Zhang Guiying's Attack Power

"mom!"

Zhao Chunzhi was so shocked that she forgot to shed tears. "You just said that if I told the truth, I wouldn't report it to the police."

"I was saying you framed Qiuzhi for not reporting it to the police, not that you didn't report Qiuzhi being beaten." Zhang Guiying pulled Zhao Qiuzhi to the bedside. "My perfectly good daughter was beaten like this by your mother-in-law and your husband, why should we just let it go!"

"My mother-in-law and Yaozong have been detained. What are I and my child supposed to do?"

"What's it to me!"

"mom……"

Zhang Guiying was already impatient and urged Zhao Binghe, "What are you standing there for? Go on."

"Why!"

Realizing that Zhang Guiying wasn't bluffing, Zhao Binghe quickly walked outside.

Startled, Li Yaozong quickly closed the ward door and apologized, "Mom and Dad, it was my fault. I shouldn't have hit Qiuzhi without understanding the situation. It's all my fault."

"Mom, if you're angry, you can hit or yell at me..."

"Snapped!"

Zhang Guiying would never refuse such a request. She rushed forward, grabbed Li Yaozong by the hair, and slapped him hard. Li Yaozong hadn't expected Zhang Guiying to actually hit him; his face flushed red. "Mom!"

"Didn't you tell me to hit you? Are you trying to play dumb with me?"

"..."

Li Yaozong gritted his teeth and said, "Mom, as long as you can calm down, hit me as hard as you want."

Zhang Guiying didn't hold back at all, slapping Li Yaozong hard across the face with both hands. Li Yaozong's face burned, and his ears rang.

"My son."

Wu Ximei rushed forward to protect Li Yaozong, shouting, "Zhang Guiying, stop! Yaozong has never laid a finger on me in all his years, what right do you have to hit him!"

"Just because I'm his mother-in-law, a son-in-law is practically a son to him, I have the right to hit him!"

Wu Ximei stood protectively in front of Li Yaozong like a mother hen guarding her chicks, saying, "If you're going to blame someone, you should blame Zhao Chunzhi. If your daughter hadn't been talking nonsense, would I have gone to cause trouble for Zhao Qiuzhi? Your own daughter is a habitual liar; it's your fault for not raising her properly. I'm already being lenient with you, and you still dare to hit my son."

Zhang Guiying's main point is that she gets sick all the time, but the sky won't fall.

Pointing at Wu Ximei's nose, he cursed, "Whose belt wasn't fastened tight enough, exposing you? You're like a maggot in a sewer, what right do you have to bark at me like a dog?"

"You still want to cause trouble for me? I want to ask you, how come my perfectly good daughter has become a liar after being married into your family for several years? Is your family's feng shui bad, or were your ancestral graves dug up?"

Wu Ximei's fingers trembled as she stammered, "You, you..."

"What do you mean, 'you'? You can't even speak properly, yet you try to argue with people. Look at your teeth chattering and your tongue twisting around like a bicycle chain has come off. Don't embarrass yourself in public!"

"I, I..."

"What do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'what do you mean, ' what do you mean,' after Zhao Chunzhi married your son did? Didn't I ever benefit from my kindness? I raised two of your granddaughters, and instead of thanking me, your family keeps bragging to me! If I were you, I'd be so ashamed I'd bury my head in my pants and wouldn't dare look anyone in the eye. How dare you!"

Wu Ximei trembled even more violently.

Zhang Guiying delivered the final blow, "You can't beat me in a fight, you can't out-argue me, all you do is stand there trembling. What are you trembling for? Is it polio or are you paralyzed?"

"..."

Wu Ximei could no longer bear it. She staggered, rolled her eyes, and fell to the side. Li Yaozong caught her quickly, preventing her from falling headfirst to the ground.

With such fighting power, you think you can fight her?

All her efforts over the next few decades were for nothing.

Zhang Guiying spat, "You old scumbag!"

Li Yaozong was about to cry, clinging to Wu Ximei tightly, "Mom, please stop scolding her. My mom's already rolling her eyes. If you keep scolding her, she's going to kick the ground."

After hitting and scolding her, Zhang Guiying felt much better. "What mother? Without Zhao Chunzhi, who would know who you are! Calling me won't help. Your mother has scratched my Qiuzhi's face. She's just a young girl. If she has scars on her face, can you take responsibility for that?"

"..."

In Li Yaozong's heart, Zhang Guiying was always kind and gentle.

Today he truly experienced Zhang Guiying's offensive power firsthand.

Seeing that his pleas to Zhang Guiying were ineffective, Li Yaozong immediately turned to Zhao Binghe, "Dad, could you say a few words to Mom?"

What a load of nonsense!

No one in the family dared to provoke Zhang Guiying when she was angry.

But since his daughter still had to live with someone else, Zhao Binghe didn't want to offend them too much, so he cursed, "I'm not the one who got beaten up, what's the use of you coming to me?"

Li Yaozong was stunned for a moment, then quickly went to beg Zhao Qiuzhi, "Qiuzhi, it's all my fault. Please persuade Mom not to call the police."

"Your sister just gave birth, and my mom and I are about to be detained. She and the baby will be left without anyone to take care of them. For your sister's sake, could you please forgive your husband this once?"

Zhao Qiuzhi looked at Zhang Guiying.

After all, Zhao Qiuzhi was the person involved, so Zhang Guiying immediately said, "Qiuzhi, you don't need to worry about anyone. If you want to report it to the police, your parents will fully support you."

Zhao Qiuzhi felt a lump in her throat.

If her parents pleaded for leniency for Li Yaozong and Wu Ximei, she would definitely call the police without hesitation in her anger.

But now.

Her parents are on her side.

Zhao Qiuzhi's gaze swept around the ward, finally landing on Zhao Chunzhi, whose eyes were full of pleading. If Wu Ximei and Li Yaozong were really sent to the police station, her second sister would definitely be blamed by Wu Ximei.

Forget it.

My second sister's life has already been very difficult.

Zhao Qiuzhi tugged at Zhang Guiying's sleeve, "Mom, let it go."

"..."

Zhang Guiying was extremely surprised.

Of all the children, Qiuzhi's personality was most like hers—shrewish, assertive, and unforgiving. She thought that Qiuzhi, having suffered such a great loss, would definitely seek revenge.

This is because she's considering her sisterly bond.

Zhang Guiying felt that Zhao Qiuzhi was too soft-hearted; Zhao Chunzhi hadn't thought of her when she lied.

I originally wanted to offer her some advice.

But then she thought, isn't all she wanted was for the children to have a conscience and to be sentimental?

He sighed and didn't try to persuade her, but he knew he had to fight for Qiuzhi's interests. "Qiuzhi didn't report it to the police because of Zhao Chunzhi, which is very generous of her, but you can't pretend nothing happened."

"Qiuzhi needs to see a doctor and buy medicine for her injury. Give her twenty yuan and we'll call it even."

"twenty?"

Wu Ximei raised her voice, saying that twenty yuan was enough to buy ten or so kilograms of meat, and she was about to ask Zhao Qiuzhi if her face was made of gold.

Li Yaozong quickly covered her mouth, "Okay, twenty it is, we'll pay for it."

Paying twenty yuan is better than going to the police station.

Li Yaozong was just an ordinary countryman who had a natural awe for places like police stations.

the most critical.

Li Yaozong didn't want to fall out with the Zhao family over twenty yuan.

He reluctantly took out two ten-yuan bills and handed them to Zhao Qiuzhi. This time, Zhao Qiuzhi didn't say anything polite and put the money directly into her pocket.

After resolving Zhao Qiuzhi's matter.

Zhang Guiying sat on a stool by the hospital bed, reached into her pocket and pulled out the bills for raising her two granddaughters over the years, and prepared to talk to Zhao Chunzhi about the important matter.