Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

"Is the foot disabled or the hand disabled?"

Xia Qingqing was very excited and wanted to hear more details.

"Go and see for yourself!"

Mr. Bay flew away. He was going to show off his new string of beads to some beautiful female birds he had just met.

Mr. Ba, who was flying slowly, sighed lightly. It was quite annoying to have too many choices. Those female birds were all beautiful in their own ways. Some had beautiful feathers, some sang sweetly, some had elegant shapes, and some were good at acting coquettishly. He was reluctant to give up any of them.

That's it!

A smart bird never makes a choice, so it might as well take them all!

Mr. Ba made a decision quickly and flew to a garden house in the next alley. There lived a lark there that was very good at acting coquettishly. Its melodious and sweet coquettish voice made its bones almost soften. He let the little lark see the beautiful beads first and then go to coax the little thrush in another alley tomorrow.

Xia Qingqing gritted her teeth and stared at Mr. Ba as he flew farther and farther away. What a bird ancestor!

She strolled around outside for a few laps, and about an hour later, she returned to Yang's house.

The door was still closed. Xia Qingqing had the key, so she opened it and went in. The Yang family members were all having dinner, and they looked like nothing had happened. However, He Qian and Yang Hongting were not there either.

"You still remember to come back? Where did you spend the night last night?"

When Yang's mother saw her, she was furious. Her youngest son was locked up in the police station, and this little bitch started staying out all night. She must be fooling around outside.

"Having an affair!"

Xia Qingqing blurted out, and the faces of the Yang family members instantly darkened. She felt happy in her heart and continued to stimulate: "Yang Hongbing is useless. I am young and beautiful. I can't stay at home and live a widow. Of course I have to go out and have fun!"

"You shameless bastard, how dare you cheat on my son? I'll beat you to death!"

Mother Yang was so angry that she almost vomited blood. She threw the bowl in her hand at Xia Qingqing. Xia Qingqing dodged nimbly and the bowl fell to the ground, splattering food all over the floor.

"You old woman, you are so angry, don't let yourself get so angry that you die!"

Xia Qingqing sneered, walked to the dining table, and lifted it up with force, overturning all the dishes on the table. The soup and rice splashed everywhere, making a mess on the floor.

"If you don't want to eat, then don't eat at all!"

When Xia Qingqing lifted the table, she jumped to the side and the juice did not splash on her. However, Old Man Yang and the others were not spared. They were covered in juice and rice grains and looked miserable.

Yang Hongjie raised his hand to hit him, but Xia Qingqing said coldly: "You just killed He Qian, and now you want to kill me?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Now you are the one looking for trouble and you are cheating on my son!" Mother Yang looked fierce but was weak inside and lacked confidence.

Old man Yang had a gloomy expression as he looked at Xia Qingqing. This little bitch must have come back a long time ago. He was hiding and peeking. He couldn't let this little bitch go out and talk nonsense.

Yang Hongjie was feeling uneasy because he had been the most ruthless when he had just taught He Qian a lesson.

Xia Qingqing laughed sarcastically, glanced at the locked room, and said loudly: "Is this nonsense? Go in and take a look, there's no such strong smell of blood when killing a chicken!"

She was now 90% sure that He Qian's current situation was very bad, because there was an extremely sticky smell of blood in the air, floating out from the tightly closed door. The Yang family should not be so bold as to kill someone, so she probably had a miscarriage.

He Qian is now four months pregnant and the fetus is firmly seated. It must have been aborted, and the perpetrator is most likely Yang Hongjie.

Yang Hongjie's face changed drastically and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He was so angry that he didn't use enough strength to hit He Qian. When he reacted, He Qian was already lying in a pool of blood.

At that time, he still felt a little distressed, after all, he was his own son, but when he thought of He Qian's betrayal and the lost treasure, Yang Hongjie immediately hardened his heart and kicked the dying He Qian in the stomach several times. Damn bitch, she would rather abort the child than admit that she stole the treasure. She was just a bitch who deserved a beating.

"Your sister-in-law just fell down accidentally and bled a little. Boss, take your wife to the hospital now."

Old Man Yang spoke calmly and his expression was the same as usual.

"it is good."

Yang Hongjie agreed verbally but did not move. He was afraid that He Qian would say something nonsense after going to the hospital.

"Big brother, you need to change your temper. You are going to be a father now, you can't get angry easily after a few words. Your wife is also very hot-tempered. She wanted to go back to her parents' home after a few quarrels. She even tripped and fell accidentally, causing such a big incident. She also harmed my grandson. Okay, you should go to the hospital immediately!"

In just a few words, Old Man Yang characterized the incident as a dispute between husband and wife. Yang Hongjie suddenly understood and knew how to tell the doctor.

When Yang Hongjie opened the door, the smell of blood became stronger. After a while, he came out carrying the dying He Qian on his back. Her face was paler than a dead person, her body was covered in blood, and she was wearing light-colored pants that had turned red.

Mother Yang was shocked. When she locked the door before, He Qian's condition was not so bad. Could she be dead?

"You go with me and explain it to the neighbors."

Mother Yang was reluctant to follow Old Man Yang's words, but she did not dare to disobey. She had to change her clothes and chase after him with her bag.

"Oh, what happened?"

The neighbors' surprised voices were heard outside, and soon the voices became louder and louder. Everyone who was eating in the house came out and asked questions at the same time.

"It's my Hongjie's fault. He has a bad temper and doesn't know how to give in during an argument. He Qian was so angry that she wanted to go back to her parents' home. On her way out, she tripped and fell hard. Oh!"

Mother Yang sighed heavily, her tone full of regret.

"Hurry to the hospital, the blood is still flowing!"

The neighbors all dispersed, blood dripped down He Qian's trouser legs, and the road was covered with blood, it was horrifying to see.

"You can't carry her on your back. Go find a cart for He Qian to lie on, and put a thick blanket underneath. It will be more serious if she is carried like this!" Someone couldn't stand it anymore.

The pregnant woman was in such a condition, but Yang Hongjie still carried her on his back and ran around without saying a word. The Yang family really doesn't treat their daughter-in-law as a human being.

Yang's mother secretly cursed these people for meddling in her business, but she didn't dare show it on her face and had to go home to get a thick quilt.

The enthusiastic neighbors found a cart and laid He Qian on a quilt. Her pale face looked so pale under the light of the street lamp that it made people feel cold.

The neighbors soon dispersed and it became quiet outside again.

Xia Qingqing heard the noise outside. She ignored Old Man Yang and went straight to the refrigerator to find something to eat. She was lucky enough to find a large plate of green rice dumplings. She picked out the six most beautiful ones and steamed them in the pot.

"You overturned the dining table for no reason and without any expression?" Old man Yang said sinisterly.

He waited for a long time, but this little bitch never came to humble herself. How ridiculous!

"For no reason? Are you old and blind? Didn't you see the old woman smashing the bowl at me? I married a dead eunuch, a dead eunuch in prison, and I'm still feeling aggrieved. What's the big deal about overturning the table? If you make me angry, I'll smash all the pots in your house!"

Xia Qingqing retorted without stopping her hands, adding water to the pot and steaming it on the stove.

The old man still wants to control her? Humph, dream on!