After a flurry of activity, the sky turned white. Everyone who needed to go to the hospital had gone there, and only some adults who were not poisoned were left in the village to look after the children.
At least one-third of the people in the village were admitted to the hospital.
In addition, many people from other villages also came to pick mushrooms, so both the health center and the county hospital were packed with people.
Wan Qingliu was curious: "What kind of poisonous mushrooms did they pick? Why are so many people poisoned?"
The plum rain season occurs every year, and many people pick wild mushrooms in both winter and summer, but I have never seen so many people poisoned at the same time.
This is really rare.
An aunt named Fang heard this and said, "It's all because of these blind people who can't even recognize mushrooms. And some are so confused that they serve mushrooms without cooking them properly!
"Damn it! These damned men deserved to be poisoned. The women at home hadn't even finished cooking yet, but they drank up all the mushroom soup like starving ghosts, not even leaving any for others. Now they're getting their comeuppance after swallowing all the poisonous mushrooms!"
God knows how much everyone despised those people when they saw that the only people who stood up without being poisoned were women.
Although everyone thinks it is natural for women to cook, it is really selfish to eat up all the food before it is served and not leave any for others.
As a woman who also cooks, put yourself in her shoes. After working hard to prepare the last dish, the table is already empty. Just thinking about it makes me angry.
Now that she had someone to complain about, Aunt Fang started cursing out loud.
Wan Qingliu: "So many people have made the mistake. The poisonous mushrooms definitely don't look much like the non-poisonous ones. You can't eat them anymore. Who knows if they might have made the mistake?"
Aunt Fang was a little scared: "Who said it wasn't? Fortunately, my family didn't eat it today."
Fortunately, the mushrooms eaten by Lao Hua's family were not poisonous, but some of the families who were poisoned were somewhat complaining.
“If your family hadn’t picked so many mushrooms for us to see this morning, would we have gone to pick mushrooms this afternoon?”
Wan Qingliu didn't want to bother with this kind of person. There was really nothing to say to this kind of person.
Hua Xuguo chuckled: "My family didn't force you to pick mushrooms. Don't blame us if you get poisoned."
Aunt Fang said something fair: "You really can't poop, blame Mao Si. You picked up poisonous mushrooms on your own and it has nothing to do with their family. They didn't ask you to pick up poisonous mushrooms."
Hua Wancai, who was speaking, choked and muttered, "If we hadn't seen them picking mushrooms, we might not have picked them up. If we hadn't picked them up, we wouldn't have been poisoned."
He gave his mushroom soup to his son and escaped the danger, but his son was suffering from vomiting and diarrhea at the time and was the most severely poisoned person in the family.
However, although the villagers had their own thoughts, they were not confused. When they heard what he said, they ignored him.
If the Hua family were easy to bully, naturally some people would be unreasonable, but isn't this the opposite of reality? Don't they dare?
When facing someone who is not easy to deal with, you have to be reasonable even if you don't want to.
Aunt Fang was right. After all, they picked the wrong mushrooms themselves and it was not the Hua family's fault. Besides, this time their whole family even provided bicycles to help take the person to the hospital.
It is unacceptable to blackmail people without any reason.
Fortunately, although many people were poisoned, no one lost their lives.
The old man laughed and said, "Thank goodness this mushroom isn't very poisonous. If it weren't for our village, we wouldn't have to have the feast."
If you say the poisoning is not serious, many people rolled their eyes and twitched. If you say the poisoning is serious, even a very young child did not die after eating poisonous mushrooms.
Wang Dajuan's condition was a little bad. After being taken to the hospital, she looked a little dazed. Although she felt better after treatment, she still had no energy.
It is far from his previous image of being full of energy and cursing.
The daughter-in-law spoke without restraint and sneered: "The dead old woman must have received retribution."
Fang Wanghuo didn't bother to care about it. The old woman didn't need his care anyway, so as long as she didn't bother him.
As sons, Fang Jianguo, Fang Jianjun and Fang Jianye could only carefully bring Wang Dajuan home.
Wang Dajuan walked to the door absentmindedly with her eyes downcast. Suddenly, she stopped, frowned, and turned to look around.
She suddenly spoke with a hint of anger: "Where has that old fool been? He doesn't even cook, sweep the floor, or take care of the children. All he does is gossip with those old women at the village entrance!"
When Fang Jianguo heard this, he vaguely remembered that he was talking about his milk that had died a long time ago.
He looked at his mother in confusion: "Mom, are you calling for milk?"
Wang Dajuan kept on rambling, “This damn old woman only knows how to torture me. She made me get up at four o’clock to cook, and in the middle of winter she made me wash clothes with cold water. My hands are frozen.
"She said she'd help me take care of the little brat, her fucking head, but the boss told me to take care of him myself. I'm lying in bed all by myself, with no one to help..."
As she spoke, Wang Dajuan burst into tears: "It was so cold, and the child was vomiting. I shouted at the top of my lungs but no one answered me. I took the child out, but I couldn't find anyone anywhere.
"Where has that old man gone? My daughter died in my arms, and he's still gossiping with people in the village! Fucking gossip!"
The brothers looked at each other, confused and at a loss.
Wang Dajuan didn't know who she was talking to, or rather, who she seemed to be going crazy with.
Seeing Wang Dajuan crying for a long time, Fang Jianjun said cautiously: "Mom? Your son is here, and my little sister is not dead."
Fang Jianguo spat and glared, "What do you mean she's not dead? You're talking as if she's dying. My little sister is alive and well, jumping around. Don't curse her!"
Wang Dajuan treats her children equally and does not show any preference for boys over girls. She just doesn't like the eldest son.
Although she has started to favor boys over girls among her grandchildren, Fang Jianguo and his siblings actually have a very good relationship.
As the youngest sister in the family, Fang Canhua would not share her brothers' property. She was hardworking and capable before getting married, and she also had a good appearance, so her brothers had a good relationship with her.
The brothers were a little confused. They had never heard that they had a sister. They only knew that Fang Jianzhong was the eldest.
The eldest child was raised by his grandmother and his mother never got involved. He had a bad relationship with his grandmother and his mother openly disliked Fang Jianzhong.
Fang Jianye saw that the sky was gloomy and the wind was carrying moisture, and it was about to rain, so he said:
"Mom, the milk is dead, go in quickly."
Wang Dajuan didn’t know whether she heard it or not, but she walked in wiping her tears.
Jiang Ziying stood beside them with her big belly, watching coldly and sneered.
That old woman really knows how to act crazy and stupid.
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