Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2741 Testify for me (two more)
"Brother Xiaotang, you should connect the black mule's arm!" Lao Mo said.

Yang Ruoqing shrugged, "I'm not a doctor. At that time, I was too angry and I used too much force. I don't care..."

The old wears black lines all over his head.

The begging eyes turned to Tuoba Ling again.

Tuoba Ling glanced coldly at the black mule over there: "I can help you put your arm back, but I want you to promise me one thing."

At this moment, the black mule was convulsed with pain, let alone a single thing, he dared not refuse a hundred things.

The black mule nodded repeatedly.

Tuoba Ling said: "I'll take your arm back for you, but this little baby girl, you can't throw it away, you must raise it!"

"If you really don't want to raise her, wait until I leave Sishan'ao in a few days. If you can convince your wife to agree, I'm willing to take this child away and find a good person to raise her!"

"You, can you do it?" He asked word by word.

The majesty on her face made Yang Ruoqing suddenly feel the majesty and arrogance of a soldier.

He's definitely not kidding the black mule, he's serious.

Looking at the black mule again, he nodded quickly without thinking about it.

"Cheng Chengcheng, as long as you connect my arm, I will promise you anything!" the black mule panted.

Tuoba Ling glanced at Lao Mo and Ge Dadan again, "You all testify for me."

Lao Mo and Ge Dadan both nodded.

Tuoba Ling rolled up his sleeves and came to the black mule.

He raised one of the black mule's arms, and then pinched the black mule's arm a few times with his fingers.

Before the black mule had time to bark, Tuoba Ling raised his palm abruptly.

"Crack!"

"what!"

After a cry of pain and a crisp sound, the black mule's arm had already returned to its place.

"Try shaking it a few times." Tuoba Ling said.

Enduring the pain, the black mule shook his arm slightly.

Then he cried out in surprise, "Ha, haha, my arm is healed again..."

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After returning to Lao Mo's house, Yang Ruoqing originally planned to use the wine left on the table to treat Da Mo's wound.

Unexpectedly, the wine jar was empty.

"What? There's no wine in the wine jar?" Lao Mo asked as he passed by the table.

Yang Ruoqing directly handed over the empty wine jar to Lao Mo and asked him to look at it himself.

Lao Mo glanced at the empty wine jar, a trace of doubt floated in his eyes.

"When we left, I remembered that there was still a couple of ounces of wine in here, why did it bottom out after going out for a while?" He said to himself.

Yang Ruoqing ignored Lao Mo, turned around, and said to Da Mo, "There's no wine, I'll go to the kitchen and get some salt water to treat your wound."

Da Mo nodded, and raised his hand to cover his cheeks, which were a little swollen.

After Yang Ruoqing helped Da Mo treat the wound, she twisted a cold water handkerchief and handed it to Da Mo, letting him cover his swollen cheek.

"Xiaotang, you should also sit down and rest for a while, you are too busy to touch the ground." Da Mo said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded and sat down at the table.

"Brother Damo, I really don't understand why the black mule doesn't want to see my daughter so much?" She asked very puzzled.

This question has been haunting her mind tonight.

The concept of patriarchy is common in this era.

The same goes for the people in Changping Village, the Tan family is a typical example.

It's just that no matter how patriarchal you are, you won't drown or drop your newborn daughter to death!

This is so cruel!
"Don't say it's my daughter, even if it's really a kitten or puppy, I can't bear it!" She continued.

Hearing her words, Da Mo sighed, and said, "This is not about Hei Mule alone, but about the whole Sishan'ao Village."

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, motioning for Damo to continue.

Da Mo said: "In our village, our ancestors have felt this way for generations. Everyone said that girls are unlucky, they are broom stars. If a girl is born in a family, it means that it will bring bad luck to the family!"

"I haven't seen with my own eyes how they dealt with it in the past. As far as I can remember, I have heard several cases of people in our village throwing their newborn baby girls down the cliff."

Having said that, Da Mo glanced at Lao Mo's house.

Lao Mo just went back to the house with an empty wine jar, but he didn't come out now.

Da Mo lowered his voice and said, "Don't talk about the distance, let's talk about my home."

"My brother is 35-25, and I am [-]-[-]. He is ten years older than me."

"I heard that between me and my brother, there are three older sisters."

"My mother gave birth to three older sisters in one go, and they were dealt with by my father before they lived for three days." Da Mo said.

"Ah?" Yang Ruoqing frowned.

"No wonder your village is known as a village of bachelors. Ninety percent of the men in a village cannot marry a wife,"

"Girls from other villages are beaten to death and don't want to marry here. This village doesn't even have girls who change relatives. It turns out that it's because people in your village treat little girls so badly and cruelly."

"My God, it's like not sowing seeds in spring, but how dare you expect to harvest millet in autumn? I'm drunk too!" Yang Ruoqing shook her head again.

The people in this village are patriarchal to the point of perversion.

Da Mo went on to say, "Actually, you can't blame the villagers for these things."

"If there is something in your village that has been passed down from generation to generation, as children and grandchildren, I'm afraid they will only obey it, so let's do it!" He said again.

Yang Ruoqing said, "No."

"Rules are dead, but people are alive. Moreover, the so-called rules, traditional customs, etc. are all set by people."

"People can decide, so they can change naturally." She said.

Da Mo looked at Yang Ruoqing in surprise and opened his mouth wide.

It was the first time he had heard this kind of remark when he grew up so old, it was so novel.

"You think you can change it when you say it? If it's as simple as touching the upper lip with the lower lip, we won't need to be single in our village."

It was Lao Mo who said this.

He came out of the room with a bluffing face.

Lao Mo came to the table and sat down too.

"It's not a rule set by anyone or anything, it's because our village was cursed by pig mother spirits," he said.

"What?" Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

Lao Mo pulled out the pipe of the dry tobacco, and took a few puffs into his mouth.

Then he exhaled a puff of smoke ring and said, "I told you, it's fine."

"A long time ago, our village also favored boys over girls, but we don't panic girls as much as we do now."

"At that time, there were also some families who raised daughters, otherwise our village wouldn't have so many people in this generation."

"I can't remember which year it was. Someone in the village raised an old sow, the kind that was specially used to give birth to piglets."

"When raising boars, the boars have to be castrated when they are raised to a certain point. Everyone thinks castration is troublesome. If they are not castrated well, the boars will die."

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