"Lu Youming! What do you mean!" Auntie hugged Fuchen, "You don't even want your own child?"
Little Fuchen was frightened by the noise, opened his mouth wide and cried loudly.
The cries of "Ahhhhh-" attracted the collective care of the women.
"Oh oh oh, the baby doesn't cry."
"The baby is the best."
The woman's arms were shaking, coaxing the child.
Lu Youming held a broom and shouted at people, "Get out of here! Whoever loves the child will raise it! It's not my child anyway!"
The aunt was not afraid of getting into trouble, she just retorted, "Which heartless person would give you a child to raise? It's not your child. Is she a heartless person? Will she raise her child to you? She won't be happy."
Auntie's voice can be heard as the bottom of the shout. Wherever the upper limit of the volume is, that's where the loudness reaches.
"If you don't believe it, wouldn't you call that beauty yourself?"
The aunt said "tsk tsk" twice, and the wrinkles on her face looked like paper wiped with poop, "Isn't it because you were dumped by your girlfriend? Look at your potential."
Auntie's strength is worthy of the name "Auntie".
Lu Youming was instantly furious. With a sullen face, he waved the broom and was about to hit his aunt.
The uncle in the next room immediately stepped forward and blocked the way for Youming.
"You trash! You still want to hit a woman!" The uncle and Lu Youming were fighting together.
Lu Youming threw away the broom that was in the way and fought with the uncle, punching him with his fists. The uncle dodged one after another and took the opportunity to use his fists.
The two men struggled together.
Sister Liu wanted to separate the two of them and start a fight with four or five women.
The people next to you stood with their mouths open, either trying to persuade or making excuses.
"Ah ah ah -" Fu Chen kept crying. The loud voice penetrated a street.
The aunt stood aside with Fu Chen in her arms, her body shaking to coax people, and she calmly said to the sisters standing next to her, "Call your nephew over."
Her nephew is a local policeman in Longping Village.
No matter how small an official is, he is still an official.
What's more, he is the direct administrator of this village.
Sister Liu, who was fighting on the side, heard the sound and immediately turned her head. She walked forward and pulled the aunt who was about to go to the police station to report the case. She shook her head slightly and warned, "We are here to do something. We are not here to cause trouble."
Sister Liu is a member of the Women's Federation and is very familiar with many news in the village, including gossip.
She had heard about Lu Youming's background.
I also know that Lu Youming’s ex-girlfriend Mei Mei has a crush on Aunt Zhang’s nephew Wang Ming.
Lu Youming's breakup happened because he rushed to Xiao Wang's house to beat people and demand them.
At that time, police officer Wang Liang also opened the door.
Wang Liang and Wang Ming are brothers, they look alike.
When Wang Liang came, Lu Youming was even more unwelcome.
He glanced at the crying child.
This kind of thing is impossible to do forcefully.
I had just gotten off work at this time, and when I heard the noise, someone had already called for someone. As soon as I shouted, a man rushed over.
At first, the two men couldn't pull away from the uncle and Lu Youming who were struggling with each other.
Several more people arrived one after another, and they were able to pull the fight apart.
"What's going on! What's going on!" The man who started the argument was tall and hard-looking. He had prominent forehead bones, a long and narrow face, and particularly sharp eyes. His body was lean and capable, with no excess fat.
He is quite enthusiastic.
Many farmers are part workers and part farmers.
When the farm is busy, I do farm work, and when I am not busy, I go out to work to support my family.
A man is the person who helps introduce jobs. He has many friends, good information, reliable work, and has the right to speak in the village.
He is also Sister Liu’s man.
Sister Liu immediately stepped forward and explained the problem.
"Lu Youming picked up a child in front of his house. He didn't want to raise it. We thought, if this was his child, we still wanted him to raise it," Sister Liu said.
Speak as objectively as possible.
After all, raising children is not easy for any family.
It’s just that everyone knows it well, who has a clear path?
In the past six months, I had a sullen face and walked around every time I saw her. Even if I gave birth to a child and threw it on the roadside, I would not be able to raise him.
The only possibility is that his ex-girlfriend ran away with someone else.
Lu Youming was surrounded by a crowd of people, his face and body were all stained, and his expression was even more ugly.
He is like a mouse. He usually looks calm and hides when others see him.
Sometimes, the time in my eyes wants to beat me to death.
The sense of presence is sometimes extremely high and sometimes extremely low.
The man took charge, "In this way, we will raise the child first. We will do a DNA test tomorrow and wait until the results come out."
Lu Youming suddenly spoke, "I don't want it." Looking at the crying child in the aunt's arms, "Even my child, I don't want a girl..."
One sentence caused outrage.
Sister Liu scolded her first, "What's wrong with the girl? The girl is not a human being? The boy is your child, so the girl is no longer a child?"
The people next to me also reacted, "Okay. No wonder I decided not to do it. I hate you for being a girl. No wonder someone so beautiful dumped you."
A group of women attacked Lu Youming with all their talk, especially Sister Liu.
She despises the kind of people who just throw them away just because they are girls.
Sister Liu's fingers were pointed at Lu Youming's nose, but she was pulled by her man so she didn't move her hands.
Lu Youming watched indifferently, unmoved.
Fuchen's crying never stopped.
Or the aunt remembered, "Has the baby ever drank milk? Who has milk? Milk powder?"
Because of this interruption, the women paused the artillery fire.
The man who originally started the fight has become the one who blocks the woman's words.
The man organized everyone, "Let's leave first. Let's leave first. My family will take care of the children first."
Everyone then turned around and left.
He walked very slowly and gave me a look of disgust from time to time.
The uncle next door even "quenched" a mouthful and spat thick phlegm less than twenty centimeters from Lu Youming's feet.
Lu Youming was indifferent throughout the whole process.
When everyone looked at him, they hardly looked at him.
Maybe six months ago, the road was clear, and everyone was still willing to get in touch with it. But now, the road is clear, and everyone is afraid of it.
He looked like a troublemaker.
Everyone has long wanted him to leave.
Lu Youming stood at the door, expressionless the whole time.
It wasn't until everyone was gone that he turned around and left and entered the house.
His house was still covered by a thick layer of curtains that blocked all light, and occasionally there was the sound of electrical appliances.
No one knows what he is doing inside.
On the first night of Fuchen, we ate and drank at Sister Liu’s house.
When I arrived at Sister Liu's house, I quickly stopped crying. After drinking milk, I fell asleep.
Sister Liu looked at the child and discussed with her husband, "No, let's raise her. If she is really his daughter, she will not be harmed to death if she encounters such a father."
It's a pity that men have men's thinking.
"I don't think so. If she is really his daughter, maybe she can change Lu Youming. Do you still remember how he looked when he first came to our village?" The man finished taking a shower and put on new clothes.
"This man needs to have a family first before he can start a career. Only with care can he have responsibility."
"If she is really his daughter, you should let him raise her. Tiger poison will not eat its seeds. For the sake of the children, you can always live a decent life."
As a man, he will still maintain the dignity and personality of men.
Sister Liu curled her lips, picked up a towel and dusted the dust on the bed, "I hope so."
