My host is very irritable

Chapter 347 The Poor Little One of the Ages 7

Zhang Lao Da's wife concealed the hatred in her eyes, climbed up with difficulty, and walked towards her room.

"I don't care whether you have money or not, you must compensate me, otherwise you can lose everything in your house." He Yue threatened, pointing at the dead body lying on the ground.

After hearing this, everyone didn't dare to give up. They quickly disappeared from He Yue's sight and went back to look for their things.

Zhang Lianhua also took out a handful of money from her pocket tremblingly and handed it to He Yue.

When she saw He Yue take the money, she ran out of the door.

It’s too scary. She’d better not come to my parents’ house too often in the future.

Only Zhang Laoer and his wife were left at the scene. They looked at He Yue, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

"Are you going to say you are my parents again? And let me let you go?"

The two nodded vigorously when they heard this.

"Dream on! Don't even mention that you are my parents. Even if you are Zhang Daya's ancestors, you can't do that. You must compensate me."

"Da...Daya, we really don't have any money..." Zhang Laoer said timidly.

"Whether you have money or not is your business. I just want compensation."

"Wow, Daya, do you really want to force us to death?" Yan Cuihua simply sat on the ground and burst into tears.

"If you really want to die, I can't stop you." He Yue didn't care about her crying.

"Then I will die now. I will make you a man who forced his own mother to death. Then we will see how you get married."

Seeing He Yue's nonchalant look, Yan Cuihua glared at her with resentment.

"Whatever. It's good that I can't get married. I'm not like you. I can't live without a man."

"You...I..." Yan Cuihua couldn't stand her daughter talking to her like that, so she stood up suddenly and bumped into a big tree beside her.

She slowly fell down amid everyone's exclamations.

"Daya, give me some money so I can take your mother to the hospital." Zhang Laoer looked at his wife with a bleeding head. He rubbed his hands and looked at He Yue.

"What are you looking at? Just go back and have some sleep." He Yue said impatiently.

"Then..." Before Zhang Laoer could finish his words, He Yue raised the rolling pin in his hand. He thought of the painful spot on his body and immediately shrank his neck.

He helped Yan Cuihua up from the ground and walked towards their room with difficulty.

When the other members of the Zhang family saw this scene, they also truly understood that He Yue was here for revenge.

Thinking back to when she was coughing up blood, the second brother and his wife ignored her. Now that Yan Cuihua was hit like that, they didn’t even send her to the hospital.

If he didn't let his own mother go, there's no way he would let them go.

After a while, several families took out the things they had kept in the bottom of their boxes.

When they handed it to He Yue, their hearts were bleeding.

He Yue looked at their reluctant expressions and took it with joy.

"If you do something naughty again next time, I will have to pay you back."

"No, no, no, we don't dare anymore. We really don't dare anymore." The Zhang family members were almost shaking their heads to leave afterimages.

Still coming? If they come again, they will all sell themselves.

Lai Qiaoling's broken arm was broken again by He Yue. This time she was obedient and did not dare to go against He Yue again.

She went back to her parents' home again and was scolded by her brother and sister-in-law before she got the medical expenses.

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In the following days, He Yue ate a balanced diet.

The Zhang family's life is no longer good because all the money in the family is in He Yue's hands.

They couldn't even improve their lives. Even the eggs laid by their chickens were taken away by He Yue. Every day, everyone passing by wanted to take a bite.

Just like today, He Yue was eating the chicken in the bowl with big mouthfuls.

The Zhang family members squatted under the eaves when they smelled the smell, swallowing their saliva desperately.

They couldn't beat He Yue, and they didn't dare to scold her, which made them feel very frustrated.

He Yue felt that if it weren't for the era, the Zhang family would have been able to escape in the middle of the night.

He Yue didn't sympathize with them at all. It was their fault for not being human in the first place!

Time flies, and Zhang Weipeng is old enough to get married. But his family is so poor that no one will marry him.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhang sigh every day because He Yue has also been eyeing the salary of the eldest brother's wife.

They haven't lost a penny in these years.

"Mom and Dad, Zhuzi is younger than me! He's going to be a father soon, and I'm still a bachelor. Don't you want to have a grandson?" Zhang Weipeng squatted in front of his parents and complained.

"Don't worry, we'll think of a solution." Why doesn't Boss Zhang want to have a grandson?

He was almost going crazy, but he had no money and could not find a wife for his son.

"I don't care. If you don't find me a wife before the New Year, I will marry into your family." Zhang Weipeng didn't care about his parents' difficulties. He just wanted a wife.

Boss Zhang looked at his son who slammed the door and left, and he sighed deeply.

Zhang Weipeng left home and went to the small river outside the village. He picked up stones and threw them into the river one by one.

"That's him. Are you satisfied with him?"

"Isn't he your eldest grandson? Would his parents agree to him marrying into our family?"

He Yue smiled mysteriously and said, "Do you like him?"

When Xiaohua heard He Yue's question, her cheeks flushed slightly. She lowered her head shyly and said in a voice as light as a mosquito's hum: "Sister Daya, I like him."

"Okay, as long as you are satisfied."

Zhang Weipeng, who was throwing stones, suddenly raised his head, saw Xiaohua’s face turn red, and ran towards home.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhang looked at each other. They stared at their son in disbelief, their hearts filled with confusion and shock.

They thought there might be something wrong with their ears because what Zhang Weipeng said sounded too outrageous.

"What did you say?" Boss Zhang couldn't help but ask again, with a slight tremor in his voice. He hoped that he had heard it wrong.

"I said I like a girl and I want to marry into her family." Zhang Weipeng shouted loudly.

Boss Zhang's face immediately turned gloomy, and he firmly objected: "No, you can't go."

"Son! You are the eldest grandson in our family. You will set up your own household in the future. You can't be foolish." Zhang Lao Da's wife also advised.

"I don't care. If you don't let me marry into your family, I will not live." When Zhang Weipeng saw that his parents did not agree, he just lay on the ground.

"You, you, you...are you going to piss us off to death?" Boss Zhang pointed at Zhang Weipeng, his fingers trembling violently.

Zhang Weipeng closed his eyes and didn't even look at his father who was so angry that he was about to have a seizure.

Zhang Weipeng is stubborn, and his father is even more stubborn.

But the father and mother still felt sorry for their son. Half a month later, Zhang Laoda and his wife saw their thin son and agreed with great pain.

When Zhang Weipeng heard his parents agree, he ran towards Xiaohua's home.

At Xiaohua's home, the dark and strong Xiaohua saw Zhang Weipeng really appear at her door, and an irrepressible feeling of gratitude surged in her heart.

She knew that all this was thanks to He Yue.