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

When the time comes, sister, please don't take advantage of being the village chief's wife and let that little vixen harm people everywhere.

I don't know what tricks that little vixen Li Yuemei used to bewitch her son so much that he's completely infatuated and his words carry more weight than his own mother's.

Ye Xiaoxiao was quite pleased with her attempt to shift the blame, and laughed:

"Are you sure that despicable, shameless, filthy, and vile scoundrel is your son?"

The question left Zhao Chunhua speechless, unsure whether to answer or not. Who would admit that their son was despicable, shameless, filthy, and vile? For a moment, she remained silent.

Ye Xiaoxiao continued, "That scoundrel not only robbed our Xiao Wuyou of her money, but also tried to be rude to me. So I taught him a lesson to prevent him from harming the girls in our Dongyuan Village. If I see him again, I'll drag him to the authorities."

The villagers outside the courtyard were filled with righteous indignation.

"Yes, this kind of person should be tied up with a rope and sent to see the authorities!"

"Yes, yes, yes! I think he should be castrated and sent to the palace to become a eunuch!"

"Well done, He family's daughter-in-law!"

He Wuyou was unaware of what had happened after he left yesterday. She had initially felt a little guilty, but upon hearing Ye Xiaoxiao call her "Little Wuyou," her face stiffened. Then, with a puffed-up face, she glared at the person standing in the courtyard.

He doesn't like this name.

He Wuyang, who was standing to the side, poked his cheek: "Second brother, why are you angry?"

"No!" He Wuyou stubbornly replied.

"Then why are you all puffed up in anger?"

"I was hungry."

"Oh."

Hearing the commotion of the two little devils under the eaves, Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't help but chuckle. She walked over to Zhao Chunhua, squatted down, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear:

“I advise you to hurry back and take your son to see a doctor, otherwise your family line will end. Unless…” she paused, “you can still give that scoundrel a younger brother.”

Zhao Chunhua suffered in silence, and was furious. She knew that her son had been beaten by this woman.

But they had to suppress their anger and not admit it, because if they did, their son would be sent to the authorities.

That vile woman, Li Yuemei, is full of wicked ideas at such a young age. I don't know what terrible ideas she gave her son, but she managed to absolve herself of all responsibility afterward.

She couldn't swallow this insult.

After all that fuss, Zhao Chunhua knew she had only herself to blame, so she got up, dusted herself off, and left.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to give Ye Xiaoxiao a fierce look: You little hussy, this isn't over!

The troublemakers left, and the onlookers gradually dispersed as well.

Ye Xiaoxiao rubbed her stomach and said to He Wuyang, "Ayang, when is your older brother coming back to cook? I'm so hungry!"

Aunt Sun, who was walking behind, felt terrible. Today's whole ordeal was all Ye Xiaoxiao's fault. Otherwise, how could she have lost face in front of the villagers?

Upon hearing Ye Xiaoxiao's words, he immediately retorted, "How come you, a young lady, can't cook?"

Ye Xiaoxiao didn't expect Aunt Sun to be so sarcastic and rolled her eyes: "You're so short, how come you can't sell pancakes?"

After saying that, she turned around and took Wuyou Wuyang to the kitchen.

"You siblings, don't be fooled by her. My son, Fatty, came home yesterday and said she was by the river, collecting urine in an earthenware pot for you to drink. And it was Fatty's urine! This woman's heart is getting worse and worse!"

Aunt Sun walked away with a smug look on her face.

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A cold, mechanical voice echoed in her mind. Ye Xiaoxiao turned around and saw He Jing carrying a bundle of firewood outside the courtyard.

The tall man exuded a cold aura; his phoenix eyes were icy, and his dark pupils were filled with murderous intent, sending chills down one's spine.

Ye Xiaoxiao shivered.

Terrible!

He wants me dead!

I'm going to die!