"The old woman picked up the manure and put it into her big mouth. It was so delicious that she smacked her lips..."
A group of half-grown children watched the fun and applauded with laughter.
Erya's little face turned red from laughing, and her shoulders were shaking.
At this time, three people who were sent down from the cowshed carrying dung happened to pass by. They lowered their heads and dared not look around, and their steps couldn't help but quicken.
"Stop! You are a bunch of bad guys. What bad luck! You deserve to be beaten to death!"
Old Mrs. Song, who was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, jumped up, picked up the shoulder pole covered with manure at hand and rushed towards the few people, cursing dirty words and taking out her anger on them.
The three of them stopped in their tracks, lowered their heads, and dared not raise them, their faces pale.
"You are a bunch of jinxes, a bunch of plague-ridden things, it's all your fault..."
Looking at the three people who were implicated for no reason, Du Xiaoying said in a deep voice, "Old woman, no matter what, you really will turn the tables and frame others."
"Leave her alone, and go quickly so you don't miss work."
"I'll see who of you dares!" Old Mrs. Song, despite being covered in stench, stared at her daughter-in-law who was possessed by a ghost, and her old teeth were almost broken.
The second son was really bewitched and allowed this evil woman to harm his mother.
Seeing the three of them being implicated for no reason, Erya was furious. "Old lady, you are guilty of feudal superstition and have been punished to carry manure. You even ordered others around and delayed the production of the brigade. Can you bear the consequences?"
"Hurry up and don't delay production."
Seeing them leave quickly, Old Lady Song was so angry that her nose was wheezing. "You little bitch, I'm going to teach you a lesson today on behalf of your parents."
"Old woman, I am no longer the cowardly Arya. If you have the guts, just give it a try."
"You, you are a traitor!"
Erya put her hands on her hips and said, "Ever since the day you wanted to sell us out, I've been without grandparents. If you dare to bully my family again, I'll scold you to death. If you don't believe me, just try and see if I dare."
Old Mrs. Song was so angry that she rolled her eyes and slapped her thigh and cried, "Oh, the Song family has an unfilial granddaughter, everyone come and see!"
"Old woman, I think you're taking this opportunity to be lazy and delaying the brigade's production. You should be punished by carrying manure for another ten days or half a month!"
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