Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

Day by day, without Ma Xijuan, the family is still in a state of chaos.

Mrs. Song has been visiting the village these days, wanting to find out who reported her home.

Song Zhigang went to work as usual, with a gloomy face all day, either cursing chicken or Song Pan'er.

On this day, Song Zhigang was resting at home. Mrs. Song did not go out today, so she told her son about the suspects she had heard about in the past few days.

The Liu family next door are old enemies and bear the brunt of suspicion.

There was also a fight with Lao Bai's family on Qian Street the year before last because they occupied half a ridge of land. Last year, more than half an acre of corn from the Hu family's land was cut off, and the two families also had a bad fight. These families may have such bad intentions.

Song Zhigang held the back of his head with both hands, leaning against the quilt at the end of the kang, closing his eyes and listening to her mother scolding and talking about these families.

He had also been thinking about it in the past few days. He and Juanzi had gone to the city hospital to find out they were pregnant just a few days ago. It was impossible for the news to spread back to the village from the city.

Moreover, Juanzi neither had morning sickness nor showed signs of pregnancy. Either her family members told her about this, or someone overheard what his family members were saying.

"Oh, who threw the stone?"

Song Zhigang was just thinking when he suddenly heard a sharp scream coming from outside.

He sat up and looked out the window curiously. I saw that dead girl at home, stepping on a ladder and throwing stones outside the courtyard wall. I didn't know who he was hitting.

"What kind of monster is this damn ghost doing? Come out and have a look."

Mrs. Song pushed Song Zhigang and moved her buttocks to the ground.

Song Pan'er had been waiting for several days, and she was expected to wait for Mrs. Liu next door to go out. I don't know if she has a guilty conscience. Mrs. Liu, who used to go out to visit after dinner every day, now hides at home every day without showing her face.

Today, Song Pan'er was left squatting.

The stones were thrown at Mrs. Liu's head one by one, and she was scolding: "Old witch, I made you always eavesdrop on my house. Why did you stick to the wall of my house the day before yesterday to watch the excitement? I made you lie on the corner every day and listen, beat me. Damn you, old woman with rotten ears.”

Seeing Song Zhigang pulling out his shoes, Song Pan'er scolded even more vigorously.

"Old witch, she knows how to listen to people every day, she has a big mouth and she likes to be picky, bah~"

The clear childish voice reached Song Zhigang's ears, and he suddenly stopped.

He suddenly shouted: "Damn old woman, is it my family that you reported to? You are the only one who can hear my family talking, you old shrew, see if I don't beat you to death."

Song Zhigang, who was originally going to clean up Song Pan'er on the wall, threw away the fire stick in his hand and rushed into the side room to find something to do with the guy. Today he had to beat this damn old woman until she cried for father and mother.

Hearing Song Zhigang's shouting, Mrs. Liu, who was still scolding Song Pan'er outside the hospital, ran home and shouted: "Qiangzi Qiangzi, come out quickly, Song Zhigang is going to kill your mother!"

Mrs. Liu completely forgot about her son Liu Qiang's instructions, and all the calmness and calmness he taught her was forgotten.

Mrs. Song, who came out from behind, also realized that this old woman who suffered from the plague was the fault of her. Let’s see if I don’t screw her mouth to bits.

Looking at Song Zhigang's mother and son chasing him out of the yard with a shovel and arms stretched out, Song Pan'er climbed down from the wall in a hurry. Let’s fight, let’s fight quickly, haha, it’s better to make a big fuss.

Song Zhigang lived up to Song Pan'er's expectations and rushed into Liu's yard. He ran into Liu Qiang who was called out by Mrs. Liu. Regardless of what happened, he raised his shovel and struck at Liu Qiang.

Liu Qiang couldn't dodge. He turned his head to the side but didn't avoid his shoulder. There was a muffled sound and he was hit hard by the shovel.

Fortunately, he was wearing thick clothes in winter. Liu Qiang was staggered and his eyes were red.

"Cao Nima's Song Zhigang, you bullied people too much. You came to my house to beat people!"

Liu Qiang took the rake his mother handed him, spat, and rushed forward.

Seeing that Mrs. Liu was helping the guy with things, Mrs. Song gave up and rushed up to give Mrs. Liu a slap in the face.

"You're an old prostitute, you're a prostitute, what are you doing wrong? You're causing harm to my eldest grandson."

"Who did I harm? You old bastard, where did you get your eldest grandson? You're just dreaming."

Song Pan'er, who came a step late, saw the two old ladies spitting at each other, pulling their hair, picking their ears and scratching their breasts, and used all kinds of destructive tricks.

On the other side, Song Zhigang and Liu Qiang were also raking and hammering shovels, making a very lively scene.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

As if the courtyard was not lively enough, Song Paner, who was standing by the gate, continued to make a fire.

Song Zhigang, who kept saying that his brother was being fined, wished he had a knife in his hand and stabbed the bastard in front of him.

Seeing Song Zhigang and his son being beaten more and more fiercely, Song Pan'er's eyes became brighter and brighter. let's hit! The harder the beating, the better, preferably to the point where if you win, you will go to jail, but if you lose, you will end up in the hospital.

But Song Pan'er didn't stay happy for long. The two families made such a big fuss that the whole street was alarmed.

Half of the yard was filled with villagers who came to start a fight. Looking at the two old ladies who looked like lunatics, everyone secretly wanted to laugh.

The two mothers-in-law were usually arrogant and domineering, and their parents were incompetent. Now their faces were stained with blood, their cotton-padded jackets were torn in tatters, and cotton fell all over the floor. They were in such a miserable state.

The men in the village dragged away Song Zhigang, who was holding the shovel tightly, leaving Liu Qiang sitting on the ground panting, and Mrs. Liu lying next to her crying.