Little one tears the villian's script

Script Chapter 22:

When Jiang Xiumei cleaned the house the next day, she found that Jin changed clothes were stained with blood.

Jiang Xiumei rushed into his room immediately, picked up the person and asked, "Xingxing, how much did you do last night? You won't beat people up, kill them, and crippled them?"

For them they can't bear their lives!

Jiang Xiumei felt regretful.

Jin opened his eyes with sleepy eyes, and said vaguely: "How can that be? On the happy days, you can't pass the new year in the chant."

"Then what's going on?" Jiang Xiumei asked him, pointing to the blood stain.

"Hong Li's blood is not mine. During the argument, he held me on his head and got a little bit of it. It didn't get in the way. I taught them a lesson. There is nothing wrong with people. Don't worry, mother."

Jiang Xiumei then let go of her heart.

Jin smiled and drew a stack of hundred-dollar bills from the pillow, and said proudly: "I also brought this back."

Hong Xingguo's five thousand yuan cash was protected like eyeballs, and he also specially wrapped a piece of cloth and bulged it on his chest.

When Jin drove away in the dark, Hong Xingguo thought he had met the robber, and desperately protected the 5,000 yuan cash, thinking that the money rob was coming.

Jin simply used the trick and snatched his money. However, Hong Xingguo and Hongli both demanded money and didn't want to kill them. If they could not get them all, they took a thousand yuan.

That's enough, Jin is happy enough.

Jiang Xiumei was also happy and went to cook happily.

Lisa was the latest to get up. She usually had a biological clock similar to Jiang Xiumei's. She started up as soon as her grandmother started. But last night she lived and had a nightmare. She was not in good spirits, so she stayed in bed for a while in the morning.

"Drink this." Jiang Xiumei saw her come out of the house with a confused look, and handed her a bowl of brown sugar and egg water, which was used to shock.

Lisa didn't say anything, she raised her head and drank everything. The white and tender lips were stained with water, Jiang Xiumei wiped it off for her.

"Grandma." lisa finally got a little bit more energetic and asked ignorantly, "What is a wild child?"

"Ah... this..." Jiang Xiumei's smile stiffened, and she had already scolded the father and son thousands of times.

Although lisa is only a child, her mind is very delicate and sensitive. She can cry for a long time just about big flowers and small flowers. Generally, Jiang Xiumei would not tell her such words.

Jiang Xiumei looked embarrassed and hesitated to use what words to prevaricate. She didn't know that her expression fell into lisa's eyes, which confirmed her guess.

one two Three.

The small mouth is flat, and within a moment, the golden beans will fall away.