The farmhouse's fierce wife is the master of the house

Chapter 392 I Hurt Someone, I'm Responsible

Ye Xiangchun's knock was unclear, not only his forehead was bleeding, but his head was also dizzy.Sitting on the carriage, his body slipped down involuntarily.

"Ye, Ye Xiangchun." A pair of not-so-big but thick and powerful hands stretched out, supported Ye Xiangchun's arms, and helped her out of the carriage.

"San Dongzi." Ye Xiangchun called him.

Through the drops of blood falling from the eyelashes, Ye Xiangchun saw that San Dongzi looked at him with tangled eyes and a little horror.

"Have you seen it all?" Ye Xiangchun hooked the corners of his mouth, but couldn't smile.

San Dongzi pursed his lips tightly, and nodded lightly after a long time: "Yeah."

Ye Xiangchun hooked the corner of his mouth again, but found that the world was spinning in front of him one after another.She could only whisper: "Yes, I did it on purpose."

"Stop talking. I saw that he was going to hit you first." After San Dongzi finished speaking, he put Ye Xiangchun under a big tree beside him.

After looking at it and feeling a little worried, she straightened her body again, and then ran over to catch the stalled horse, dragged the rein and tied the horse to a stone.

The coachman had come to his senses at this time, glanced at Lin Meng who was lying on the ground lifeless, and crawled towards the carriage with hands and feet.

After finally climbing to the side of the carriage, the coachman stood up holding the shaft, waved his hand and slapped the horse a few times: "I will let you move, let you move, such a big matter, how can we handle it."

San Dongzi glanced at the coachman and ignored him, then turned back to Ye Xiangchun, knelt down and asked in a low voice, "What should we do now? People from the village will be here soon."

"What do you want to do?" Ye Xiangchun was so dizzy that he could only close his eyes, but he could still think.

San Dongzi remained silent for a while before saying, "I'll listen to you."

Ye Xiangchun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice: "Tell the coachman, he is not to blame for this. The horse is startled, and the person is injured, and I am responsible."

San Dongzi frowned, but still got up and came to the coachman, and said what Ye Xiangchun had said.

The coachman was honest, and now seeing Ye Xiangchun willing to take responsibility, tears almost flowed out.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, spit out the blood foam in his mouth, walked up to Ye Xiangchun with trembling legs, and said in a crying voice: "Sister, look at this, I don't want you to bear it alone. But The horses and carts are all used by horses and horses, and I am a man who sells my wrists to drive big carts. If you ask me to pay, I really can’t afford it.”

Ye Xiangchun reluctantly suppressed his dizziness and nodded, and said: "When you come later, you can tell the truth about the situation just now. Just tell the story from the beginning, don't have any scruples."

In fact, Ye Xiangchun took a look on the carriage just now, and the driver fell face down on the ground, so it was impossible to see that the horse was pulled by himself, and he would never know that Lin Meng's leg was deliberately disabled by driving. .

Apart from Lin Meng himself, San Dongzi is the only bystander now.

And San Dongzi's attitude has made it clear that he is on his side, so as long as the coachman tells the truth, it is in his best interest.

The driver repeatedly nodded in agreement, looking at Ye Xiangchun was like looking at a Bodhisattva.

Ye Xiangchun had already heard the sound of chaotic footsteps from far to near, she thought about it calmly, and said to San Dongzi: "Don't tell my sister about this. You go to the mountain and find Jing Chen."

San Dongzi agreed, stood up but didn't leave, and leaned over to ask her, "How about I wrap your wound first?"

"I'm fine, you go quickly." Ye Xiangchun waved his hand, telling San Dongzi to leave quickly.

(End of this chapter)