This is terrible! My future prime minister keeps trying to kiss me forcibly.

After struggling to wash up, Ye Xiaoxiao was faced with a dilemma: where would she sleep that night?

In the past, she slept alone in the room next to the kitchen, while He Wuyou and He Wuyang slept on the floor in He's mother's room.

He Jing slept in the kitchen, where two long benches were pushed together to make a makeshift bed.

After making up her mind, she decided to talk to He Jing.

Although he was so cold that the air around him seemed to freeze, he at least listened to my advice.

She used the excuse of taking care of He's mother to sleep in the same room as A-Yang.

He Jing and his brother slept in her original room.

After making the arrangements, Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to get into bed. She was exhausted from the day!

He Wuyang fell asleep early, her long eyelashes casting a shadow. Her sweet and lovely appearance made one want to kiss her.

……

The next day, Ye Xiaoxiao was awakened by shouting and cursing.

"Ye Xiaoxiao, you little whore, come out here!"

"You bitch grandson, come out here if you dare!"

"You little bitch! Come out here!"

A constant stream of cursing and shouting came from outside the door. The person shouting and shouting was not satisfied and even threw stones into the yard.

The commotion attracted many villagers, and soon the area outside He Jing's yard was filled with people.

"Who is this shrew?"

"You don't know this? Isn't this the village chief's wife's younger sister, named Zhao Chunhua?"

"Doesn't she live in the neighboring Shanxie Village? Why is she causing trouble in our Dongyuan Village?"

"I heard that her precious son was beaten by the He family's daughter-in-law, and she came here to demand justice."

"It's quite satisfying to see his son, who's like a thug, get beaten up."

Zhao Chunhua, who was swearing in front of the speaker, heard someone saying bad things about her son. Like a mother hen with her feathers standing on end, she immediately turned around and glared fiercely at the person who spoke.

"You despicable slut, how dare you talk about my son like that?"

Aunt Sun, who had been complaining on the sidelines, never expected that watching the show would cause her so much trouble. She stepped forward and retorted, "You old woman, your mouth is as foul as your rascal son's diarrhea."

When it comes to arguing, Aunt Sun has never met her match.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Chunhua was so angry that she jumped up and down, rushed over and grabbed Aunt Sun's hair, pulling her back hard.

Aunt Sun was not about to be taken advantage of, so she scratched and clawed at the other person's face with both hands.

For a moment, shouts of anger and screams rose and fell as the two fought fiercely. No one around dared to step in and break them up, for fear of getting caught in the crossfire themselves.

After Ye Xiaoxiao finished dressing and went out, she saw a lively scene at the door.

Two middle-aged women with messy, unkempt hair were pushing and shoving each other, engaged in a fierce fight. A small circle of onlookers stood by, playing the role of proper spectators.

Seeing Ye Xiaoxiao leave, Zhao Chunhua seized the opportunity to bite Aunt Sun's arm hard. Without any hesitation, she mustered her strength and shoved her heavily to the ground.

Aunt Sun scrambled to her feet. Unable to swallow her anger at being at a disadvantage, she straightened up and was about to pick up a nearby stone to throw at the attacker. The others nearby, with sharp eyes, immediately grabbed her arm, and several others pulled her back as well.

Otherwise, given how ruthless that shrew Sun is, someone would surely have died today.

Aunt Sun cursed and kicked her legs repeatedly toward Zhao Chunhua.

"Let me go!" she trembled with rage. "If I don't teach this wretched old hag a lesson today, she'll never know who's not to be trifled with in Dongyuan Village!"

"You shrew! You're just as disgusting as that little beast that popped out of your ass! Bah!"

Zhao Chunhua turned around, took off her shoes, and slapped Aunt Sun several times, swelling her face.

Seemingly not satisfied, she took off the socks she had been wearing for several days and stuffed them directly into Aunt Sun's mouth.

Aunt Sun was so angry that her eyes turned red and her whole body trembled. If she hadn't been held back, she would have slapped that wretched slut to death!

That damn rotten person who grew up eating cow dung!

Ye Xiaoxiao was wondering who had come to her door early in the morning to curse and swear.

In just a few words from the villagers who were watching the drama unfold, she understood that Zhao Chunhua was the mother of that thieving rat from yesterday.

A hint of sarcasm curled at the corner of her lips. With a mother like that, it's no wonder she raised such a scoundrel of a son.

Zhao Chunhua stood at the courtyard gate, her face sharp and her eyes triangular, clearly not a kind person: "Ye Xiaoxiao, you vicious little whore, you beat my son like that, I'm not finished with you!"

Ye Xiaoxiao's eyes deepened, and her red lips curled slightly: "Aunt Zhao, I don't even know your son, how can you accuse me of hitting him?"