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Chapter 56: Don't bet on your daughter

In the village under the blue sky and white clouds, the billowing smoke is sudden and conspicuous.

Someone saw it and called out to Qiao's mother who was bending over and working hard: "Xixi's mother, why am I looking at it? The smoking place is near your house!"

Mother Qiao looked up and saw that it was right near her home!

The shovel in her hand fell to the ground with a clang, and she called to Father Qiao: "Old Qiao! Go home quickly!"

Father Qiao squinted his eyes and looked over, making a preliminary analysis: "I don't think it's our family."

"What if! My daughter is at home!" Mother Qiao was visibly panicked, "What if that coward harms my daughter! If my daughter is in trouble, how will I live in the next life!"

She doesn't want to gamble at all!

Even if the trip is in vain, it will give you peace of mind!

And Sun Hailan, although she hates this daughter-in-law now, she is a living person after all, and she is still pregnant with a baby.

Human lives matter!

Father Qiao nodded in agreement: "Let's go home and take a look!"

Even if your own house is not on fire, as a village leader, you still have to help put out fires in other people's houses.

Mother Qiao gathered some things casually, put them on the ground, and set off with Father Qiao.

Everyone in the village knew him, and no one stole farm tools from the field in public.

Mother Qiao walked very fast, almost running.

Qiao's father quickly followed to comfort him: "Don't be too anxious. Didn't Qiao Nan go back? No matter what happens, he and Xixi will also have someone to help them."

Qiao Dong, who was working in the field nearby, heard the conversation between the two and put down his farm tools and hurried home.

Seeing Qiao's father and Qiao's mother Qiao Dong leaving in a hurry, Aunt Qiao's family stood still.

Uncle Qiao held a hoe in his hand and looked in the direction of the smoke: "Is their house on fire?"

"It looks like it." Aunt Qiao was actually not sure, but since Qiao's mother and Qiao's father were so nervous, she must be right.

Qiao Yuan, who was a few years younger than Qiao Zhu and had been away from junior high school for a year, was working in the fields and looked in the direction of the fire.

After looking at it carefully for a while, she said carefully: "Mom, the fire seems to be our house."

"What? Stop talking nonsense!" Aunt Qiao glared at Qiao Yuan.

But in my heart, I felt even more unsure.

She looked at Uncle Qiao and asked him for advice: "Dad, why don't we go back and have a look, just in case..."

"What's the best place to go? It's definitely not our house. My parents and Zhuzhu are both at home. How could the fire be so big for no reason?" Uncle Qiao denied it.

Aunt Qiao has been used to being obedient all her life, so seeing Uncle Qiao's resolute attitude, she didn't mention it anymore.

Qiao Yuan has a dull personality and usually talks little. After the adults have spoken, she doesn't say much anymore.

The family continued to work until a young man from the village ran over panting.

"Uncle Qiao, your house is on fire!"

"What did you say?!"

Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao immediately became anxious.

The two of them didn't bother to say another word and ran home.

By the time Aunt Qiao and Uncle Qiao ran home, the fire had almost been put out. The whole alley was full of people, and almost everyone had buckets in their hands.

Aunt Qiao pushed aside the crowd and ran in. When she saw that only the black walls, doors and windows of the two kitchens were burned, she knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Oh my God!"

Uncle Qiao was also stupid.

how so?

Father Qiao couldn't bear to see this scene, so he stepped forward and patted Uncle Qiao on the shoulder: "Brother, if you want to be more open-minded, I'll call someone to help you build it again. As the saying goes, if you don't remove the old, you won't be able to build the new again.

Come."

Others also said a few words of comfort.

But because Uncle Qiao usually has a normal relationship with his neighbors, he only talks politely.

Uncle Qiao nodded and said nothing more.

Father Qiao was just about to suggest entertaining the people who helped put out the fire today. The villagers' clothes were soaked with sweat from fighting the fire on a hot day.

But at this time, Uncle Qiao began to ask about the cause of the fire, and his attitude was very fierce.

"It's so good, how come there's such a big fire? What's going on?"

Could it be that someone set a fire!

The first thing Uncle Qiao did was not to thank the people who helped him, but to be suspicious of others. He didn't look very good-looking.

But because Uncle Qiao was Qiao's father's eldest brother, for the sake of the village chief, they didn't say anything.

Mother Qiao couldn't bear it anymore.

When she came back, she first called for people to put out the fire, and then she heard about what happened today. She was so angry that she had nowhere to vent.

"Brother, you'd better ask your good girl how the fire started!"

Uncle Qiao frowned and turned to Qiao Zhu.

Qiao Zhu was scolded severely by her mother just now, and her face was filled with tears and runny nose.

I originally planned to wait until Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao came to complain, but I didn’t expect that Mother Qiao actually complained first.

Uncle Qiao was so angry that she didn't dare to say anything.

"Why, I don't dare to tell your dad that you don't cook well at home, but you run out to interfere in other things and bully my daughter in the middle of the meal. As a result, your house is on fire! Okay, you don't dare to say, I will do it for you

explain!"

Mother Qiao pinched her waist and sternly recounted what happened at that time.

Some of the people who came to put out the fire didn't know what was going on. Mother Qiao explained it in detail but without being verbose. Everyone understood what was going on.

After finishing speaking, Qiao's mother walked over and slapped Qiao Zhu: "You bastard, you are very capable, your hands are very long, you dare to interfere with my housework!"

"Ah!" Qiao Zhu was beaten so hard that she covered her face.

After the beating, Mother Qiao turned to Aunt Qiao and Uncle Qiao: "Brother and sister-in-law, what I just said was seen by people in the village with their own eyes. She was definitely not wronged. I taught her a lesson for bullying my daughter. Next, no matter what

If you cook well and burn down the house, you should teach yourself a lesson!"

Normally, Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao would not watch Qiao Zhu being beaten like this.

But the mistake Qiao Zhu made today was really too serious.

Qiao Xi and Sun Hailan were having a conflict. What could she do if she ran over to intervene?

Do you have what it takes to stand up for Sun Hailan?

Seeing the anger gathering on Uncle Qiao's face, Aunt Qiao burst into tears. She rushed over and slapped Qiao Zhu: "You disobedient, I told you last time, you and Xixi are sisters, why are you

I just can’t listen!”

Uncle Qiao went to get a cane: "You were lazy and slippery when working in the fields. We asked you to cook at home. This is how you cook! I must teach you a lesson today!"

"Dad, I was wrong! I was really wrong!" Qiao Zhu shouted heartbreakingly when she saw the cane.

Father Qiao sighed and turned to the villagers: "We have had a hard time today. Let's go. I cut the watermelon at home. Let's go eat and drink!"

The villagers also understood what Father Qiao meant, and stopped watching Uncle Qiao's jokes and followed Father Qiao to Qiao's house.



After learning that Qiao Zhu's house was on fire, Sun Hailan stayed at home.

She was very scared. After all, Qiao Zhu came out of the house to speak to her.

What if the time comes and she is also responsible for the fire?

She can't be responsible!

I was worried and thinking about how to make up an excuse to deal with this matter, when suddenly a large group of people came into the yard.

Damn, what are these all for?

Could it be that Mother Qiao asked someone to beat her?


Chapter completed!
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