As soon as Zhao Yu ran into the yard, he was stopped by Zhao Liangsheng who was cleaning up the yard: "Dazhuang, it's time for dinner, what are you doing?"

Zhao Yu was confident and continued to walk out without stopping, shouting angrily: "I'm going to avenge my sister. Dad, let's see how she cut off my sister's head. You just don't care!"

"Stop, who said dad doesn't care anymore? You come back first, and we'll go together after dinner." Zhao Liangsheng walked quickly to Zhao Yu, took his little arm and dragged him into the house, thinking: You still

Going to take revenge? You, a child who is not even half tall, go to someone's house and beat their children, and they just stick their heads out and let you beat them? Isn't this a joke? You are not going to take revenge, you are going to be sent to the door to be beaten.

When he heard that his father said that they would go together after dinner, Zhao Yu felt satisfied and followed his father's footsteps and walked back obediently. In Zhao Yu's heart, his father was omnipotent and his beatings were very painful. Zhao Yu touched himself

His little butt, thinking about Zhao Liangsheng’s big hands like cattail leaf fans, he felt lingering fear and gloated: Xiaoyan, just wait.

The next night, when Yan Siqin steamed rice, she mixed several potatoes into the pork ribs, stewed it in a small pot, and fried tomatoes, eggs and green vegetables. The fragrant and rich food tempted the children like little pigs.

With their heads buried in their rice bowls without looking up, the two sons hummed as they ate, "It's so delicious, Mom, it's so delicious."

Zhao Liangsheng and his wife were holding green vegetables and watching the three little pigs eating with loving expressions on their faces. Zhao Yu was pretending to be worried, because he ate faster than anyone else, squeaking and squeaking violently, and the little boy was full.

Zhao Yu touched his swollen belly, stared at Zhao Liangsheng with bright eyes, and waited for his father to finish eating and go out with his father.

Zhao Liangsheng was so burned by his son's gaze that he couldn't eat. He thought about it, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and raised his chin at Zhao Yu: "Hurry up and write your homework. Why are you always looking at me? Dad won't take care of you if you can't finish your homework.

Go out."

How can that be done? The little boy's chest has been filled with the pride of taking the initiative for his sister. His father said he would not take him out until he finished his homework. This was equivalent to pouring a basin of cold water directly on his head. Zhao Yu didn't want to

: "Dad, you don't keep your word. You said you would take me there after dinner, but you also said you can only go after finishing your homework. Dad, you..." Seeing his father's face becoming more and more serious, Zhao Yu's voice became more and more serious.

Low, but he was unwilling to do so. He looked at the sky outside and said bravely: "But...but it will be dark by the time I finish my homework."

Zhao Liangsheng still refused to let go: "It doesn't matter if it's dark. His home is right there and they can't escape. It doesn't matter if it's dark."

It was already dusk at this time. Logically speaking, in the past, we could not have such an early meal at home. Usually it would be dark after dinner at home. So Yan Siqin thought that something would happen in the evening, so he prepared the meal early.

Seeing that he couldn't defeat his father, Zhao Yu returned to his desk unwillingly and began to write homework frantically. He even looked outside after writing for a while, fearing that his father would leave him and go out alone.

After the family finished eating, and when Yan Siqin was cleaning up, Zhao Liangsheng picked up Shi Ke and shouted: "Dazhuang, let's go."

The kid was serious. His father told him to finish his homework before going out. Zhao Yu really thought that he had to finish his homework before he could go out. When his father shouted, he became even more anxious and hurriedly replied: "Dad, I haven't finished my homework yet."

"

Zhao Liangsheng and Yan Siqin looked at each other and smiled: "It doesn't matter, I'll write it when I get back."

That was so good. Zhao Yu threw the pen away and rushed out: "Let's go, let's go! It's getting dark."

How could the family's group activities be without Zhao Chen? When the little boy saw that his father was about to leave, he turned around and went to get the sickle. His sister was injured by the sickle, and she had to cut him back twice in a while.

Zhao Chen was small, and the erected sickle was as tall as Zhao Chen. It was a bit difficult for Zhao Chen to hold it, so he simply dragged it like a mouse pulling a wooden shovel, and followed his father with a bumpy step on his short legs.

When Yan Siqin saw it, he winked at Zhao Liangsheng in a funny way, and directed his lips at Zhao Chen Nunu: "Look at you."

Zhao Liangsheng looked back and saw his youngest son holding up his chest and raising his head, dragging a sickle and clattering behind the family. He suddenly burst into laughter: "Erchen, what are you doing with a sickle?"

Zhao Chen ran two steps and stood in front of Zhao Liangsheng. He held the sickle in both hands and raised it with great effort: "Dad, Xiaoyan is the sister who was cut with this sickle. We will use this to cut her later."

"You kid, we are here to reason, not to fight. Why don't you put the sickle back?"

Don't you need to bring a sickle? Zhao Chen was a little reluctant. He pouted and looked at Yan Siqin: "Mother..."

"Give it to me, mother, put it back." Yan Siqin took the sickle from his youngest son, turned around and put it on the fence: "Okay, let's go."

Seeing that his son was still stuck on the idea that if you punch me, I will slap you back, if you cut me twice, I will retaliate twice, Zhao Liangsheng felt that it was necessary to talk to his two sons about this matter again, don't let them go.

The child really picked up the sickle and looked for an opportunity to chop Xiaoyan again. If only a small wound was made, it would be fine. What if the knife accidentally hurt a vital part?

When they came out of the door, Zhao Liangsheng said as he walked: "Dazhuang, Erchen, daddy is telling you two that daddy and mom are the ones who are responsible for my sister's matter. You two can't privately trouble Xiaoyan anymore. I heard

No?" At this point, Zhao Liangsheng's tone became stern: "If dad knows that you two hurt Xiaoyan in private, I'll see if dad doesn't skin you two!"

Zhao Yu and Zhao Chen were frightened by their father's tone. The two little brothers hurriedly held their hands and looked at each other to comfort each other.

At this time, the sun had already put away its last ray of light and fell into the Western Mountains. It was dinner time. In the dusk, the smoke from the stove slowly floated in the air. In the nose, there was the aroma of food, and someone came to my ears.

The sound of calling your children to eat.

The children who were playing and quarreling dispersed in an instant. The sky was huge and the food was the biggest. After playing, they all knew they would go home to fill their little bellies when it was time for dinner.

Under the dim light, Wu Mei's family was sitting around the dining table eating. Wu Mei didn't take it to heart at all about the trouble Xiaoyan caused today, so when Fang Hui came back from the field, Wu Mei didn't tell him.

"Bang Bang Bang!" There was a knock on the door. Fang Hui listened carefully and confirmed that it was the door of his courtyard. He put down his chopsticks and stood up to open the door.

"Brother Zhao, Sister-in-law Zhao, who are you?" The Zhao family was standing outside the door. Looking at their posture, it seemed that the whole family was out in force. Fang Hui was a little confused.

Although Fang Hui and Zhao Liangsheng are from the same village, firstly, the distance between the two families is quite far, and secondly, in recent years, the two families have basically not had much contact with each other, and they can only say hello when they meet on the road.

"Fang Hui, don't say you don't know what we are here for?" Fang Hui's expression made Zhao Liangsheng very dissatisfied. Doesn't his family feel any guilt for hurting their child like this?

"Oh, what a big deal, isn't it just a joke between children? It's worth it that all your family members come to our door in the dark of the night!"

Before Fang Huilai had time to speak, Wu Mei's dissatisfied voice came from behind.

Wu Mei usually wants to know everything. Who is coming to this house? Who is it? What is going on? She didn't know for the first time. Isn't it uncomfortable? So when Fang Hui got up, she followed Fang Hui out.

.

"What did you say?!" Yan Siqin laughed angrily: "Children are playing around? Can my child's head be cut like this by playing around?" Yan Siqin pushed Zhao Liangsheng towards Fang Hui: "Fang Hui

, take a good look, look at your daughter chopping my daughter up, Wu Mei, you can actually talk and still make fun of the child. If you say that this is a joke, you will let me scratch your head.

If you have a hole in one end, try 22 stitches."

The more Yan Siqin talked, the angrier he became. It was already getting late, but Fang Hui could clearly see Yan Siqin's face turning purple in the dim moonlight.

"What's going on? What's going on? Sister-in-law Zhao, please speak slowly and don't be angry." Although the two families do not usually interact with each other, Fang Hui also heard that the daughter-in-law of Zhao Liangsheng's family has the best temper in the village.

He smiles and is enthusiastic. It must be quite a big deal for such a good-tempered person to be so angry.

"I'm not angry!" Yan Siqin gasped several times: "If I'm not angry, I'd call someone to come and bully her to death. Ask your Wu Mei what kind of thing she does, and she still says this now."

Fang Hui turned his attention to his mother-in-law: "Wu Mei, what's going on? Please tell me carefully."

"What could have happened? I took Yan'er to her house today to have a baby, and Yan'er accidentally chopped a few sickles on her Coco's head? I told her at the time that the child didn't do it on purpose.

Why do you still come to your door?" Wu Mei repeated it in an understatement.

Now, even Zhao Liangsheng was getting angry. The original purpose of Zhao Liangsheng coming to Fang Hui was to reason with Fang Hui and let him take good care of his children, and finally let Xiaoyan apologize to Keke.

In the past, Keke suffered so much. What happened if the parents just swallowed this loss without helping their children?

"Wu Mei, I don't want to hear what you say. It wasn't intentional. If your family didn't do it on purpose, you would have used a sickle to chop off other people's children's heads. Then if it was intentional, your children are not allowed to kill people and set fires?" Zhao Liangsheng poured the cocoa into Yan Siqin's head.

With a plug in his arms, he clenched his fist and said, "Grandma, if it weren't for the fact that Wu Mei was a woman, Zhao Liangsheng would have already thrown an old fist at her."

Wu Mei's shrewish nature was brought out to the fullest. She jumped up and pointed at Zhao Liangsheng and cursed: "What the hell! You still want to hit someone! I tell you, I'm not afraid of you!"

Fang Hui took a closer look at Coco's head. It seemed that the child's head was wrapped like this on purpose. He was eager to know what was going on, and was dizzy from the noise between the two. He couldn't help but wonder.

Then Wu Mei shouted: "Stop making noise!"

"Fang Hui, you coward, you were bullied to the door, and you still yelled at me!" Wu Mei raised her hands angrily and scratched Fang Hui several times.

If you want to say who Xiaoyan looks like, she follows her mother closely, even the movements of prodding people are the same.

Fang Hui seized the opportunity and grabbed Wu Mei's hands to prevent her from moving: "Noise, noisy, noisy, what problem can be solved by just arguing? We have something to talk about now."

The quarrel between the two families finally attracted onlookers, who came to watch the fun with their rice bowls in hand.

Wei Yun's father hadn't cooked yet. After Wei Yun finished his homework, he was running and playing outside. Hearing the noise and excitement here, he also ran over to see what was strange. The little boy was small and nimble, so he followed

He drilled through the gap in twos and twos, and the person was already standing in the innermost part. As soon as he stood still, he recognized that it was Uncle Zhao's family who were quarreling. Zhao Yu was standing in front of him. He moved forward and poked Zhao Yu.

The lower back asked softly in Zhao Yu's ear: "What's going on? Why did you get into a quarrel with his family?"

Zhao Yu tilted her head and glanced sideways at Wei Yun, pointed at Shi Ke's head and said, "Look at my sister, who was chopped off by her family Xiaoyan with a sickle. My mother said there were holes in her head and she needed 22 stitches. He

If you don't admit your mistake, you look like wolf shit."

Following the direction of Zhao Yu's finger, Wei Yun suddenly saw that his little lucky star, his favorite sister, was bald, and the whole head was covered with snow-white gauze. Could Wei Yun be willing? His eyes were spitting fire.

, staring at Xiaoyan who was standing behind her mother watching the fun, wishing she could pounce on her and kick her.

Yan Siqin hugged Shi Ke and asked everyone to comment: "Look at the child's head that was chopped off by her family Xiaoyan. You don't know. There are several holes on the top of the head. The bones can be seen in the two largest ones. Just suturing the needle can do it."

It took 22 stitches. Normally when we do needlework, even a stitch in our hands hurts for a long time. This is meat, not mending clothes. We just want an explanation. What do you think of Wu Mei’s attitude? She is so evil that she can’t stand it.

He would say that a child was playing around, and for a while he would say it was not intentional. If you cut it and say 'it was not intentional', it might be reasonable. But look at this head injury, is it 'unintentional'?"

Everyone nodded and said, "They can't do that." Some people said, "If this hurts my child, I will kill Wu Mei if I don't."

Wu Mei's ears were pointed. When she heard that none of these people spoke to her, she immediately became angry and broke away from Fang Hui's big hand. She grabbed Xiaoyan who was next to her and pushed her forward: "I've already chopped them off, so what?"
Chapter completed!