Mugui

Chapter 21 Violence at the Head of the Village
This hillside is sparsely populated, and basically no one has set foot on it.

Old man Fei lived here alone and raised a lot of cattle and sheep.

Following what Aunt Wang said, Yang Mu found a fenced yard along the way.

There are only two thatched houses in the yard, and next to it is a large sheepfold, which is densely packed with sheep, at least hundreds of them.

There are a dozen or so cows in the yard, including two calves.

"Uncle Fei!" Yang Mu called out from outside the fenced yard.

An old man in a woolen waistcoat, carrying a pipe, came out of the house. His face was severely disfigured and he looked horrific.

Yang Mu waved his hand at Old Man Fei.

Old man Fei walked over slowly, looking at the little girl in front of him with some surprise.

Since he was disfigured, this is the first person to see that he is not afraid.

Yang Mu explained his reason for coming.

"Uncle Fei, do you have any extra milk here? Can you sell it to me? If yes, I want it every day."

In the nearby villages, if a woman gave birth to a child and had no milk, she would come to buy milk.

Old man Fei took a puff of the dry cigarette and asked, "How much do you want?"

Yang Mudao: "Ten catties, is there any?"

Old man Fei turned his head and glanced at his two cows that had just given birth, thought for a while, and said, "I'll sell you five catties at most."

He pointed to a cow with a big belly and said, "When it gives birth, it can sell you ten catties a day."

Yang Mu is overjoyed, five catties of cows are enough in the early stage, and ten catties are enough in the later stage.

Old man Fei brought a small bucket, squeezed half of the bucket of milk to Yang Mu, and said, "Fifty Wen, bring the bucket back for me next time."

Yang Mu did the math, fifty Wen, that is, ten yuan in his previous life, which was already a very fair price in ancient times when milk was scarce.

Yang Mu gave the money, and carried half a bucket of milk across the mountains.

When passing by the small river, Yang Mu put away the fishing net, and there were a dozen crucian carp of different sizes and some river prawns in the fishing net.

When going down the mountain, she dug some spring bamboo shoots, and then went down the mountain to go home.

Returning home with a full harvest, Zhou Dazhuang just wrapped two broken mats around the kitchen.

Yang Mu thanked him in his heart, and when he asked Zhou Dazhuang to go home, he took two fish back with him.

After that, Yang Mu took the two fish and led Yang Shitou to the patriarch's house first, and changed the big house from the genealogy of the old Yang's family, and set up his own family.

After that, she took Yang Shitou to Lizheng's house.

Yang Shitou saw a few friends from the same village playing throwing stones on the square in front of Lizheng's house, so he went over to play.

It is also common for children in the village to run around the village, so Yang Mu let Yang Shitou go to find his friends, and went into Lizheng's house by himself.

Lizheng's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Ma, is cooking with her daughter-in-law. Watching Yang Mu deliver fish to her family, she is so happy that she laughs from ear to ear.

The daughter-in-law is in confinement, and it is time to drink crucian carp soup.

While praising Yang Mu, Mrs. Ma called her husband to come out to receive him.

When Li was leaving the room, seeing Yang Mu, he smiled all over his face, and enthusiastically hooked up the girl for Yang Mu.

From then on, Yang Mu was the real pillar and head of the family.

Yang Mu happily went out with his household registration, and saw that Yang Shitou seemed to be arguing with a few friends, so he hurried over.

There were tears in Yang Shitou's eyes, and he stubbornly refused to let them flow out.

Yang Shitou stomped his feet angrily, "Little Fulu (gourd) Si (is) mine!"

One of the three children was older, probably in his teens, holding Yang Shitou's gourd, and proudly said, "I snatched it, it's mine!"

Several children made faces around Yang Shitou, "Aren't boys ashamed to wear skirts?"

Yang Shitou fluttered his small arms behind him and shouted loudly: "No four (yes)! No four (yes)!"

In fact, Yang Shitou was not wearing a skirt, but Yang Xiaohua's red padded jacket.

Yang Mu knew the big kid holding the little gourd, it was Yang Wu, the grandson of the patriarch's family.

Yang Mu stepped forward and touched Yang Shitou's head to calm him down.

Yang Shitou was originally stubborn and refused to cry, but when he turned his head and saw his sister, he immediately couldn't hold back his tears.

"Sister, Yang Wu stole my Fu Lu (gourd)!"

It was a gift from his sister, and his brother-in-law carved words on it this morning - stone.

It was a gourd with his name on it, and he regarded it as his own little treasure.

Yang Mu nodded, and said: "Stones, our own things, we must protect them. If someone robs them, we should take them back!"

Yang Wu relied on his grandfather as the head of the clan, and was a bully among the village children, often bullying other children.

Now it's unlucky to fall into Yang Mu's hands.

Yang Mu turned to Yang Wu and said, "Give back the little gourd to Yang Shitou."

Although Yang Wu is more domineering among children, he is still a child and is afraid of adults.

It's just that Yang Mu is petite and has always been submissive outside, so Yang Wu is not afraid of Yang Mu.

He tossed the little gourd aside, and said airily, "I won't give it to you! Pick it up yourself if you have the ability! I don't care for such crap!"

Yang Mu turned his head to look around, walked a few steps, picked up a wooden stick, looked at Yang Wu, and said with a serious expression: "Pick it up!"

Seeing Yang Mu holding the stick, Yang Wu felt guilty and took a few steps back, as if to run.

Yang Mu blocked Yang Wu's way with a stride, and commanded condescendingly, "Pick it up!"

Violence in villages, like school violence, cannot be tolerated.

Seeing that the back road was blocked, Yang Wu became a little scared, turned his head to look at the little gourd thrown in the mud, and hesitated.

Children in their teens already know what face is.

Yang Mu never got used to it, pointed at the muddy little gourd with a wooden stick, and repeated the words, "Pick it up!"

Yang Wu gritted his teeth and chose the latter between being beaten and being humiliated.

Filled with humiliation, he walked over, picked up the small gourd, and threw it to Yang Shitou.

The little gourd was muddy and hit Yang Shishi's clothes before falling to the ground.

Yang Shitou wanted to bend down to pick it up, but was stopped by Yang Mu.

Yang Mu took a deep breath and said angrily to Yang Wu, "Do you think I dare not hit you?"

Yang Wu was so frightened that his face turned pale, but he just seemed to be stuck in disbelief.

Yang Mu sneered "hehe", and with both hands, the stick with thick arms was broken.

She threw a broken log to Yang Wu and said, "If you are not convinced, we can fight first."

Yang Wu had already been frightened by her breaking the wood with bare hands, and immediately lost his temper completely, how dare he pick up the broken wood?
The two children on the left and right had already been scared away by Yang Mu, and Yang Wu didn't care about the face of the children, so he reluctantly walked up to Yang Shitou, picked up the little gourd, and handed it to Yang Shitou.

Yang Mu stood behind Yang Wu and said leisurely, "Wipe clean."

Yang Wu's disobedient eyes were full of tears. He has never been so aggrieved when he grows up!

He wiped the gourd clean with his sleeve and handed it to Yang Shitou again.

Yang Mu spoke again, "Apologize!"

Yang Wu pursed his lips, bit his lip, and didn't speak.

Yang Mu snorted coldly, "Why didn't you expect this moment when you robbed others? Apologies!"

Yang Shitou reached out to pick up the little gourd, but Yang Mu said, "Shitou, we have to wait for his apology!"

Yang Shitou's hands froze in the air.

Yang Wu finally shed tears, and he said tremblingly: "I'm sorry." The voice was so small that it was almost inaudible.

Yang Shitou took the little stone, looked left and right very cherishingly, his face was full of satisfaction after what was lost.

Yang Mu sighed, and stopped embarrassing Yang Wu, and took the stone home to cook.

When Yang Mu's siblings disappeared into the ancestral house, Yang Wu finally opened his mouth wide and cried.

He has never been so wronged in his nearly ten years of life!
He wants to tell his elder brother Yang Wen to avenge him!

Although Yang Wu is young, he also knows that this kind of thing cannot be told to his parents and grandfather, but to his elder brother.

Yang Shitou returned home with tears still on his face, but his expression was very happy.

He bounced around to find Mu Dalang, put the little gourd in Mu Dalang's hand, and asked his brother-in-law to put it on for him.

Mu Dalang looked at the insignificant mud on the gourd, wiped it off with a handkerchief, and asked, "Why is the rope on the little gourd broken?"

Yang Shitou tilted his head, and said, "Yang Wu is broken! He also robbed my Fulu (gourd)! My sister wants it back!"

Mu Dalang's eyes sank, and after reconnecting the rope, he put it on Yang Shitou's neck.

Yang Shitou seems to have forgotten the unhappiness just now, and happily went to play with the panda.

(End of this chapter)