"Brother, sister-in-law." Zhan Laosan, who was sitting on the bullock cart, saw the elder couple and jumped out regardless of the fact that the bullock cart had not stopped. "Brother, help me carry the buckets. I happened to buy two of them today."
Bastard, this is a great supplement."
"Shut up, the whole village has heard your shouting!" Old man Zhan glared at his quick-tongued son angrily.
These two bastard old men planned to burn them privately to replenish the whole family. They would not even be enough for the villagers to eat a chopstick at the banquet.
Boss Zhan and Mrs. Li were now completely relieved. Dad was in the mood to buy groceries and prepare a banquet. It seemed that the matter was really resolved.
Hearing the voices in the yard, Ma walked out of the kitchen and looked at the people moving things from the bullock cart awkwardly. The eldest brother and the others didn't know that Xiaoyu had been beaten by his mother.
As soon as Zhan Laosan turned around, he saw his daughter-in-law who was like a wooden pile. He couldn't help but cursed angrily, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Help me!"
"Dad, you're back." Ma replied, grabbing Zhan Laosan's arm and dragging him aside. He glanced at the first couple with a guilty look, and lowered his voice and said, "Mom, I beat Xiaoyu!
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"Did you hit the small fish?" Zhan Laosan was stunned for a long time, and then he shouted, "Why did you hit the small fish? Are you mistaken? It was Sanlang that you hit, right?"
As for Sanlang's tendency to stay away from Fangjiewa for three days, Zhan Laosan would occasionally slap him a few times.
"If my Sanlang is disobedient, he will not invite bad guys to come and smash him up. He will not be so bold as to give away ten taels of silver. He dares to take charge of the family's money. Are you going to die as the elder of the Zhan family?" Standing at the door of the main room.
Little Yao's face was gloomy.
The third child usually favors Xiaoyu and is not so kind to Niuniu. Those who don't know better think that Xiaoyu is the third child's daughter! Little Yao's thoughts are disgusting and vicious, but he doesn't dare to say them out.
Upon hearing Xiao Yao's words, Zhan Lao Er smashed the bamboo basket in his hand on the ground and scolded him coldly, "What are you talking about? If Xiaoyu does something wrong, your parents will teach you. If you don't know how to speak, just go in and do something!"
When old man Zhan heard the elder's words about death, he became cold. Elderly people are most taboo about death, but it is not easy for a father-in-law to scold his daughter-in-law. When he heard the second son Zhan scolded little Yao, old man Zhan
He nodded with satisfaction, the second child was really the safest.
On the way back from the county town, old man Zhan talked about the matter. After listening to second brother Zhan's analysis, old man Zhan also felt that Zhan Feiyu should be taken care of. She dared to make decisions without permission for ten taels of silver. She was only seven years old.
In a few years, things will be different!
"I'm going to see Xiaoyu." Mrs. Li left her words and walked to the east chamber.
Boss Zhan didn't care about moving things anymore and hurriedly followed her. He pampered his daughter like jewels, and Xiaoyu had never been beaten since she was a child.
"Brother, let me take a look at Xiaoyu too!" Zhan Laosan was also worried about his niece.
Pushing open the bedroom door, the strong smell of ointment hit his face. Zhan Feiyu was lying on the bed, fast asleep, and had applied ointment. The quilt only covered his waist, and a bruise on his exposed back was swollen and frightening.
The scar was two fingers wide, and the severe part looked like the skin was about to break. Against the white skin, it was shockingly red and purple.
"Xiaoyu!" Ms. Li choked and shouted, tears streaming down her face. She didn't expect that Zhan Feiyu would be injured so seriously. He was going to beat someone to death!
Boss Zhan suddenly clenched his fists and stared blankly at the bruises that were bruised, purple, red and swollen.
"Is Mom crazy? How could she do this!" Zhan Laosan, who came in the last step, shouted, rushed to the bed and looked at Zhan Feiyu, who was sleeping soundly, distressedly.
Zhan Laosan was beaten in the morning and had purple bruises on his face and body, but he was a rough old man and Xiaoyu was a seven-year-old girl.
The silence in the bedroom made people feel panicked. Ma took a glance and whispered: "I also got a stick on my leg. My mother really wanted to beat Xiaoyu to death. If I hadn't stopped him, Xiaoyu would probably have died."
Already."
After Ma finished speaking, she straightened her back and expressed her merit. Today, she saved Xiaoyu's life. It would be better if my elder brother and sister-in-law were grateful and gave me some money as a thank you gift.
"Mom?" Zhan Feiyu opened his eyes after being woken up and shouted in confusion.
After being carefully hugged by Mrs. Li, Zhan Feiyu suddenly burst into tears, "Mom, I hurt so much. The bones in my back hurt, my thighs also hurt, mom..."
"Don't cry, don't cry, little fish, mother is here!" Mrs. Li hugged her daughter tightly in her arms distressedly, tears streaming down her face, and the sound of pain pierced her heart like a knife.
Zhan Feiyu was crying so hard that he was out of breath. He seemed to be sobbing so hard that he almost passed away. He looked at Boss Zhan with tears in his eyes and said, "Dad."
"Dad is here, Xiaoyu, don't cry!" Boss Zhan still had a straight face, but this honest man's eyes were red. He hugged Li and Zhan Feiyu and comforted him in a hoarse voice, "Dad is back.
Don’t be afraid, little fish.”
Zhan's family is used to Zhan's appearance as a fish-like brat, especially after she went to private school. Every day she came back and studied hard with an oil lamp on. She went to bed later than everyone else and got up earlier than others. She was so sensible that it made people feel bad.
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Seeing Zhan Feiyu cry hoarsely, Zhan Laosan and Ma Shi also felt panicked. Even if they did something wrong, how could Xiaoyu, a seven-year-old child, do such a cruel thing.
"I'm going to find my mother!" Zhan Laosan suddenly turned around and strode out of the bedroom.
In the yard, old man Zhan and second son Zhan both heard Zhan Feiyu's loud cries, but neither of them took it seriously. Which child in the family had not been beaten before.
But when he saw Zhan Lao San's furious look, Zhan Lao San's heart skipped a beat, "Lao San, what are you doing?"
"I want to ask my mother if she wants to kill Xiaoyu, otherwise how could she do it!" Zhan Laosan replied angrily, and continued walking towards the main room. The more he thought about it, the angrier he said: "Isn't it just Wu?
Two taels of silver, is the life of the little fish worth five taels of silver?"
On the way back, Mr. Zhan said that it was wrong for Zhan Feiyu to make his own decisions and give the money to the village official. Mr. Zhan was a good talker. After what he said, Mr. Zhan also had a straight face.
Zhan Laosan curled his lips in disdain. Xiaoyu got the ten taels of silver. What's wrong with holding a banquet to thank the villagers? Do you want the villagers to help fight for no reason? Get beaten?
The second brother just likes to calculate and care, and everything must be done according to his ideas. Let Zhan Laosan say that Xiaoyu did this in an open and open manner. He did not expect that Mrs. Zhan would beat Zhan Feiyu because of the money.
"I'm right here, what? Are you going to hit me with a stick to vent your niece's anger?" Old Mrs. Zhan walked into the yard with a sullen face and looked coldly at her aggressive young son.
A sharp look flashed in Mrs. Zhan's eyes. She didn't blame her younger son for being impulsive. She only resented Zhan Feiyu, a girl with tricks, for asking her brother-in-law to stand up for her.
"Mom, you almost beat Xiaoyu to death!" Zhan Laosan shouted dissatisfied. If this was beaten by an outsider, he would have fought with a kitchen knife, but it happened to be his own mother.
"It's really peaceful to die! The gangsters who caused trouble in the morning came to the door, and now they encourage you to come forward. They are going to destroy our old Zhan family!" A sharp scolding sounded, and Old Mrs. Zhan looked at Dong Dong with a sinister look.
Xiang said, "Why are you crying? No one has died in the family, so there is no need to cry in mourning!"