She Lives Well with the Shopping App in the 80s
Chapter 287: Approaching the Chen Family

Chapter 287: Chapter 287: Approaching the Chen Family

"The patient has broken two ribs, and there are extensive bruises all over the body..."

As the doctor described the condition, the faces of the Zhao Family members in the hospital room instantly turned pale.

Even Yun Xiaoxiao, standing by the side, was shocked at such results.

This was domestic violence.

"Are they getting a divorce?"

If they don’t get divorced, and they go after the Chen Family for a beating, when the time comes, this little sister will have no place at the Chen Family home.

Zhao Tianlei didn’t know either.

"Little Uncle, Little Aunt, look at little sister like this; the Chen Family has beaten her to near death. If she doesn’t get a divorce, next time you might be sending someone with white hair to a funeral for someone with black hair, right?"

These words were more than just a severe statement from Zhao Tianlei.

If things continued this way, indeed someone could lose their life.

"What are you hesitating for? Do you really want to see little sister die before you, before you regret?" Captain Zhao slammed Little Uncle Zhao forcefully, his eyes daring him to retaliate, as if he would make him regret it even more.

"Dad..." Zhao Tianhe was so angry he couldn’t stand it. To this point, and his dad was still wavering.

"Little Uncle, we Zhao Family members are not to be taken lightly."

"Xiao Yuyu, you stay here and watch after your little aunt; we are going to the Chen Family." Little Aunt Zhao looked at her daughter lying on the hospital bed, her condition unknown, with great distress.

Although she valued her son more, she was not the type to just marry off her daughter and not care about her afterward.

Mrs. Zhao had three sons, but she was quite fond of this niece from another room.

A group of them hurriedly climbed aboard the tractor.

"I have some food here, eat a bit to pad your stomach, so you’ll have the strength to take care of those bastards."

Yun Xiaoxiao handed out egg cakes to them one by one.

Little Aunt Zhao didn’t know what to say.

This food was not cheap.

By the time they got to the Chen Family.

They saw the firmly shut door of the Chen Family home.

Zhao Tianlei kicked the gate open with force, shocking the Chen Family inside.

"What are you doing?"

"Smash..."

As a "smash" was heard, the Zhao Family members could no longer contain themselves.

"What are you doing?" Mrs. Chen saw the Zhao Family coming straight to her home to smash things.

"What are we doing? My daughter has been beaten by your Chen Family to an inch of her life, and here you all are, sitting around eating your meal, eat your own damn..." Before Little Aunt Zhao could finish her sentence, she lunged at Mrs. Chen.

Eldest Aunt-in-law Zhao also hurried forward to help.

The other women of the Chen Family, of course, came to help as well.

But Yun Xiaoxiao, armed with a stick, hit one woman then another. With a stick in one hand, she reached out to grab the hair of another woman with the other hand.

Seeing the women of the Zhao Family struggling, she rushed forward to help.

They were incessantly busy.

As for the men of the Chen Family.

All of them were used to laborious work and had good physical strength.

But Zhao Tianhai, Zhao Tianhe, and Zhao Tianlei often fought, and the Chen Family were no match for them.

Especially Chen Laosi, who was beaten particularly badly by Zhao Tianhe.

"Dare to hit my little sister? Want to get killed? Let me show you how it’s done, let me show you!"

"Damn it, as if our Zhao Family is easy to bully..."

"Murder! Murder..."

Yun Xiaoxiao looked at this girl with a smile, without saying a word; many young girls were instigators. The Chen Family had beaten her little sister into such a state; it looked like none of them were unjustly accused.

Yun Xiaoxiao slapped the girl to the ground with a backhand slap.

"Dare to come up and see?" Yun Xiaoxiao saw a few kids wanting to help, she stepped on the Chen Family’s young girl, holding a baseball bat in one hand, her gaze full of fury as she eyed the kids.