Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8819 Pick up a brick and hit your own foot

Mrs. Sun on the side hurriedly grabbed the rag on the table and came over to wipe the tea, and at the same time looked at Xiao Hei who was crying with tears and snot running down his nose in surprise: "What's the matter, Xiao Hei? Get up quickly and talk to your third uncle Then speak slowly."

But Xiao Hei couldn't get up, and still knelt down in front of Yang Huazhong, hugging Yang Huazhong's legs with both hands, crying out of breath, as pitiful as a homeless child.

"Xiao Hei, what's the matter with you? Manly man, stand up and speak!"

Yang Huazhong pushed the tea bowl to the middle of the table to put it away, and scolded Xiao Hei in a deep voice.

However, Xiao Hei was like a puddle of mud, completely limp at Yang Huazhong's feet.

Even if Yang Huazhong leaned down to help him, he couldn't get up. This body seemed to weigh a thousand catties, ten thousand catties!
"Xiao Hei, stand up by yourself, third uncle can't help you anymore." Yang Huazhong could only give up in the end, and smiled helplessly.

It seems that I am really old. When my nephew was young, his third uncle could hold his nephew's shoulders and lift his nephew directly above his head.

But now, I can't even pull it anymore, my nephew has grown up, and I am also old.

It just so happened that Yang Ruoqing also came over this evening.

"Father, when I cleared the table, I found a tobacco stick on the ground, which one is it? Huh? What is Xiao Hei doing? Wishing your third uncle New Year's greetings?"

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but be amused when she saw this lineup as soon as she came in.

Yang Huazhong smiled helplessly: "I don't know what's going on. I saw him like this when I first came here. Come and help to lift him up. The ground is cold and cold."

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, but said with a smile: "Oh, he is very polite, if you think he didn't give you New Year's greetings on the first day of the first lunar month, you can give him a blessing!"

Yang Huazhong had no choice but to smile wryly, both father and daughter deliberately ignored Xiao Hei, Yang Huazhong took the pipe from Yang Ruoqing and recognized it at a glance.

"This is your Uncle He's pipe." He said.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned, "No wonder I find this pole unfamiliar!"

Whether it belongs to Yang Huazhong, Old Yang Tou, Blacksmith Luo, or Old Sun Tou, Yang Ruoqing is familiar with them all.

why?
Because she bought them all!

Moreover, several of their dry tobacco poles were bought from the same store, of the same series.

"Let's put it here for now, your Uncle He should lie down, and you can see him when he gets up early tomorrow." Yang Huazhong said again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, and then her eyes fell on Xiao Hei again.

"What's the matter, Xiao Hei? Tell me about you, who slapped this face?" She asked curiously.

Xiao Hei twitched and said: "My mother, and my brother, they are a family, and they all treat me as an outsider."

"Woooooo, third uncle, aunt, sister, look, my face is swollen from their beatings, and I'm even getting nosebleeds from their beatings today!"

Xiao Hei pointed at his own face, trying to raise his head.

Mrs. Sun picked up the candle on the table and approached.

Yang Huazhong held Xiao Hei's chin in both hands, narrowed his eyes and looked carefully.

Yang Ruoqing also stood aside, looking at her.

The first feeling is that this kid is really strong, especially during the Chinese New Year, he has gained a lot of weight. Others have a double chin only when they bury their heads to remove the pile of flesh on their cheeks.

It's good for him, he has a double chin with his head up, his cheeks are so fat and thick, and the skin is full of fat, so he should be very resistant to beatings, right?

However, the kid's face was obviously swollen and red from the beating.

You can also vaguely see the clear five-finger red mark.

"Oh, this face is indeed red and swollen." Sun whispered.

Yang Huazhong was looking at Xiao Hei's nostrils.

"This nostril..." As soon as he opened his mouth, Yang Ruoqing interrupted him.

"This nose hair needs to be trimmed," she said.

The corner of Yang Huazhong's mouth twitched slightly.

Mrs. Sun looked at Yang Ruoqing, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, but Yang Ruoqing suppressed a smile and continued to look at Xiao Hei's nose.

There are really black dry things in the nose, some should be boogers, but some are not, it should be dried blood scabs.

It seems that I didn't lie, I was really hit with a nosebleed.

Yang Huazhong also remembered what Dabai said when he returned the carriage today...

"Hey, hasn't this injury been treated yet?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Xiao Hei shook his head aggrieved: "No, my mother slapped me again when we were eating dinner earlier."

"Why? What's the matter with your family now? Why is the whole family arresting and beating you?" Yang Huazhong was very puzzled by this.

Yang Ruoqing directly grabbed Xiao Hei's arm, pulled Xiao He up from the ground with a little force, and sat down on the stool next to him.

Seeing that Xiao Hei wanted to slip down from the stool and kneel down again, Yang Ruoqing raised her foot to cover his knee, and warned him: "Sit down before talking, if you dare to kneel down again, I will slap you too!" !"

Xiao Hei was afraid of Yang Ruoqing, so he could only sit there stiffly, with his back arched.

"Well, third uncle, third aunt, cousin, I came here specially to inform you!"

"My mother gave the pink pearl necklace and a gold bracelet that Gapo gave her to that bitch Hongmei!"

"I didn't get anything, and I was kicked out of the house. I'm going to drink the northwest wind..."

……

After a while.

Yang Huazhong returned to the main room with tired steps.

Yang Ruoqing waited with Mrs. Sun in the main room, Da'an and Xiao'an also came.

"Father, how is it? Is Xiao Hei settled down?" Sun asked.

Everyone acted as a listener before, and after Yang Huazhong asked Xiao Hei for his own opinion, he sent him to Old Yangtou's house, and asked him to stay in his Gagong's house to sleep for the time being.

Yang Huazhong communicated with old Yang Touna, so that the old man could help enlighten Xiao Hei at night.

Hearing Mrs. Sun's question, Yang Huazhong said: "It's settled, he was already asleep when I came over."

"Asleep?" Sun was taken aback, not knowing whether to laugh or sigh.

This kid is really heartless. Everyone was frightened by crying and crying before, but he was able to fall asleep just by turning around. The quality of sleep is really good.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It should be fine after a night's sleep. If there is still something wrong, then give him a good meal."

Everyone else agreed, because in everyone's opinion, isn't Xiao Hei just pursuing that?
Simple and brutal.

However, Yang Huazhong didn't have the mood to joke, his face was full of solemnity.

"This time the situation is different from usual, Xiao Hei has his own ideas," he said.

"As for the two brothers, if Meier can't handle it well, I'm worried that their brothers will turn against each other, and Meier will be very embarrassed when she gets old in the future."

The word embarrassment, Yang Huazhong said very implicitly.

But everyone in the room knew that this embarrassment meant that the two brothers' support for Yang Huamei in the future might become a pushover.

You push me, I push you.

It was Yang Huamei who suffered.

If the relationship between the two brothers is not bad, even if there is internal discord, if the superficial harmony can be maintained, there will be an open discussion on the matter of supporting the old lady.

"Mei'er, I'm really partial this time, I don't blame Xiao Hei, but she will shoot herself in the foot with a brick in the future!"

(End of this chapter)