After being replaced, she changed from a miserable daughter-in-law to a lucky wife

The man came to a small, drafty room built outside the alley and kicked the door open, causing the person inside to scream in fear.

Xia Wanniang was still wondering whether she should ask Xu Li to deal with the bodies here when she heard screams from the front.

She immediately followed, only to see that the man had already raised the stick in his hand, ready to bring it down.

The man saw the children in the house, his eyes were full of ferocity: "You are a bunch of little bastards. You can't even steal anything if I tell you to. Why should I keep you around?" As he said that, he raised the stick in his hand and prepared to hit them.

The boy just now held several children in the room in his arms, turned his back to the man, and waited for the pain to come.

Xia Wanniang grabbed the man's hand and said, "If you want to steal my things, why don't you do it yourself?" Then she twisted the man's wrist with force and broke it.

The man screamed, and the wooden stick in his hand fell to the ground. Looking at his deformed wrist, he cried miserably.

The boy didn't wait to feel the pain, but heard the man screaming. He turned his head carefully, only to see the auntie who was at the market before beating Xiong Yong.

In the yards or sheds nearby, pairs of eyes watched what was happening in the alley, but no one spoke out to stop it. Some people even ran quietly in one direction.

He quickly told the other children: "Stay still." Then he ran out of the house: "Auntie, you can't hit him."

Xia Wanniang looked at the people howling on the ground, then turned to look at the worried boy: "Why?"

The boy bit his lower lip and wanted to pull her clothes, but he looked at his own dark hands and retracted them: "He, behind him is Qiu He, the leader of West Street."

Xia Wanniang touched her chin and asked, "Qiu He, the leader of West Street?"

The boy knew at a glance that she didn't understand anything, and said anxiously, "Go quickly, or you'll be in trouble."

Xia Wanniang raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "What will you do if I leave?"

The boy's face turned pale. "It's just a beating after all. He won't die."

Xia Wanniang looked at the child who was only two years older than Xiao Zimu and said, "But I feel a little itchy!"

"Ah!" The boy looked surprised.

The commotion here still alarmed the local tyrant of West Street. After all, this West Street is his territory.

Qiu He was checking yesterday's income when he heard that his younger brother was beaten by a woman. This was a slap in his face.

Without saying a word, he came over with a group of his followers to kill us.

Xia Wanniang looked at the man walking in front of her. He was wearing fur and was quite tall. He looked a bit fierce.

Qiu He was also stunned when he saw Xia Wanniang. He didn't expect that the one who came to cause trouble was such a young and beautiful woman.

Xia Wanniang played with the stick in her hand with a smile on her face: "Are you standing up for him?"

Qiu He narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiong Yong who was wailing on the ground with his hands covered.

Xiong Yong cried and crawled to Qiu He's feet: "Boss, you have to take care of me. This bitch broke my hand and beat me like this."

Qiu He looked at Xiong Yong with disdain as he was about to touch his clothes, and kicked him aside. He looked at Xia Wanniang opposite him and said, "You did it."

The boy stood up and wanted to say something, but was pulled behind him by Xia Wanniang.

A nonchalant smile appeared on her face: "Well, I'm here to see the injustice. You're welcome."

The veins on Qiu He's forehead bulged: "Did I say thank you?"

Xia Wanniang: "You are so angry, you should find someone to vent your anger. Too much anger can hurt your body."

Qiu He felt that if he continued talking to her, he would be pissed to death: "I think you are just the right person to relieve my heat." As he said that, he rushed towards Xia Wanniang.

Xia Wanniang put away the smile on her face and said, "It's a pity that I don't like you." After saying that, she moved.

The boy was extremely nervous. He didn't want this beautiful aunt to get hurt. What should he do?

Xia Wanniang raised the stick in her hand and hit Qiu He on the arm.

Qiu He was wearing thick clothes, but the blow from the stick still caused his face to change color due to the pain. Looking at Xia Wanniang opposite him, he did not dare to be careless.