Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11670

The commotion in the second room was quite loud, and even if Yang Ruoqing wanted to help conceal it, she couldn't.

Just as Wangsheng and Yang Ruoqing left, Yang Huazhong and Sun heard the news and rushed over.

"Eighth sister, what's going on? Your third uncle and I went to the pasture earlier, and when we came back we just happened to see Wangsheng leaving your house."

Sun came up and grabbed Cao Bamei's hand and asked anxiously. Suddenly, Sun realized something. She raised her palm and found it was sticky. She put it under her nose and sniffed it, and it had a faint smell of blood.

"This..." Sun was shocked because she found blood on Cao Bamei's clothes.

Cao Bamei came to her senses and hurriedly said to Sun: "Third Aunt, don't mention it. I am not a human being. I did something worse than an animal this afternoon!"

"What's the matter?" asked Sun.

"I, I almost twisted off my eldest grandson Yongxiao's ears! I, I am not a human being!" Cao Bamei said, raising her hand and slapping herself again!

"Ah? My ear was almost pulled off? Oh my God!" Sun was so scared that her face turned pale.

Yang Huazhong, who was standing behind her, had not spoken for a long time. When he heard their conversation, he couldn't hold back his anger, "Where is Yong Xiaoren? Where is he now?"

Cao Bamei shrank her shoulders, not daring to look at Yang Huazhong's darkened face. She turned aside to make way for him and pointed at Yongxiao's room: "Just coaxed him to sleep..."

Yang Huazhong rushed to Yongxiao's room. Sun didn't bother to ask any more questions and followed him.

At this moment, the sun had already sunk below the western hillside. The light in Yongxiao's small house was dim. Because there were no windows, the house was damp, stuffy, and filled with the lingering smell of blood.

In front of the small bed, the linen curtain was dropped. Yang Huazhong walked lightly to the bedside and gently lifted a corner of the curtain.

I saw a small figure curled up on a small bed covered with a mat.

Yongxiao was sleeping on his side, with the half of his head exposed, wrapped in several rounds of white gauze. The gauze wrapped the child's entire ear tightly. Although Yang Huazhong could not see the extent of the injury to his ear under the gauze.

But from the traces of blood seeping through the gauze, he could still guess that Cao Bamei had really been cruel to the child before!
Yang Huazhong's face became even uglier, his thick eyebrows were twisted together, and anger was surging in his eyes.

At this moment, Sun also came over and saw Yongxiao on the bed.

Sun gasped in shock and covered her mouth, "Oh my God, has Eighth Sister lost her mind? Why is she like this? Oh my God, she's bleeding a lot, it hurts so much..."

"It looks like she's really asleep. Let's go out and talk so as not to wake the child." Yang Huazhong said in a low voice, put down the tent, and pulled Sun out of the room.

Cao Bamei stood at the door and didn't dare to come in.

After Yang Huazhong and Sun left the room, Yang Huazhong stared at Cao Bamei with cold eyes, "If something happens to Yongxiao, what will happen to Yongjin? What about Xiuxiu? When you twisted his ears, did you think about this?"

Cao Bamei's eyes had already turned red from crying, as if they had been soaked in alcohol. When she heard Yang Huazhong's questioning, tears rolled down her originally dry eye sockets again.

"Uncle San, I'm not a human, I'm a beast."

"I was so angry at the time, and when I saw Yongxiao's face that looked more and more like Li Wei, I felt like Li Wei was standing in front of me, and I accidentally twisted his face." "By the time I reacted, the child's ears were already... Woo woo woo, I'm not a human." Cao Bamei raised her hand to hurt herself again, but this time she was not slapping herself in the face. Her face was already red and swollen, and the pain was numb.

So this time the method of self-harm she chose was to grab her hair and pull it down hard. Suddenly, a pile of her hair fell to the ground.

Sun quickly came over and grabbed Cao Bamei's hand to stop her from continuing to hurt herself.

"Eighth sister, you didn't mean it. We all know that you are possessed by a ghost." Sun pulled Cao Eighth sister's hand and persuaded her: "We all saw how you treated Yongxiao. Your third uncle also knows it."

"Yongxiao is your lifeblood. You are so old and you are reluctant to cut his fingernails. How can you bear to beat and scold a child like this?"

"What happened today was an accident. I can't blame you entirely. If you want to blame someone, blame Li Wei..."

Sun's persuasion made Cao Bamei feel a little better. She choked up and said, "Qing'er has already advised me before. I won't do stupid things again..."

"That's right, Li Wei is Li Wei, Yong Xiao is Yong Xiao, but Yong Xiao is our Yang family's child, he has nothing to do with Li Wei!"

As Sun spoke, she winked at Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong understood Sun's intention. In this matter, Cao Bamei was definitely responsible. After all, it was Cao Bamei who directly caused the harm to Yongxiao.

However, a large part of the responsibility lies with Li Wei...

"Alright, alright, make amends for what you did. Take good care of Yongxiao from now on and stop causing chaos!" Yang Huazhong waved his hand and said to Sun: "Let's go home and don't disturb Yongxiao's sleep."

Sun nodded, looking back every few steps. Poor kid, he’s in so much pain, it will probably take him a while to fall asleep. Let him have a good sleep!
After leaving the courtyard of the second room, Yang Huazhong did not go home immediately, but brought Sun to the Luo family.

As soon as I entered the door, I ran into the Luo family having dinner in the yard. The table was set up in the yard. There were light but nutritious dishes on the table, and a large bowl of ice watermelon, which was very suitable for such a summer dinner.

"Dad, Mom, you came at the right time. Let's eat together. We'll have watermelon porridge tonight." Yang Ruoqing was holding a spoon in her hand. She looked up and greeted the people who came.

Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian both stood up, and Blacksmith Luo pulled Yang Huazhong to take a seat.

Wang Cuilian was preparing to get bowls and chopsticks for Sun.

Sun felt embarrassed to come up and eat at someone else's place, so she politely declined.

Yang Huazhong said, "Forget it. This isn't someone else's house. Let's eat here. You don't have to go back and light a fire and get all hot."

"Mom, look, my dad has already asked me to give you something. Don't refuse." Yang Ruoqing said after taking another sip of watermelon porridge.

Even when it comes to their own daughter's home, the two of them are very reserved. In this respect, they are really not the same type as Uncle and Aunt.

If any of the three cousins ​​were married in the village, or in the next alley, the fourth uncle and aunt, especially the fourth aunt, might go to their daughter's house for two and a half meals out of the three meals a day to "make do".

In this way, Yang Huazhong and Sun stayed at Luo's house and had dinner together.

Having dinner was not Yang Huazhong's real purpose. Discussing with Yang Ruoqing what happened in the afternoon with the second roommate at the dinner table was Yang Huazhong's real intention of staying for dinner.