“Mother Jingen, if my son loses a leg and an arm, I’ll chop you into minced meat and let the dog eat you.”
The longevity mother also stumbled in and stretched out her hand to slap Mother Jingen, “Mother Jingen, I’ve really been blind all my life. I actually trusted an old witch like you. Mother Jingen, how did my Changsheng Offend You Guys? You dug out his kidney and even broke his leg. Aren’t you trying to kill me...”
Changsheng’s mother patted her own chest. It hurt so much that her heart ached. Her heart ached so much.
She had a perfectly fine son. How had he been tortured to such a state? She only had one son, Changsheng. In the future, who was she going to rely on? who was she going to rely on to take care of her old age and send her to her death?
Mother Jingen was beaten until she was in a daze, but the villagers’fists were still not afraid of smashing into her body. In just a short while, they had already smashed her until her nose was bruised and her face was swollen.
