Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1641 Mighty and Domineering (four more)
Everyone looked in the direction that Lao Yangtou's finger was pointing, and they were all dumbfounded.

I saw Yang Hualin lying on the side of the chicken coop with his buttocks pouted, his head and the front half of his body inserted into the narrow door of the chicken coop.

With one hand, the bamboo of the chicken coop was firmly broken, and the body shook violently.

These are Bao Suyun's chickens, a crowing rooster and several laying hens.

It was night, and the chicken king was sleeping in the coop with his three wives and four concubines.

Suddenly, a bearded face came in, which frightened the chicken king's beautiful relatives.

The hens clucked and ran around in a panic in the coop.

This annoyed the big rooster. It flapped its wings, erected its comb, and stared at its round corns.

"Cuckoo!"

"Cuckoo!"

The pointed and long hook-like mouth pecked at Yang Hualin's head and face fiercely.

In the chicken coop where it was rumored that he was giggling before, it was suddenly replaced by Yang Hualin's ghost crying and wolf howling.

He pouted his buttocks, slapped the chicken coop with both hands, and twisted his body to pull his head out.

However, it is easy to get in and difficult to get out, and it is stuck there.

Chickens are still flying in the chicken coop.

That big rooster, obviously on its own territory, was mighty and domineering.

He looked like he wouldn't stop until he pecked Yang Hualin to death.

Here, Lao Yang came back to his senses, the old man slapped his thigh suddenly, and hurriedly ran to the chicken coop.

"Hurry up, hurry up, come and help me!"

After a while of panic, with the concerted efforts of everyone, Yang Hualin was finally rescued from the chicken coop.

His head was covered with chicken feathers, chicken dung, and his face was bloody from being pecked.

"Second brother, why did you do this?" Lao Yang had a headache, his fingers clenched into fists, and he beat Yang Hualin's shoulder.

He couldn't bear to use more strength, and in the end, he hugged Yang Hualin and cried.

After the other people around helped pull it out, they didn't dare to go forward again.

Why?

Yang Hualin's body really smelled like a wife, it was indescribably smelly.

I smell it from afar, let alone supper, I have to spit out both lunch and breakfast.

"Brother, what are you going to do next?" On the side, Lao Jiangtou covered his nose and asked Lao Yangtou.

"Your second child, I'm afraid he is in a daze? Should I ask the witch to ask for rice, or ask the doctor to prescribe medicine?" Old Jiangtou asked again.

Old Yangtou was holding Yang Hualin in his arms, crying so much.

Hearing Lao Jiangtou's question, Lao Yangtou shook his head blankly.

"I don't know what to do? God, why is my second child like this?"

"God, why do you have trouble with our old Yang's family? Can't you live a peaceful life?"

"My eldest son is gone, pity me for a white-haired man to send a black-haired man,"

"You let my old bones die, don't torment my second son anymore, second child, wake up..."

Lao Yang was so strong all his life, he never shed half a tear in front of others.

Sitting on the cold ground tonight, holding Yang Hualin who giggled and cried for a while in his arms.

The old man is sadder than heartbroken.

On the side, other people followed suit and sighed.

Mrs. Tan also came over alone, although she couldn't see Yang Hualin's embarrassment at the moment.

But Mrs. Tan is not stupid. After hearing so much, she understands what's going on.

The old lady also wiped away tears.

"God, this is going to kill our old Yang family, what should we do..."

The little old Yangtou and Wang Hongquan who heard the wind soon rushed over, and they were all startled when they saw the scene in front of them.

"Brother, it's really not going to work, I have to call the third child and the others to come back and preside over the overall situation!" Little Old Yang said with his head.

Old Yang shook his head: "No way, the third child and the others are busy looking for Chen'er right now, so let's just go and help. Why can't we hold them back?"

Little old Yang felt the same way.

But seeing his crazy nephew and former son-in-law, the little old Yang was also in trouble.

"Invite the old village doctor over tonight and show it to the second child. If you can't turn around, let's send it to Yihechun in the town."

"Here at home, sister-in-law, tomorrow you take some time to ask a few daughter-in-laws to accompany you to the sorceress in the next village."

"Our doctor has to see it, and the gods and Buddhas have to believe it, so make two plans!"

In the end, little old Yangtou temporarily became the backbone of old Yangtou.

Everyone was in a hurry again, and finally put Yang Hualin in the basin and rinsed him, and then changed him into clean clothes.

Although washed and replaced, the stench is no longer as unbearable as before.

However, when Yang Hualin was forced to lie on the bed and wait for Uncle Fu to come to make a diagnosis, in the room, only the old Yangtou and the little old Yangtou stayed by the bed to watch over him.

The others stood at the door of the house very tactfully, even so, they couldn't help spitting and retching.

Finally, I hoped for Uncle Fu.

Uncle Fu entered the room and came to the bedside, firstly he was disgusted by the smell.

"What's the situation?" He asked Old Yang Touna.

Old Yangtou told Uncle Fu all about the previous incident.

Uncle Fu's face was gloomy, he came to the bedside, and asked Yang Hualin about it.

Ask, of course, ask Old Yang, because Yang Hualin himself lay there with dull eyes, staring at the roof, grinning silly for a while.

A laugh trickled down the corner of his mouth.

After a while, he stared again, as if he was arguing with someone.

For a while, neither staring nor smiling, murmured and danced there, as if holding a conference.

He nodded while talking, but it's a pity that the language that came out of his mouth was a string of garbled characters, and Lao Yangtou and the others couldn't understand half a word!
Uncle Fu finally withdrew his hand, stood by the bed, frowned and looked at Yang Hualin carefully.

On the side, Lao Yang looked at Uncle Fu's solemn expression, and his heart sank for the most part.

"How is it? My second child, is there still a cure?" Old Yang couldn't help asking.

Uncle Fu glanced at Old Yang, "The second child is out of his mind, maybe it has something to do with the death of Mrs. Qian last time."

Old Yang was stunned for a moment, and said, "You mean, our second child was scared stupid by the matter of Qian?"

Fu Bo nodded: "It can't be separated."

Old Yang stopped chewing his head, and his face became extremely ugly.

He thought of himself, and remembered that when he was young, he worked in a restaurant outside, and for the first time he helped butcher chickens, pigs, and cattle...

Those red blood will be tossed in his mind for several days.

I didn't even think about eating, and I didn't dare to pick up the meat.

Seeing the delicious dog meat and beef served on the guests' table.

I can't help but think of the pleading eyes of the old scalper who has been farming all his life and is too old to work.

And those dogs...

Because the owner couldn't open the pot at home, he sold the dog who had been guarding the house for several years to a restaurant.

(End of this chapter)