The Zhao family hall was in chaos.

Mother Zhao Dagou was trembling on the ground like an epilepsy, crying and slapping the ground. Her clothes were rolled up, exposing her white buttocks.

live.

As for Zhao Dagou, he was not much better. He was sitting in the corner holding his head and banging his scalp against the wall.

While bumping into each other, I cried and cursed myself.

Yang Huazhong looked at the half-burnt heating barrel in the main room, as well as the pile of cooked and burned sticky things in the heating barrel. His eyebrows were beating fiercely, and his feet went weak and he almost fainted.

Yang Huaming and Yang Yongzhi also came and helped Yang Huazhong in time.

Yang Huaming cursed in his heart, the roasted meat was so delicious, I won’t want to eat meat for at least three months!

"Zhao Dagou, what's going on here? How did you become parents?" Yang Huaming asked.

Zhao Dagou had cried until he was speechless.

The woman was on the verge of going crazy, saying "My son...my poor big hair..."

Don't even expect her to respond.

Fortunately, there were villagers nearby who had already inquired about the situation from Zhao Dagou, and coupled with the villagers' own speculations, a complete set of the whole story was told to Yang Huazhong:

"The two of them didn't have any clothes to wear at home, so their wet clothes were piled in a warm bucket to dry. They went to work in the fields and put Da Mao in the hot bucket. Da Mao didn't have anything to wear, so he just tied a small pocket."

"They originally wanted to keep the children warm in the hot tub and bake them with their clothes, but they didn't know what was going on. Sparks jumped out, or the children naughtily poked the brazier underneath with something in their hands.

, the fire started to burn upwards, first burning the roasting clothes, and then the children, no, they were roasted alive like this..."

Yang Huazhong shook his head when he heard this, and his heart and liver were twitching.

Take all precautions, but I didn’t expect disaster to happen here!

"Afraid that the child will be cold, why don't you put the child under the quilt on the bed? How can you put it on the fire to roast? You are so heartless! How can you be parents like you?" Yang Huazhong asked sternly.

The woman was still crying like she was dying. Zhao Dagou raised his face with tears and runny nose and cried: "Put it on the bed in case he wets the bed. We only have one quilt in our house. If it wets, there will be no place to sleep at night...

…”

The villagers nearby denounced Zhao Dagou and his wife: "This is what lazy people are like. Their families are poor, they don't have any clothes or bedding, and they don't feel anything when the sun shines. Now all the leaks have come out, and they have harmed all the children.

What a crime."

Everyone condemned Zhao Dagou and his wife, and they all wiped away tears of sympathy for the child.

As the village leader, Yang Huazhong was in a similar mood to the villagers, but tragedies had happened. Even if they tied up Zhao Dagou and his wife and threw them into the pond to feed the bastard, it would not help.

The most urgent task is to deal with this mess first.

So, he forced himself to find several relatives from Zhao Dagou's family to come over and asked the female relatives to find a way to take the child's mother to another house first, while the rest of the people cleaned up the scene and took out the 'things' in the heating bucket.

Just calm down and find a suitable place for burial.
Chapter completed!