Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent! Chapter 21 - 21 21 Fighting1

21: Chapter 21 Fighting_1 21: Chapter 21 Fighting_1 Zhulan didn’t look at Wang Zhang’s wife; instead, she fixed her gaze on the three- or four-year-old child squatting in the yard, defecating.

Her stomach churned, and she couldn’t help but take a step back, and also pulled her daughter back with her.

Seeing Zhulan trying to suppress her disgust, Wang Zhang’s wife was furious, “Yang Zhulan, what do you an by this, coming here to start trouble?”

Zhulan shifted her focus to Wang Zhang’s wife’s face, and finally felt a bit less nauseous.

She observed her closely; they say looks reflect the heart, but it obviously wasn’t accurate here.

Wang Zhang’s wife looked exceptionally plump, with a deanor that seed fortunate and kind.

If looks truly reflected the person within, her countenance should be an.

Wang Zhang’s wife rolled up her sleeves, clearly looking for a fight, and charged over in one breath, her hands reaching to scratch.

Zhulan had taken two doses of dicine and felt much better, strong enough to grab Wang Zhang’s wife’s arm.

She saw the excitent in Wang Zhang’s wife’s eyes; she had wanted to beat her up for a long ti.

It seed everyone in the village knew of her original health issues!

In the past, when she was healthy and strong, with fighting ability, Wang Zhang’s wife would only dare to talk behind her back.

If she found trouble face to face, she would be beaten.

Now that she wasn’t well and lacked strength, Wang Zhang’s wife saw an opportunity for revenge.

Wang Zhang’s wife turned pale with pain, feeling like her wrist was no longer her own, “Weren’t you supposed to be dying?”

Zhulan got angry.

It was one thing to curse her in one’s heart without knowledge, but to do so openly was unacceptable.

Her face darkened, “Disappointed?

Let tell you, even if you die, I won’t.”

Wang Zhang’s wife beca fearful; when Yang Zhulan wasn’t sick, she’d really hit her if she got a hold of sothing.

And now her ribs hurt again, “You, you, let go.”

Zhulan didn’t let go, nonchalantly pinching her arm.

Noticing people gathering around, Zhulan patted her daughter’s shoulder.

The intelligent little girl understood and slipped into the yard when no one was paying attention.

Wang Zhang’s wife’s face was sweating from the pain, and she started to lose feeling in her wrist, “Let go of now, hurry up and let go!”

Zhulan was never one to win people over with virtue; she had been bullied enough during her parents’ divorce.

She wasn’t one to endure; she’d bully right back.

Wang Zhang’s wife started the fight, so paying her back with interest was only fair.

Smack—a slap landed on her face.

Onlookers were stunned for a second, then felt a familiar sensation; Yang Zhulan must be feeling much better.

They instinctively shrank their necks in fear.

Wang Zhang’s wife let out a shriek, the sound painful to Zhulan’s eardrums, “Shut up.”

Saying so, Zhulan released her grip, and as if she had touched sothing filthy, wiped her hand.

Wang Zhang’s wife’s eyes were bloodshot, the provocation too much for her, “I’m going to fight you to the death.”

Zhulan’s mouth curved into a hook, there’s no reason not to hit soone who’s asking for it.

Xue Han wasn’t afraid her mother would be at a disadvantage at all; her mother was formidable.

Her eyes fixated only on Sanniang.

Wang Ru pinched her bun, full of resentnt.

Fortunately, her best friend was there, with no at scraps, just a lousy bun.

She genuinely craved at, driven by her mories and hunger until she literally drooled, “Xue Han, I can sll at on the bun.

I may be a poor bargain, but I’ve never had at during New Year’s.

I’m envious of you; at must taste wonderful.”

Xue Han felt uncomfortable.

She had given a bun, and Sanniang hadn’t said thank you, just kept ntioning at over and over.

She hung her head, “My family only gets at occasionally.”

Sanniang’s eyes darted around, “Your mother loves you, and since you are the long-awaited daughter, it wouldn’t matter if you took so.”

Xue Han no longer wanted to stay.

Sanniang had changed, becoming greedy, and was treating her like a fool.

The first ti might have been unintentional, but what about the second ti?

She wasn’t stupid; she was very smart, just unwilling to consider it.

She stood up at the doorway, and upon seeing the excitent in Sanniang’s eyes, she smiled, “I too am literate and understand propriety.

It’s not right to take things without permission.

I’ll tell my mother when I get ho.

This bun was brought to you by both my mother and .

Sanniang, harboring thoughts of stealing isn’t good.

A girl’s reputation is too important.

Take care of yourself.”

Xue Han didn’t give Sanniang a chance to speak, feeling awful as she ran out.

Zhulan spotted her daughter at a glance, knowing everything had gone to plan and the bun hadn’t been wasted.

She took her daughter’s hand, “Let’s go ho with mom.”

Seeing that her mother wasn’t injured and looked like a victorious general, Xue Han’s gloom lifted, and she cheerfully agreed, “Yeah.”