Zhu Cuiying didn't even wait until she was steady, she turned around and lunged at Qiao Xiaomai, her face a mask of ugliness.
Even Zhuang Luhe had never dared to touch her, but now Qiao Xiaomai almost made her fall on the ground like a dog.
This grievance, she must avenge.
"You brat! I'll kill you!"
Qiao Xiaomai rolled her eyes and immediately ran towards the village chief's house.
Perfect, it saves her the trouble of dragging Zhu Cuiying there.
As expected, Zhu Cuiying immediately started chasing her, cursing and swearing, "You little wretch, stop right there!"
Qiao Xiaomai had a basket on her back and kept running forward without a word.
Upon seeing this, Qiao Dami wanted to follow, but seeing Qiao Changshun limping, she had to suppress her urge and slowly walked towards the village chief's house beside him.
"Little wretch, Stop! I swear I'll kill you!" Unable to catch up, Zhu Cuiying began to pick up clods of soil from the roadside and throw them at Qiao Xiaomai.