Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 9855 Resolving Resentment
"Don't worry, Qing'er, your fourth aunt and I are not cowards. I know what to say, what to say, and what to say on what occasion. It depends on whether I want to or not! "

Liu patted her chest and gave Yang Ruoqing a smile.

This smile is a sure sign of victory, and it is completely easy to control this trip.

That being the case, Yang Ruoqing followed her and allowed her to go with her.

Soon, the three of them arrived at the old Wang's new house.

There are no people around the gate of the new house to watch the fun, why?

Because before a bowl of tea, Yang Huamei just poured a basin of footwashing water at the gate of the yard, and the dirty water splashed, scaring the spectators outside to swear and scatter in all directions.

Yang Huamei didn't even bother to take the basin back, so she let the basin be turned upside down on the ground at the gate of the yard as a deterrent.

"Oh my god, such a good footbasin is just thrown away, Mei'er is really big-hearted!"

Seeing the wooden basin, Mrs. Liu ran over in a hurry.

Yang Ruoqing thought that Mrs. Liu was going to help Yang Huamei pick up the basin and take it back to the house, but in the end, Mrs. Liu kicked the basin back into the yard.

"Okay, the pot has been returned to the yard, now people passing by outside can't steal it!"

Mrs. Liu clapped her hands with a proud face, as if she had done a very remarkable thing.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, bent over to pick up the pot, brought it back to the eaves, and let it hang against the wall to dry.

During this process, Yang Huazhong didn't care about the two people behind him at all. He entered the courtyard of the old Wang's new house immediately, and then went straight to the main room.

The main room was in a mess, and there was a black thing on the ground, sticky, like paste or something splashed on the ground.

The dustpan and broom behind the door were tilted here and there, and there was a pile of broken bowls and blood on the ground.

"Oh my god, this is murder!"

As soon as Mrs. Liu entered the room, she subconsciously exclaimed when she saw the situation.

Then, Yang Ruoqing patted her on the shoulder, and raised her head to meet Yang Ruoqing's cold eyes.

Liu stuck out her tongue, and quickly raised her hands to cover her mouth tightly.

The eyes protruding from the back of her hand showed a bit of begging, begging Yang Ruoqing to spare her for the time being, and not to drive her away...

Yang Ruoqing didn't have time to continue to warn, because a woman with disheveled hair, scarlet eyes, pale face, fierce eyes, and fierce vigilance staggered out of the west room, holding a mallet in her hand.

"It's those boring gossips..."

The cursing in her mouth got stuck when she saw Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing who appeared in the main room.

"Three, third brother?"

Yang Huazhong sized up Yang Huamei's appearance, his thick eyebrows frowned.

"I heard that Zhuang Zhuang has a little problem, we are worried, come and see what's going on!"

His deep and deep voice seemed to bring calm courage to Yang Huamei.

The mallet in Yang Huamei's hand fell to the ground with a bang, her mouth trembled, and she said in a crying voice: "Third brother, I, I, I almost killed my Zhuang Zhuang, third brother, I, I almost killed me, woo ... woo woo..."

She suddenly rushed towards Yang Huazhong, hugged Yang Huazhong's waist and started crying like a child.

Yang Huazhong didn't expect Yang Huamei to react like this at all, he was suddenly hugged by his sister, and his body became stiff for a few seconds.

But soon, he also found the feeling of being an elder brother, raised his hand and gently patted Yang Huamei's back to comfort her.

"Don't cry, as long as the child is fine, let's go, take me to see how the child is doing now!"

Yang Huamei led Yang Huazhong, Yang Ruoqing and the others to the west room.

Because he was in a trance, supported by Yang Huazhong, he still walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Although he no longer cried loudly, he was still twitching non-stop due to hesitation and inertia, causing his shoulders to shrug.

Therefore, she didn't even notice that Mrs. Liu was following behind her...

In the west room, Zhuang Zhuang was lying on the bed and fell asleep, with one arm draped over the quilt, and his little hand was wrapped with white gauze into a small white rice dumpling.

In his sleep, teardrops were still hanging on his chubby little face. Obviously, this stocky and silly little guy had had enough of crying.

"Is this hand injured? Have you checked other places? Is it okay?" Yang Huazhong stood by the bed, looked at Zhuang Zhuang, and asked Yang Huamei in a deep voice.

With tears in her eyes, Yang Huamei sat sideways on the side of the bed, raised her hand to gently stroke the naturally curly hair on Zhuang Zhuang's head, and said in a low voice, "Although the rest of the body is fine, there are several cuts on this hand. Such tender flesh, the bowl fragments are extremely rough, and there is a lot of blood, on the clothes, on the ground..."

Yang Huamei couldn't continue talking, she covered her mouth, not daring to recall the scene at that time.

Thinking of it makes me afraid, especially Zhuang Zhuang rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, lying on the ground straight and twitching, which is still imprinted in Yang Huamei's mind. Thinking of it makes him tremble all over, and his hands and feet are cold.

They all said that the child crossed the dam just a little bit.

After crossing the dam, it will be gone, and the gods will not be able to pull it back...

"Third Brother, I'm so scared. The embolus is gone, and I don't want to live anymore. It's Zhuang Zhuang who gave me the hope of living."

"You said, if even Zhuang Zhuang is taken away by God, what's the point of being a human being?"

"I'm really going to die, it's meaningless to live!"

Yang Huamei burst into tears as she spoke.

Yang Huazhong raised his hand and patted Yang Huamei's shoulder, "Don't cry, Zhuang Zhuang is blessed with great fortune, isn't this a safe bet, just be more careful in the future!"

Yang Huamei nodded with tears in her eyes.

Yang Ruoqing looked around, and asked Yang Huamei: "It's strange, it's so neat, why is there a pile of broken bowls and chopsticks in front of the door? Who dropped it?"

When asked this question, Yang Huamei couldn't cry...

"Yes Yes Yes……"

"Auntie, you didn't fall yourself, did you?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Yang Huamei's face turned red all of a sudden.

"Auntie, why did you throw the bowl? Is it because of an argument with my grandma?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Yang Huamei's face turned even redder, and at this moment, she suddenly saw Mrs. Liu.

Yang Huamei was taken aback. When did the Liu family sneak in?
It's over, I wanted to tell a lie to get this matter over with, but with Mrs. Liu's big mouth here, it's all about dismantling my own platform, now I can't do it if I want to lie about it!
However, Liu Shi bit her lips tightly, trying not to let herself speak.

Because she knows that as long as she speaks, she must tell the truth!
Can't say can't say, definitely can't say!

Seeing Yang Huamei's reaction, Yang Ruoqing knew that she had almost guessed it, and it should be the follow-up of the mutton incident.

"Hey, aunt..."

"Qing'er, I was pissed off by the little black couple in the morning, so I dropped the bowl, and I was rubbed by Zhuang Zhuang before I could pour it out. It's all my fault, all my fault..."

Yang Huamei wiped her tears, and dumped the blame on Xiao Hei and Xu Qiaohong.

In fact, she didn't lie. The bowl in the dustpan behind the door was indeed dropped after a quarrel with Xu Qiaohong and the others in the morning.

Later Wang Hongquan's bowl was dropped, and the bowl has not been cleaned up yet.

"Auntie, let's not investigate why the bowl was dropped. You must have lost your temper." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Right now, Zhuang Zhuang is injured and bleeding a lot, and I can see that the child's face is also a little weak."

"I'll send some pork liver over later, and you can make some pork liver soup for the child."

Forget it, mutton is impossible to have anymore, so I use pork liver to top it, hoping to resolve my aunt's resentment.

(End of this chapter)