Chapter 185 Crying
Zhou Wulang and Zhou Liulang didn't dare to let their family know, so they went out quietly to look for Zhou Silang. But when they reached the village entrance, they saw Zhou Silang running back.
The two were delighted and immediately waved to Zhou Silang, "Fourth brother, you're back?"
"Fourth brother, why are you so slow?"
Zhou Silang asked with red eyes, "Where's Manbao?"
"At home."
Zhou Silang rushed home.
When the bamboo rat turned into a pile of meat, Xiao Qian was no longer afraid of it, so she cooked it very fragrantly. Manbao felt very hungry when he smelled it, so he stayed around the dining table early in the morning and refused to leave.
Zhou Silang ran in like a gust of wind. Seeing Manbao sitting at the dining table, he rushed over, pulled her up and looked her up and down.
Manbao was startled. Seeing his disheveled hair and red eyes, he asked, "Fourth brother, what's wrong with you?"
This question was like a switch that flipped on Zhou Silang, whose hands were shaking with fear. He burst into tears and sat down on the ground. He opened his mouth and cried without any dignity, tears and snot streaming down his face.
Old Zhou, who was sitting next to them and smoking, was so scared that his hand trembled and he almost poked his eyes with the pipe.
Everyone in the Zhou family was stunned, and they were shocked to see Zhou Silang crying uncontrollably.
Zhou Silang was worried for half the afternoon. His mind was full of thoughts about what to do if Manbao was captured or what to do if Manbao fell into the mountains and was taken away by a wolf.
Seeing my youngest sister alive and well, the fear in my heart finally found an outlet.
The aftereffects of running non-stop also appeared. His hands and feet were weak, and his fingers and toes were trembling slightly. But in his heart, he was crying loudly as if he had suffered a great injustice, not caring about his image at all.
Little Qian ran out of the kitchen holding a spoon. Seeing him like this, she asked angrily and amusedly, "What happened? Who bullied you?"
Manbao came back to his senses. She didn't mind the dirtiness and directly held his head with her arms. She patted his back with her small hands to comfort him, "Fourth brother, don't cry. I'm fine."
Zhou Silang sat on the ground with his arms and legs spread out, crying like a shrew. After he had cried out all the fear, terror and sadness in his heart, he finally regained his senses and came to his senses with sobs.
Zhou Silang met everyone's gaze and said: ...
Because he cried so hard, he couldn't stop sobbing for a while.
He sniffled, wiped away a tear, and looked at Manbao pitifully, "What's wrong with me?"
Obviously, his cerebral cortex had erased the image of him rushing in, hugging Manbao and crying.
Old Zhou put his pipe back into his mouth and sighed softly, "What a sin! This marriage is even more difficult."
Qian, who had walked out of the main room because of his crying, frowned and asked, "Why are you crying?"
Zhou Silang lowered his head, shook his head, and said nothing.
Zhou Silang cried so loudly and miserably that it was difficult for the neighbors to pretend not to hear him. At this time, many people gathered outside the Zhou family. Someone asked, "Uncle Jin, what happened to your fourth son?"
Others advised, "Brother Jin, if the child is disobedient, just spank him a few times, don't hurt him."
"Yeah, the fourth child is about to get married, so give the child some face."
It's no wonder that everyone is worried. Zhou Silang cried even harder this time than last year when he was beaten for losing money gambling. Even though he cried loudly and screamed miserably at that time, everyone felt that he was full of energy.
But this time, he cried so hard that everyone who heard him could hear his sadness and fear, so they couldn't help but express their concern.
Old Zhou didn't expect that he would be blamed for something. He was so angry that he stopped smoking, tapped his pipe and said, "Get out!"
Let people see whether he beat him or not.
Zhou Silang wanted to get up out of guilt, but found that his hands and feet were weak and he couldn't get up. He looked at Manbao and his brothers pitifully.
Manbao immediately protected him, "Dad, Fourth Brother is dirty, let him wash up first."
Zhou Wulang and Zhou Liulang also guessed that there must be some misunderstanding. Fourth Brother might not have seen the letter they left, so they hurried forward to help Zhou Silang up, one on each side, saying, "Yes, Dad, let's take Fourth Brother to wash up first."
The two of them hurriedly helped Zhou Silang back to his room.
To return to their own room, they had to leave the main hall, cross the yard and return to the room under the woodshed. At this time, there were many people gathered outside the yard, so the villagers all saw Zhou Silang being supported by his two younger brothers.
Everyone sighed in their hearts, thinking that Old Zhou was too cruel. It was a holiday, so why did he beat the child so badly that the child couldn't even walk steadily.
Manbao tried to catch up with her short legs, but was grabbed by Old Zhou. He frowned and asked her, "Why is your fourth brother crying?"
Manbao said with a guilty conscience: "I'll go ask Fourth Brother now."
Old Zhou looked at her suspiciously, "Did you do anything bad today?"
Manbao shook his head repeatedly, "No."
Old Zhou was not very good at interrogating, especially when the subject was a young girl, so after asking a question, he looked at Qian at the door.
Qian looked at Manbao with a serious look.
Manbao tugged at the corner of his clothes, lowered his head and said nothing.
The atmosphere in the room was a little stagnant for a moment.
Qian retracted her gaze and said, "Go."
Manbao felt as if he had been pardoned, and turned around and ran to his fourth brother and his friends' room.
The new house had been built, but the family had not moved in yet because the bed was not yet fully made. Zhou Silang, Wu Wulang and Zhou Liulang still lived in the thatched hut.
Manbao went in and found Zhou Silang had already washed his face and was considerately tying his hair.
Because he cried so hard, his eyes were still a little red and swollen. When he saw Manbao come in, he snorted and asked, "Where have you been?"
Although Manbao felt a little guilty, she felt that this was not her fault alone, so she said, "I was picking up leaves, and when I looked up, you were all gone. I called you, but you didn't answer me, so I went to look for you."
Now it was Zhou Silang who felt guilty. He paused and said, "If you get lost from us again, stay where you are. Otherwise, when we come back to look for you, you'll be gone again, and we won't be able to find each other."
Manbao agreed, "I should have left you a message at that time, alas."
Zhou Silang gets angry when talking about him, saying to Zhou Wulang, "You can't even leave a letter properly, the leaves are all mushy."
"How would I know there would be birds going back to peck at it?" Zhou Wulang blamed him. "Manbao disappeared in the mountains. Why did you go to Baimaquan Town instead of looking for him there?"
"At that time, I saw a pile of half-burned dead leaves in the bamboo bushes, and I thought someone had taken Manbao away." Zhou Silang couldn't help shivering whenever he thought of this. A child who was taken away by Pahuazi would basically never be found again.
If Manbao is really bought away...
Zhou Silang's face turned pale and he asked Manbao, "Who started the fire?"
Manbao raised his little hand and whispered, "I gave birth to her."
Zhou Silang: ...
He suddenly lost his breath and had no strength to speak.
(End of this chapter)
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