Ruan Jiaoyan shouted again, and even Zhou Qiang couldn't help but listen to her words. He took a few steps back and rubbed his eyes quickly.

It hurts him to death!

I don’t know how long it took to use the thick and hard broom. It has always been used by the Ruan family to sweep the mud in the yard, and it is still full of mud. So I swept through his face, and some of it pierced into his nostrils and into his mouth. It smelled, hurt, and was disgusting!

The most important thing is that Zhou Qiang has always been a little overlord in Jiuli Village. Now that he is bullied and beaten like this, his self-esteem cannot stand it.

When the village chief was pulled over by Ruan Huanhuan, he saw them retreating. It seemed that Ruan Jiaoyan was calling, but he didn't hear clearly what he was calling.

When Ruan Jiaoyan saw the village chief coming, she immediately went over and snatched the broom from Ruan Funian's hand, "Dad, let it go!"

"oh oh."

Ruan Funian was obedient and let go. His hands were trembling, and his heart was still pounding. He had never done any heavy work, nor had he ever fought like this, so he was exhausted to death.

"village head!"

Just as Zhou Qiang rubbed tears into his eyes, the tears washed away the mud and sand in his eyes. Just as he was about to say something, Ruan Jiaoyan had already shouted at the village chief, and the word "village chief" was called out to her with sad and aggrieved twists and turns.

The village chief was shocked when he heard this shout, looked at Ruan Jiaoyan and met her eyes.

The little girl looked aggrieved and sad, and her beautiful big eyes were covered with water, which looked so pitiful.

"Village Chief, Zhou Qiang ran to my house for no reason and kicked my door!" Ruan Jiaoyan pointed to her yard gate.

Looking at the crooked door panel that was not enough to fall off, the village chief immediately lowered his face and glared at Zhou Qiang.

"Zhou Qiang, what's wrong with you!"

Ruan Jiaoyan said again, "He also held a fire stick and said that he would burn my father's face and hands, make him ugly, so that he could not write in the future, and even burn my hair! Village chief, I'm so scared!"

Zhou Qiang cursed, "Ruan Daya, you are talking nonsense! I just said I wanted to burn your hair, when did I say I wanted to burn your father's face and hands!"

oh--

The village chief was furious when he heard this.

"You really want to burn the hair of the girl from the Ruan family? If the little girl has lost her hair, she will not be able to seek death? Come here! I want to ask your parents, how did you teach you this bad thing? Well, why are you here to kick the Ruan family's courtyard?"

The village chief walked over quickly and grabbed the burning wooden stick from Zhou Qiang's hand.

"You dare to hurt people with fire! Do you know how terrible the fire is?" The villagers often talk about the Ye family, and they remind their children not to play with fire.

"Who told them not to eat chicken for me! Ruan Daya caught three pheasants, and no one was distinguished from me! My mother exchanged rice for her, why did she disagree?" Zhou Qiang shouted.

The village chief couldn't help but look at Ruan Jiaoyan. He had just heard from his wife at home that Ruan Jiaoyan got three pheasants from the mountain and carried a basket of unknown things.

"Why should I share the pheasant that I almost fell to death in the mountains? And your mother gave me a handful of moldy brown rice and wanted to change it to another chicken? Why don't you just say you want to grab it? Village chief! They want to grab things! They are bandits!"

Ruan Jiaoyan shouted angrily at Zhou Qiang, and the second half turned to the village chief with a hint of expression again.
Chapter completed!