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Zhou Shitang heard Shi Qingxiao's words when she touched a lychee with her outstretched hand. She paused with her hand and quietly turned her head to look at Shi Qingxiao, meeting her indifferent eyes.

Her mouth was filled with the taste of lychees. She hadn't eaten enough, but her mother spoke and looked at her like this.

Zhou Shitang's mouth was bulging and he could only retract his hand.

Zhou Shimu and the others also stopped and stopped eating.

"Mom, do we want to send lychees to grandma?" Zhou Shitang asked.

Shi Qingxiao turned to look at Zhou Yancheng.

Zhou Yancheng's eyes were gentle, indicating that she didn't need to think too much.

Shi Qingxiao pursed her lips and said, "If you like to eat it, just keep it for yourself."

Their family has sent enough things to the eldest brother's house. If it were not for her mother's sake, she would not send it over and over again.

No matter how much she gave, Mrs. Li would not be grateful to her, and would even say bad things about her behind her back.

She didn't want Mrs. Li to eat their food, but for her eldest brother's sake, she couldn't go too far.

This little lychee cannot fill the stomach, but it can only satisfy the craving. The children like it, so just keep it.

Zhou Shitang tilted his head, his clear eyes gleaming with water, "Why don't I sneak a few over and give them to grandma secretly?"

Zhou Yancheng chuckled, "No need, is your grandma still greedy? You can keep it for yourself and send it over if you have more in the future."

When Zhou Shitang heard that his parents had spoken, he gave up and gave up the idea of ​​sending lychees.

Shi Qingxiao boiled water and asked the children to take a bath and go to bed quickly.

Day two.

The Zhou family was taken to other places to pull weeds.

Go home before the sun goes down, eat, and practice martial arts.

The days passed day by day.

Zhou Shitang felt that he had gotten used to this kind of life at some point.

Work at sunrise, and rest at sunset.

this day.

After Zhou Shitang returned home, he saw that the water tank was almost out of water, so he picked up two wooden buckets and went out to fetch water.

Nian, her brothers and sisters at home, always took good care of her when she was young, and would not let her do such small things as fetching water.

But she doesn't want to be too busy.

Zhou Shitang came not far from the well and saw a group of people gathering in front of him, chatting, and he didn't know what they were talking about.

With something in her heart, she trotted over and pricked up her ears to listen to the gossip.

"What? Have you really gone?"

"Can that be true? I just passed by their house and heard cries coming from inside."

"How dare I joke about something like that."

Zhou Shitang was confused when he heard this.

went?Who went?Is that what she understood to mean?

She looked around and saw that Aunt Fang was also in the crowd. She quietly squeezed to her side and pulled Aunt Fang's clothes with her little hands.

Aunt Fang was fascinated by the gossip. She felt her clothes being pulled. She turned around and saw Zhou Shitang. She smiled and said, "Tangtang, come and get some water too."

Zhou Shitang nodded and asked curiously: "Auntie, what happened?"

Aunt Fang grabbed Zhou Shitang's hand, pulled her to a deserted place, and whispered: "Wang Wuba and Ding Pu have already gone." She was afraid that Zhou Shitang didn't know who these two names were. Added, "They are the two people who went to your house to steal things before."

"Huh?" Zhou Shitang was stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face, "So sudden?"

Aunt Fang told Zhou Shitang all the gossip she had heard, "They were injured and did not see a doctor in time. The wounds ulcerated and pus flowed out. They were feverish and did not go away, so they left."

After she finished speaking, she snorted coldly: "Let me tell you, people like them deserve to go. I don't know how many people clapped their hands and applauded."

Just look at the people chatting together over there. You can tell that they are not sad about the death of Wang Wuba and Wang Wuba. Instead, they mostly watch the good show.

Zhou Shitang sighed for a while and lowered his eyes slightly, "We brothers and sisters beat them like that before. Their families won't think that we killed them, and then come to trouble us."

Aunt Fang looked down at Zhou Shitang's small figure and automatically attributed the look in her eyes to fear. She raised her fat hand and patted her back gently, comforting, "No, don't worry. They only have a wife and two children at home.”

"They often beat and scold their wives and children, and beat them all over. Their wives and children hate them. If they go, their lives will be easier."

"No one beats or scolds me, how nice it is."

Although she said this, Zhou Shitang always had an ominous premonition in her heart. She said goodbye to Aunt Fang, hurriedly grabbed two buckets of water and hurried home.

She did not pour the water into the water tank, but first told her family what Aunt Fang had just said to her. She was not sure: "Are we... the murderers who indirectly killed them?"

They injured people, their wounds fester, and their fevers would not go away.

After all, it has something to do with them.

Zhou Yancheng and others were also shocked.

Zhou Shimu pursed his lips slightly and said nothing.

Zhou Yancheng heard the last words of his little girl and retorted seriously, "Nonsense, this matter has nothing to do with you at all, don't think wildly."

"They dare to come and steal things. If you beat them up, there is nothing wrong at all."

"Is it possible that we have to watch them steal things without us saying a word?"

"How can there be such a good thing?"

"They failed to heal their wounds and couldn't find a doctor. It was their incompetence that killed themselves."

Zhou Shitang nodded lightly.

abruptly—

A sharp and sad voice came from outside, "You guys are going to give my husband his life! It was you who killed him, you are all murderers!"

After she finished speaking, another tragic voice sounded, "Yes, it was you who killed my husband. What happened to them stealing something? Do you have to beat them to death if they steal something?"

"They don't deserve to die! You all die!"

Zhou Shitang's eyebrows twitched suddenly and he turned to look.

I saw two women with disheveled hair, their clothes were washed white, their faces were sallow and their muscles were thin, and their bodies were so delicate that it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow them to the ground.

They had a knife in their hand, a sharp knife.

His eyes were red and swollen, and his whole body exuded a crazy aura.

From their words, Zhou Shitang guessed that they were the wives of the two bullies.

Unexpectedly, they actually came to the door.

Zhou Yancheng also saw it. He saw the knives in their hands, his breath was heavy, and he quickly said: "Go and get the shovel out quickly. If the shovel is not enough, use other strong and long wooden sticks. Don't let them go." They are close to you."

Once a person goes crazy without risking his life, its power cannot be underestimated.

They have only been practicing martial arts for two months, and they are still unable to reach the point of transcending heaven and earth, so they must be careful.