Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 6943 Madness
No matter how Yang Huaming tried to shake him off, Yang Huaming had no choice but to carry Mrs. Liu out of the main room of the old Wang's house and into the yard outside.

It was only then that Mrs. Liu got off Yang Huaming's back, held Yang Huaming's arm tightly, jumped and cried, talking about her previous panic.

Yang Huaming himself was actually frightened. For the first time, he hugged Liu Shi and patted her on the back: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

The villagers who were watching outside the yard also learned of this shocking inside story because of Mrs. Liu's commotion, and they were in an uproar for a while.

The timid screamed and backed away, even turning his head and running in the direction of his home, as if he was about to be overtaken by the evil spirit if he ran too slowly.

The daring ones had the guts to go to the main room of the old Wang's house, wanting to see with their own eyes whether the neck of the next Wang Shuanzi was really bitten off by a wild beast.

And the room in the old Wang's house was also in chaos at this time.

Although Wang Shuanzi's head was quickly picked up by Yang Ruoqing and wrapped in a handkerchief, everyone who should have seen it had seen it.

Yang Huamei rushed towards Yang Ruoqing like crazy, "Shuanzi! Shuanzi!"

Yang Ruoqing was so frightened that she had to give her the things in her hand. The moment Yang Huamei lifted the veil and hugged Wang Shuanzi's head in her arms, the noisy hall fell silent.

All eyes were on Yang Huamei, and everyone's hearts were tugged together, especially Tan Shi. She couldn't care less about being afraid, so she wanted to come over and hold Yang Huamei, but she was held back by Yang Huazhong herself.

At this time, no one should go there, and don't disturb Yang Huamei.

Everyone looked at Yang Huamei with trepidation, but Yang Huamei looked at Wang Shuanzi bewilderedly.

She still didn't cry, she just sat on the ground and held that head tightly in her arms.

She gently touched his face, and when her fingers slid across the half of his face, her fingers trembled violently.

She was still talking softly to him:
"Shuanzi, I have been at my mother's house for the past two days, but I have a lot of things I want to tell you, but I haven't been able to see you."

"Actually, when I told you to make peace that day, I deliberately frightened you. How could I be willing to really separate from you?"

"You have such a good temper, you can do whatever I say, and you are kind to everyone. Except for my mother, you are the most tolerant of me in this world. Why am I willing to part with you for being such a nice person?"

Tears dripped down on Wang Shuanzi's cold and stiff face, bloody and bloody, adding to the terror.

Tan was too frightened to go forward, standing there trembling in her calves.

Even Xiao Hei cried into tears.

Yang Huamei leaned over, kissed Wang Shuanzi lightly on the face, then buried her head and pressed her forehead against his, and hugged her tightly.

"Shuanzi, you said that children and grandchildren are unreliable, and we need to support each other in the future."

"You don't mean anything, you just left, you didn't even say hello to me, what do you want me to do when you leave me alone?"

"You enemy, what do you want me to do? What to do..."

When the last sentence was finished, her shoulders trembled from slow to anxious, and finally she raised her head and wailed loudly, crying and laughing a few times, making everyone in and outside the courtyard feel terrified and full of life. cold.

Yang Huamei finally fainted.

"It doesn't matter if she faints, she won't be able to survive if she continues to toss like this."

Mrs. Tan wiped away her old tears and went into the house to accompany Yang Huamei.

On the other hand, Yang Huazhong and the others hurriedly cleaned up Wang Shuanzi again, and put the coffin in the coffin as soon as possible before Yang Huamei woke up.

The coffin used belonged to Wang Hongquan. Wang Hongquan is 59 this year and has not yet turned 60.

But his coffin had been laid together many years ago when Shuan Ziniang died suddenly.

At this moment, most of Wang Hongquan’s life was gone. He touched his coffin and said to sisters Wang Cuihua and Wang Chunhua with tears streaming down his face: “When the coffin was finished, the painter master hinted to me that the coffin could not be done well. It’s not that I slept, I thought he was drinking too much nonsense at the time, but now it seems that it has come true, woo woo woo, my embolus, dad’s good son is gone, gone... From now on, who will give I will die in old age?"

Wang Cuihua burst into tears.

Her good brother is gone, how will her natal family go in the future?
Wang Chunhua, who had cut off contact with her natal family, was also in tears at this time.

Back then, my parents were busy doing farm work, and my eldest sister had to do housework and take care of chickens, ducks and pigs.

She, the second child, took care of her sick and weak brother. Even when she went out to hunt pigweed, she tied her brother to her back. Sometimes when she came back late, her brother fell asleep on her back during the bumpy ride.

In fact, the relationship between myself and my younger brother is the deepest and deepest.

"Your younger brother is gone, and Dabai is in prison again. There is no hope for Xiaohei's behavior."

"In the future, who will take care of my retirement?"

Wang Hongquan dragged out his sobs, and his tearful eyes rolled around the two girls in front of him.

The daughter-in-law Wang Cuihua was immersed in the grief of losing her younger brother and couldn't extricate herself. Seeing her father so pitiful, she felt even more sad from it, and couldn't help but took Wang Hongquan's arm and said, "Father, don't worry, as long as I and Chunhua Have a bite to eat..."

How about a bite to eat?

Wang Hongquan was short of breath, just waiting for the eldest daughter's next words.

"Sister, let's talk about the future in the future. Right now, our sisters will work together to help my mother's family get through this difficult time!"

Wang Chunhua's sudden interruption made Wang Hongquan very unhappy.

"The white-haired man sent the black-haired man, I don't even know if there is a future, maybe I will die tomorrow, I went to find my embolus..."

"Father, don't say that, my mother is gone, my brother is gone, if you are gone, I will really have no mother's family, woo woo woo..." Wang Cuilian cried again.

Although Wang Chunhua frowned and shed tears, she was very dissatisfied with Wang Hongquan's words and deeds.

The younger brother was still lying on the door in pieces, and he was planning to let his two daughters die in retirement.

If it is really like what he said, when a white-haired person sends a black-haired person, you will lose all thoughts of living, and you will die if you want to die. If you are really sad, you will not think about tomorrow, because tomorrow is dark for you.

Wang Hongtao came to the east room to discuss the funeral with Wang Hongquan. Wang Hongquan waved his hands vigorously:
"Don't ask me about those things, just ask Meier, she is in charge of this house, and all the money is in her hands, I don't care about anything..."

Wang Hongtao said: "Meier was so distraught that she passed out. If you don't support her now, who will support her?"

Wang Hongquan stomped his feet and said, "I have no money on me, so what can I do to support it? Will I use half of my old life to support it?"

Wang Hongtao was stunned for a moment, "Brother, what's your attitude? The embolus is gone, you're still not alert, and you're still making trouble with Meier? Why bother!"

(End of this chapter)