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Chapter 4 Isn’t it just oral pesticide? Let’s do it, you can do whatever you want

Chapter 4 Isn’t it just oral pesticide? Let’s do it, you can do whatever you want

Ding!
How else could the scholar open his mouth and call the living a ghost?Talking about it, Su Xiaoye has lost since she came out of the school debate team... What she wants is Widow Tao's opening!
Successfully turning her back on the guest, Su Xiaoye walked around Widow Tao and walked towards her fourth mother-in-law, not forgetting to comfort her: "Sister, you are also worried about your mother, be filial! I respect you! But we have to talk carefully, we can't do it lying on the floor. Floor It’s so cold. The old man has been lying down to get through the cold, but he’s sick. Let’s get up and have a talk?”

Widow Tao thought about it. None of her brothers were homeless. If the fourth mother-in-law had a headache, she would have to rely on herself to provide soup and medicine in front of the bed.The chicken pecked at the rice and nodded: "Yes, yes, yes!"

"If I don't get up, I won't get up! You elbow-out thing..."

Seeing Su Xiaoye approaching, the fourth wife struggled and waved the paraquat in her hand to resist her.Su Xiaoye knelt down and said, "Fourth wife, even your daughter won't help you now, why don't you get up and let's have a good chat?"

The fourth wife was only angry at her kindness. She glanced at Su Xiaoye with hatred, raised the bottle to her mouth, and took a big sip!

"Not good!" Su Xiaoye was shocked and rushed forward to grab paraquat, but it was already too late.

If paraquat gets into your stomach, you will definitely die!

Widow Tao roared heartbreakingly: "Mom——!!!"

"What's the matter with our mother?!" A middle-aged man burst in outside the door. He smelled of alcohol all over his body and could not walk unsteadily. He held on to the door frame and asked Widow Tao, "Sister, what's the matter with our mother!?"

This man's name is Huang Gang, and he is the son of the fourth wife.

Huang Gang was a well-known drunkard in the village. He relied on his fourth wife and Widow Tao for subsidies every day when he was not doing anything serious.

Gossip spread quickly in the village. Huang Gang heard in the tavern that his mother was seeking death and rushed over immediately. However, he was still a step slower. When he entered the door, he saw his fourth wife lying on the ground with half a bottle of paraquat in hand. He thought The fourth wife was already dead. She roared and rushed towards Huang Yuliang, punching him.

Huang Yuliang was caught off guard and suffered a nosebleed. The blood stained the ground red.Everyone shouted in horror, "Huang Gang! What do you want to do!"

"Huang Gang, why did you hit someone!!"

Huang Gang's eyes were red, he was breathing heavily and smiled ferociously: "Do I beat someone? You guys forced my mother to death. Not only do I beat people, I also want you to be buried with her!"

He rushed into the kitchen, and when he came out, he had a shiny kitchen knife in his hand.

"I'll chop you to death!"

He rushed into the crowd and slashed at the crowd with a kitchen knife. The villagers held their heads and fled to various parts of the village. Most of the people crowded in the yard suddenly disappeared.

Someone yelled, "Stop!"

The sound was so clear that it immediately calmed everyone down.Huang Gang squinted his drunken eyes and wandered around, finally settling on Su Xiaoye.He saw an unknown girl, brightly dressed and with a bookish air, and asked in confusion: "Who are you?"

Su Xiaoye held up the bottle of paraquat. If you didn't see her legs racing against the chaff, her momentum would be worthy of the word "heroine".She just made a new discovery, so now she has the confidence to stop Huang Gang: "There is something wrong with this pesticide!"

"Is there a problem?! What's the problem?!"

Su Xiaoye just opened the bottle and smelled it, and smelled a strong sour smell.She had never had much contact with pesticides and didn't know what pesticides smell like, but she thought that paraquat, a pesticide with a notorious 100% fatality rate, would not have a sour or even appetizing taste.

Look at the bottle again, production date: 9\24\1985...

Shelf life 24 months?

Production date 1985?
Nima, this bottle is actually older than her?
Even if there is residual pesticide, the toxicity must be evaporated to the point where there is no trace left, right?
They were all tricked by that old woman, Fourth Wife!

She shouted: "This is not paraquat! This is not a pesticide!"

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