Quick Travel: Crazy Literature

Uncle Li screamed in pain and staggered, leaning against the stone next to him.

He turned around fiercely and said, "Bitch—ah—"

Heshan was angry. Was this trash provoking her?

Definitely yes!

There was nothing more to say. She took a small brick and started beating him until he cried for his parents. Uncle Li's initial vague curses turned into crying for mercy at the top of his lungs. Now he finally understood what had happened to Father He, but it was too late.

He's father, who was about to faint at the step, was awakened by the screams. He turned around and saw this inhumane scene. He was shocked and stunned. Seeing that Heshan was getting more and more crazy, he screamed in fear and rushed forward to stop him.

You have to stop it! You have to pay compensation!

"Yingzi! Yingzi, that's enough! Stop it now!"

"If you beat him to death, you have to pay compensation!" Uh... I accidentally blurted out the truth, but who would have thought that Heshan really stopped.

Compensation? What compensation? My money is mine, and your money is mine too!

No compensation!

He Shan was indignant for himself: "You are such a good beast! If I wasn't kind and compassionate, would you be able to lie here so happily? Humph"

Father He & Father Li: “…” Scum and beast!

He's father snatched the person away with cold sweat on his forehead, and the look he gave Heshan was no different from the look he gave her as if she were a devil. He didn't dare to say anything to her now, as the lesson from the past was there for him.

They trembled in fear and dared not shout anymore, as everyone was afraid of a strong fist.

It was getting late. Heshan looked at the two people who were wasting her time with dissatisfaction, turned around and walked inside. She had to clean up the place, otherwise how would she sleep at night!

According to the original owner's memory, the room of the three sisters was found. As soon as I entered the room, I saw a big rat leisurely running from the door to under the bed. Several huge cockroaches flew from the ceiling to the window. There were yellow stains on the floor against the wall. The clutter inside was dirty and messy, and the whole room was filled with an unspeakable smell.

Yaoshan: "..."

Yue...What kind of torture is this!

With a grim face, she turned around and opened the other two rooms. Although they were also in tatters, they were still okay overall. Apart from the table, bed and wardrobe, there was no other sundries.

Fuck you, this is abuse.

Heshan looked annoyed. There was no one at home as He's father and Li's father had run away. She was too lazy to do anything and just waved her hands and threw all the extra things in the three sisters' rooms into the two rooms.

Look how nice she is, she is so particular about fairness, everyone should have a taste of what it feels like.

With her actions, the whole house quickly became tidy and clean. She then washed the beds of the original owner's brothers and switched theirs. She took out new quilt covers and bedding from He's mother's cabinet and changed them in seconds.

In just a few minutes, a comfortable room was ready.

After being tired for such a long time, she felt that she was extremely exhausted, so she ran to the kitchen and got a large basin of hot water. She washed away all her fatigue quickly and lay comfortably on the bed in the new room. When she was hungry, she took out snacks from the space and ate them.

When it was completely dark, He's mother came back from afar, cursing and yelling at Heshan. She was outside smashing things to vent her anger at being ignored in the afternoon.

If the original owner was a coward, he would have probably prepared the meal long ago, waited for her to come back, served her tea and water, and accepted the scolding in silence, or went to work in the fields directly in the afternoon.

Heshan unhappily converted the equation: the original owner = the poor oppressed person, and himself = the original owner.

Myself = the poor oppressed person?

Can this be tolerated? It must not be.

She jumped off the bed, opened the door, picked up her beloved brick and threw it at the door.

He's mother fell down immediately.

Heshan suddenly became anxious, ran over nervously, and then... picked up the body of the little brick that had been broken into several pieces after his success.

"Wow, my poor little Brick, go with peace of mind. You sacrificed your life heroically to defeat the evil forces. I will remember you! Rest in peace, little Brick."

He's mother, who hadn't fainted yet, said: "..." She almost vomited blood in anger.

She held the small brick's corpse in her hands and returned to the room with a painful look on her face. As for He's mother lying on the cold ground, let her die.

Later, He Dabao and He Xiaobao came back from school. When they got home, they saw He's mother lying there. They were shocked and asked in confusion, "What happened?"

It was pitch black all around. It was not until they walked calmly to He's mother and squatted down that they saw that she had a big bump on her head from being hit by something and was bleeding.

"Wow, what's going on?"

"It should be Dad who hit me, why did he hit me on the head this time?"

The two patted He's mother and finally woke her up after a long time. They complained, "I'm starving. Mom, hurry up and get up and cook."

The words that He's mother wanted to say to He Shan got stuck in her throat. She covered her head and immediately responded, "Okay, okay, I got it. You guys go back to your room and do your homework first. Mom will call you when dinner is ready."

The two men walked in with bad looks, and were stunned the moment they opened the room.

"Ah—Mom! Mom!"

"What is this for! Mom!"

Mom, mom, if you keep calling me mom, I’ll beat you so hard that your mom won’t even recognize you!

Heshan stuffed a piece of beef jerky into his mouth angrily and clapped his hands to shake off the residue. These people are so uncultured. Don’t they know that they are hurting their ears in public?

As soon as He's mother poured out the rice, she heard her sons' voices. She rushed in without saying a word, also shocked. She didn't even wipe the blood on her forehead. She immediately thought of who the culprit was. She angrily cursed the person as a bitch, turned around and grabbed a thin stick to beat the person up.

The two brothers didn't know what was going on, but their mother thought that it was Heshan who did it, so they didn't think about anything else. They clenched their fists with fierce looks and walked to the door of the three sisters' room with He's mother.

He's mother kicked him angrily, but He Shan happened to open the door, causing her to fall flat on her face.

"Hahahaha, it's not even Chinese New Year yet, why are you kowtowing to me, mom?"

It was the first time that the two brothers heard such arrogant words from this mouth. They were shocked for a moment. He Dabao was old and reacted quickly. He clenched his fist and punched him without thinking. It didn't matter whether he was wrong or not, he would just beat him first.

Heshan had a smile on his face, but his actions were not ambiguous at all. She followed his example and clenched her fists as well.

The two fists collided, and that scumbag Brother He cried out in pain, his entire arm went numb, and tears instantly flowed down his face.

"Dabao!"

"Big brother!"

He Dabao was sweating profusely and covered his arm with his other hand. He now felt that his arm was soft and he couldn't exert any strength at all.

"You are a real man, isn't it just a broken finger? It's not a big deal, there's no need, really no need."

Several people:"!!!"

Broken finger bone?

He's mother was shocked and rolled over to her son's side. She held his arm tremblingly and turned to Heshan and cursed, "You vicious man..."

"bang"

Heshan interrupted her rudely and asked, "Why are you scolding her again?"

That’s too much! That’s too much!

He Dabao only had broken bones, but his young and innocent heart was hurt by vicious words!