Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5713 Strike
But Zhao's house is in chaos.

Zhao Dagou's mother-in-law was trembling on the ground like a goat, crying and slapping the ground, the clothes on her body were rolled up, revealing her white buttocks, she couldn't care less about being ashamed, and several women couldn't persuade her live.

As for Zhao Dagou, he was not much better, sitting in the corner with his head in his arms, scratching his scalp and bumping against the wall.

Weeping while bumping into each other, scolding myself.

Yang Huazhong looked at the half-burned warm barrel in the main room, and the pile of baked and sticky things in the warm barrel, his brows were beating fiercely, his feet were so weak that he almost fainted.

Yang Huaming and Yang Yongzhi also came and supported Yang Huazhong in time.

Yang Huaming cursed inwardly, Gou Ri's is so deliciously roasted, I don't want to eat meat for at least three months!

"Zhao Dagou, what's going on? Why are you parents?" Yang Huaming asked.

Zhao Dagou was so crying that he couldn't speak.

The woman was even on the verge of madness, saying "My son... my poor big hair..."

Don't expect her to respond.

Fortunately, there were villagers nearby who had already inquired about the situation from Zhao Dagou, and together with the villagers' own speculations, they had a complete set of reasons for Yang Huazhong:

"The couple didn't have any clothes to change at home. The wet clothes were piled up in the warm bucket to dry. The two of them went to work in the field and put Da Mao in the warm bucket. Da Mao didn't have much clothes to wear, so he tied a small pocket."

"They originally thought of warming up in a warm bucket and roasting the child with their clothes. They didn't know what happened, but the sparks jumped out, or the child mischievously poked the brazier with something in his hand. , the fire started to burn up, first it burned the baked clothes, and then the children, no, they were baked like this..."

Yang Huazhong shook his head when he heard it, his heart and liver were twitching.

Take all precautions, I didn't expect the disaster to happen here!

"Afraid that the child will be cold, why don't you put the child on the bed and quilt? How can you put it on the fire? You are so lacking in understanding! How can you be such a parent?" Yang Huazhong asked sharply.

The woman was still crying desperately, Zhao Dagou raised a teary and snotty face and cried: "Put it on the bed for fear that he will wet the bed, our house has only one quilt, and we have nowhere to sleep at night... ..."

The villagers next to him condemned Zhao Dagou and his wife: "This is how lazy people are. They are poor and have no clothes and bedding. They don't feel anything when the sun is shining. Now all the leaks have come out, and they have harmed the children. What a crime."

The big guys condemned Zhao Dagou and his wife in a hurry, and wiped a few tears of sympathy for the child.

As a village official, Yang Huazhong was in the same mood as the villagers, but tragedies happened, even if Zhao Dagou and his wife were tied up and thrown into the pond to feed the bastards, it would not help.

The most urgent thing is to deal with this mess first.

So, he forced himself to find a few relatives of Zhao Dagou's family, and asked the female relatives to find a way to take the child's mother to another house, and the rest of the people cleaned up the scene and got the 'things' out of the warm bucket. It's better to restrain yourself, and then find a suitable place for burial.

This incident had such an impact that even the older generation had never experienced it, and it spread to ten miles and eight villages in less than a day, but everyone who heard it thought it was shocking.

(End of this chapter)