Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8859
In this way, some people with good brains went to work on their own right away.

However, he is still a little blind and arrogant, unable to control his feet, thinking that going to see the excitement will not hinder anyone, and it is really boring and empty right now.

The field work has not yet started, and relatives and friends are almost paying New Year's greetings. The house is boring, and they come out to have fun, so some people still go to the ancestral hall.

At the entrance of the ancestral hall, Yang Huamei took out the key, tremblingly inserted it into the keyhole.

At the same time, Xiao Hei's name was still being called in his mouth, and the picture inside was imagining in his mind.

The picture she imagined was that Xiao Hei was kneeling in front of the innermost ancestral spirit card, confessing his mistakes to his ancestors there,
The whole person is very embarrassed and haggard, unkempt and unshaven, because he hasn't showered, washed his face and rinsed his mouth for five days, he must be as embarrassed as a beggar on the side of the road.

When he heard her voice, he would definitely turn his head in surprise, then rush over, kneel down to her, kowtow, call mother, and say: Mother, my son has been thinking about it for the past few days, and he really knows his mistake .In the future, I must change my mind and be a good person!
And then, what should she say?
A few more reprimands?
No, no, no, I don't want to reprimand him anymore, because he has already fully realized his mistake.

Besides, she has been locked up in this ghost place for the past five days. If she has suffered enough, she will definitely touch his head and tell him: If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. You are still a good son of your mother. Go, go home with your mother!
Thinking of the next scene of loving mother and filial son, Yang Huamei's hand to open the door became excited.

Even knowing that there were still a few good-looking villagers following behind, Yang Huamei didn't even bother to drive them away.

It doesn't matter if a few people come, it's also a good thing to have a few more spectators at such a beautiful scene, and then use their mouths to spread the news of Xiao Hei's improvement.

At least, it is more believable than her own words going around.

Say it yourself, others will say that she is putting gold on her own face.

Let these eyewitnesses tell, and no one will doubt it.

With such excitement, Yang Huamei finally opened the door of the ancestral hall and pushed it hard...

At the same time, he also brewed his emotions, and called out a voice full of affection with a trill at the end: "Xiao Hei, my son~"

As the gate of the ancestral hall creaked and was opened, a foul smell came in.

This made Yang Huamei feel that what she pushed open was not the gate of the ancestral hall, but the gate of the latrine.

The latrine smells bad because of the small space, but this ancestral hall is so big, and there is a patio in the middle, which can let the wind, sun, rain and dew fall in.

It stands to reason that this place is very airy, and it shouldn't be smelly, but this feeling, this feeling is like walking into a big latrine where a hundred people squat together!
"Oh my god, Yang Huamei, didn't your family bring a toilet? This is the ancestral hall, where the ancestors of different surnames are enshrined. Your son has defiled the ancestors like this!"

The audience who followed behind couldn't bear it either, pinching their noses and deforming their faces.

Yang Huamei glared at the speaker in embarrassment, and said: "Who said that my family didn't bring a toilet? Not only did my family bring two, one shits and the other pees. If you don't know, don't force it! "

Yang Huamei scolded those villagers who questioned her fiercely. After scolding, she quickly opened the door and rushed into the ancestral hall.

Although he was still shouting 'Xiao Hei' in his mouth, he could obviously feel a little anxious, and the previous full and complicated emotions receded.

No one paid her any attention.

There is no one kneeling on the ground under the innermost spirit tablet in the ancestral hall.

There was no one on the patio either.

Yang Huamei's line of sight is like a video camera, this time it is far away first and then near.

When the distance got closer, she saw a person wrapped in a pile of hay and quilts in the corner on the left side of the door.

"Little black?"

Yang Huamei called out to that side, and rushed over quickly.

She is very worried now, there is such a loud commotion here, why doesn't Xiao Hei respond at all?
Is it sick?

Yang Huamei rushed to Xiao Hei, pulled off the quilt, and exposed Xiao Hei's head.

At the same time, there was also a foul smell coming from the nostrils.

To be honest, even though he was his own son, he was pulled up with shit and urine when he was young, but the smell that gushes out is really too strong.

So much so that Yang Huamei's mother was a little overwhelmed!
"Why is this kid so unresponsive? Could it be that he is sick?"

"It's very possible, it may be frozen to death..."

The villagers who followed in whispered behind their backs again.

When Yang Huamei heard this, she was terrified. While pushing Xiao Hei, she shouted his name louder in Xiao Hei's ear.

She stretched out her hand to touch Xiao Hei's forehead.

It's okay, the forehead is still warm.

Suddenly, Xiao Hei, who had not responded all this time, grabbed Yang Huamei's hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and bit it hard.

The pain made Yang Huamei scream, and she withdrew her hand like an electric shock.

But I saw a circle of clear ear teeth marks left on the back of the hand, and some blood beads were oozing from under the teeth marks!

pain!
It hurts so much!
At this time, Xiao Hei also uttered a dream: "Chicken feet, hehe, big chicken feet are good to chew..."

The people behind let out a burst of laughter.

"Hahaha, this kid is gnawing on big chicken feet in his dreams, he is really a foodie!"

"This kid doesn't pretend to be anything else in his head except for eating..."

Yang Huamei turned her head and glared at the speaker a few times, then turned her head and used it to wake Xiao Hei up.

"Xiao Hei, don't sleep, get up, and go home with mother!"

Xiao Hei rubbed his eyes, stretched his waist under the blanket, yawned a lot, and let out a bad breath.

The smoke made Yang Huamei hold her nose again and take a few steps back.

I thought to myself, why does this kid have such a strong taste!

Xiao Hei sat up, his hair disheveled, his eyes filled with eye feces, he rubbed his eyes and asked Yang Huamei in front of him: "Mom, are you bringing me food today? What are you going to eat today?"

Yang Huamei frowned, and slapped him on the arm, "Eat, eat, you know how to eat, I'm here to pick you up!"

"Ah? Go home? Go home, go home and eat!"

Xiao Hei spoke in a daze, then lifted the quilt and prepared to get dressed.

As soon as the quilt was lifted, Yang Huamei saw that Xiao Hei was naked!
He himself fell into a drowsy sleep, didn't know anything, and couldn't care about it.

But the others are all awake, their eyes are of standard prescription, and they are not nearsighted at all.

So the exclamation and strange laughter sounded again.

Yang Huamei panicked, quickly pulled the quilt to cover Xiao Hei, and pushed him back into the quilt.

"You brat, why did you take off your obscene pants? Isn't it cold to sleep with bare buttocks? You'll get sick if you get caught in the wind!" Yang Huamei scolded Xiao Hei angrily.

As a mother, what she cares about is nothing but her son's body.

(End of this chapter)