrs. Feng Er said seductively.

"Auntie, our family never lacked food or clothing during the exile, but you, look, the skin on your face is wrinkled and wrinkled due to hunger." Feng Jiuli pointed at her face and blinked. Big eyes, innocent way.

Mrs. Feng Er: "..."

The three members of the family were so mean-mouthed that she was about to vomit blood from her anger!

"Okay, okay, I'll go to the front hall first, and you guys should hurry up." Mrs. Feng Er rushed to the door in a hurry.

If she can't resist, why not run away?

"Well, grandma, my aunt is really hungry. When she hears something to eat, she runs over just like Huahua." Feng Jiuli raised her voice and said quietly to the back of Mrs. Feng Er.

"boom!"

Mrs. Feng Er accidentally stepped down a step and fell into a dog's excrement.

It must have been a hard fall. Mrs. Feng Er struggled on the ground for a long time, but could not get up from the ground on her own.

The maids in the house rushed out and shouted anxiously, "Ah, aunt, aunt, are you okay?"

Several maids helped Mrs. Feng Er up from the ground with all their hands and feet, "Auntie, are you okay? Where did you fall?"

"Ah, aunt, Uncle Yuming must have prepared a lot of food, and he will definitely not miss out on your share. Why are you in such a hurry? It's like a starving ghost rushing to be reincarnated. It's really not good. It's more elegant." Feng Jiuyan crossed his arms and said jokingly with a look of gloating on his face.

"Auntie, auntie, are you okay? Don't scare the maids." The little maids said anxiously.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Mrs. Feng's second wife suddenly raised her hand, swung out several fierce slaps, and landed heavily on the faces of the maids in front of her. The heads of the maids were violently slapped aside, their cheeks were swollen, and a very clear slap mark was clearly visible on them.

Her face was full of anger, and she cursed mercilessly, "I fell to the ground, how can I be okay? You are blind to ask such a thing!"

Hum, I want to tell my brother to sell the hair of you slaves who have no eyesight! "

Feng Jiuyan's family of three can't be touched, but they can always use a few maids to make them angry.

Hearing this, several maids trembled, knelt down in front of Mrs. Feng Er, kowtowed and begged for mercy, "Auntie, please spare my life. It's all my fault. I'm blind. You can beat me any way you want. As long as you don’t sell your slaves.”

"UuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuoriuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuIt's because slaves don't have good eyesight. I beg you, my dear aunt, not to be like the slaves."

"Auntie, please spare my life. Wuwuwu~~"

Mrs. Feng Er raised her leg and kicked a maid hard. The maid was kicked hard and fell to the ground. She cried out in pain, "Ah ah! Auntie, please have mercy on me."

"Hmph, you lowly slaves are nothing now. And I am the sister of the deputy commander of Qingzhou City, and the Qingzhou Governor is my brother's father-in-law. How can I be tolerated by such a noble person? Are you going to shit on my head?”

Speaking of this, Mrs. Feng Er looked at Feng Jiuyan with meaning.

Feng Jiuyan sneered in her heart. She just pointed at Sang and scolded Huai, and she wouldn't lose a piece of meat, so it didn't matter.

She pretended not to understand what was going on with their family, walked quickly to Mrs. Feng Er, raised her leg and lightly kicked one of the maids over, and cursed angrily, "Yes, Auntie is right. Auntie's status is noble. , How can I allow you maids to shit on her head?"

Mrs. Feng Er: "..."

Wouldn't the bitch not be able to understand a word of criticism?

After Feng Jiuyan pretended to scold several maids, he turned to look at Mrs. Feng, who looked embarrassed and had messy makeup.

Feng Jiuyan's eyes widened, she covered her sleeves and exclaimed, "Second Aunt, you have a big bump on your forehead! This, this, this, is too ugly. Huh? There are some places on your cheeks that have broken skin, shouldn't they? Yes, it shouldn’t be disfigured, right?”

"What?!" Mrs. Feng Er was extremely panicked when she heard the word disfigurement.

She raised her hand and touched the center of her forehead.

"Hiss—" Mrs. Feng Er cried out in pain, and sure enough she felt a big bump in the center of her forehead.

Following the painful area on her cheek, Mrs. Feng Er touched the wound with trembling hands, only to see some blood on her fingertips.

"Ah! Blood, blood!" Mrs. Feng Er frowned, her face very panicked. "What should I do? What should I do? Isn't it really disfigured?"

At this moment, all her attention was on the big bump on her forehead and the scratches on her face, and she had no time to think about Feng Jiuyan's family.

"Aunt, you are so miserable, you will probably leave scars." Feng Jiuyan looked at the wounds on Mrs. Feng Er's face and said quietly.

Women in ancient times attached great importance to their facial appearance. Having a scar on your face is a big deal.

Sure enough, Mrs. Feng almost fainted when she heard what Feng Jiuyan said.

"You maids, why don't you help your aunt down quickly and find a doctor to treat her?" Feng Jiuyan frowned and glared at the maids.