Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 223 - She's a Devil

Chapter 223: She’s a Devil

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

“Ah! Stop hitting… Stop hitting me! Ah! It hurts! Ah!”

An Gouzi howled in pain and raised his hands to protect his face. However, he could only take the beating.

Mrs. Jin was doing ch.o.r.es in the kitchen when she heard the commotion. When she saw the man getting beaten, she was so shocked she dropped the shovel in her hand.

Afraid she would be beaten up too, she retreated into the kitchen and pretended she did not see that.

After a while, An Jiuyue felt she had vented enough. She threw An Gouzi to the ground and took a deep breath before kicking him a few more times.

“You can’t get out of bed? I’ll make sure you can’t get out of bed!”

An Gouzi continued to cry out. Every part of his body was in pain.

“Stop… stop hitting me. Stop hitting me. I’ll go… I’ll go chop the firewood. I’ll chop the firewood, okay?”

An Jiuyue is really ruthless! She’s not holding back at all. I’m in so much pain! I’d rather chop the firewood than be beaten!

“Why? Can you get out of bed?”

An Jiuyue raised her leg again and kicked An Gouzi, who had been curled up on the ground.

“Do you want me to beat you up a few more times so you can’t get out of bed and don’t have to chop wood? It’s easy to make sure you don’t get out of bed! I’ll beat you up a few times every day!”

An Gouzi finally accepted it. He did not want to be beaten up again.

“I’ll go! I’ll chop wood. Stop hitting me!”

An Jiuyue chuckled and kicked him again before taking a few steps back.

“Hurry up and take your tools to chop wood. Stop pretending to be lazy. If you dare to pretend to be sick again, I’ll make you really sick!”

With that, An Jiuyue ignored An Gouzi and glanced at the kitchen before leaving.

Mrs. Jin, who had been peeking out the door secretly, locked eyes with An Jiuyue suddenly. She was so frightened she shrank back, quickly running to the stove before she could heave a sigh of relief.

“A devil. She’s a devil. She’s so scary.”

An Jiuyue is too scary. Why did I think she was a kind person in the past? I thought she would give me all the food in her house if I begged her.

She is simply a devil—she hits people without batting an eyelid!

I can’t provoke An Jiuyue anymore. It’s best if I don’t even go up the mountain anymore.

She saw how she hit An Gouzi and wondered what would happen if she hit her. She drew a sharp breath, feeling her body ache at the thought of it.

An Gouzi had no choice but to pick up his machete and ax and follow An Jiuyue out of the house.

He did not dare to do anything to An Jiuyue even though he had weapons.

He was afraid of her. An Jiuyue’s fists were as hard as iron and hurt when they hit his body. He did not want to be hit again.

When the Chief and the Junior Officer rushed over, they saw An Gouzi, face bruised and swollen. He followed closely behind An Jiuyue, holding a knife and ax in one hand and covering his body with the other.

“Jiuyue, you… he… he didn’t do anything to you, right?”

The Junior Officer looked at An Jiuyue, then An Gouzi, who had been beaten up again. He heaved a sigh of relief.