Fu Lao Da looked at Fu Lao Er, who was lying on the ground, with disgust and covered his nose with his hand.
That person is really disgusting!
"Big...Big brother, I haven't done anything to wrong your family, please don't come looking for me! Please don't come looking for me!"
Fu Lao Er didn't care about the stickiness in his pants and desperately backed away while sitting down.
Being so afraid of oneself doesn't seem like someone who hasn't done anything wrong.
"You haven't done anything wrong, but what about your wife? What about your mother? Did you do nothing wrong either?"
Although Fu Lao Er had never been involved in anything bad to Fu Lao Da, he knew perfectly well what his wife and mother had done.
He regrets it now. If he had known, he would have stopped his family from coveting the Fu family's property, and his elder brother wouldn't be coming to him now.
Fu Lao Da covered his nose and walked step by step toward Fu Lao Er. In his panic, Fu Lao Er didn't even realize that Fu Lao Da was a ghost, so he walked instead of floating.
He was so frightened that he backed away until his back was against a pile of dirty manure buckets.
The villagers of Fujia Village often use a military green plastic bucket to carry the contents of the latrine to the fields to compost, but even after the bucket is cleaned, it still smells strongly of feces.
So everyone piled them up inside or outside the latrine, to avoid the smell being too strong at home.
When Fu Lao Da saw Fu Lao Er leaning against the manure bucket, he was immediately seized by a wicked urge and threw a punch, but it stopped in Fu Lao Er's face and didn't hit him.
If he were to land that punch, Old Lady Wang would come crying to his house again, and he wouldn't be that foolish.
Let's just scare this thing a little.
But Fu Lao Er didn't know what his brother was thinking. He was genuinely afraid that Fu Lao Da would beat him to death, especially since Fu Lao Er still saw Fu Lao Da as a vengeful ghost in his heart.
He was so frightened that he desperately covered his face with his hands, but the movement was so big that he knocked over a pile of manure buckets.
Several buckets of manure were poured on Fu Lao Er, and one was even poured directly over his head.
Looking at the manure bucket on Fu Lao Er's body, Fu Lao Da wondered what Wang Zhao Di was thinking. The manure bucket hadn't been washed after use and was still covered in filth.
This lesson should be profound enough.
Boss Fu nodded in satisfaction and hummed a song as he walked home.
As for Fu Lao Er wearing the manure bucket hat, who cares about him!
Fu Lao Er was almost suffocating from the fumes in the latrine bucket, but he didn't dare stick his head out to see if his older brother had left. He could only huddle there, trembling.
Fu Jian, the village chief's son, was passing by after using the outhouse when he saw a man sitting slumped on the ground with a bucket on his head.
Fu Jian is the same age as Fu Ming and Fu Liang, and he is also a good young man with a strong sense of justice.
"Oh my, who is this? Why is he wearing such a tall hat!"
Fu Jian covered his nose. He wanted to go forward and lift the dung bucket, but the bamboo handle was covered in filth, and he couldn't bring himself to do it.
Having no other choice, he picked a handful of wild grass leaves from the bushes nearby, went up and lifted the manure bucket open.
When Fu Lao Er saw the light of Fu Jian's flashlight again, he realized that the person who came was not Fu Lao Da, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Uncle Fu, what are you doing sitting here?"
When Fu Jian saw that it was Fu Lao Er, he couldn't contain his curiosity and asked a question.
I never knew he had such a morbid hobby!
No matter what, Fu Lao Er was an elder, so how could he dare to tell the whole story?
"I accidentally drank too much and fell down."
Fu Jian sniffed. Did his second uncle think he was stupid? There was no smell of alcohol at all, only the stench of feces.
The smell was so strong that Fu Jian said goodbye to Fu Lao Er and ran away.
This old man smells terrible. If he can't walk and you have to carry him, that would be truly a miracle!
He has three sons of his own! Let them come!
That's why Fu Jian is such a good young man of the new era. When he passed by the back door of Fu Lao Er's house on his way home, he even knocked on the window and shouted twice.
"Uncle Fu has fallen in the outhouse! You all need to go help him up!"
After calling out three times in a row, Fu Jian felt that his mission was over and went home satisfied.
There are two rooms at the back door of Fu Lao Er's house. One room is for his eldest son, Fu Qiang, and his youngest son, Fu Shi. Fu Lao Tai sleeps in the other room.
Fu Lao Er and Wang Zhao Di slept in the front room, while her second son, Fu Gang, had gone out to become a live-in son-in-law, and no longer had a room in the house.
Fu Jian shouted twice, and both Old Lady Fu and Fu Qiang heard it.
But after a long day, once you've finally fallen asleep, who wants to get up now?
Grandma Fu only called out once: "Fu Shi, Fu Qiang, hurry up and go see your father and bring him back!"
Fu Shi and Fu Qiang didn't respond for a while. Fu Qiang nudged Fu Shi, only to find that the man was sleeping like a pig and even snoring.
So they decided to wait until Fu Shi woke up before making a decision. Fu Qiang felt at ease and continued to sleep. When Fu Lao Er finally walked home alone, trembling, the two brothers still hadn't gotten up.
"Zhao Di! Zhao Di!"
Fu Lao Er shouted loudly for his wife at the door. Wang Zhao Di had just fallen asleep, and when she heard him calling her, she left the room in a huff.
"What are you doing! You're up all night and haven't come back for half a day, did you fall into a latrine?!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she smelled a strong stench, and Fu Lao Er's clothes and head were covered with specks of dirt.
"You really fell into a cesspool?"
Wang Zhaodi's voice was shrill and sharp, which startled Fu Shi and Fu Qiang awake, and also attracted the attention of Old Lady Wang who was in the house.
"Hey, what happened to your outfit?"
"Dad, did you really fall into the cesspool?"
The group of people were making a lot of noise, but not a single one of them went up to help him clean up.
Fu Lao Er was both anxious and angry.
None of these people are reliable.
"You damned woman, go and boil some water for my bath right now!"
These words were shouted at Wang Zhaodi. There was no other way; she couldn't very well let her son go and boil water with his mother.
In Fu Lao Er's mind, sons are for carrying on the family line, mothers are for being filial to, and only daughters-in-law are for being bossed around.
This is also the result of what Grandma Wang taught her from a young age.
It's past midnight now, and a slight breeze has picked up outside.
Fu Lao Er was standing in the courtyard, already covered in sweat. The wind made him feel even colder on his back, and his hair stood on end.
"Mother, I...I saw my eldest brother!"
He hesitated for a long time before finally speaking. Old Mrs. Wang was a little confused, but then she realized that he was talking about her stepson, Fu Laoda.
"You drank too much tonight and you're feeling dizzy and lightheaded. I told you not to drink so much, or you'll end up like your father!"
Fu Lao Er didn't even bother to argue with his mother at this moment, and just said with a pale face, "It's true, it's just that my eldest brother scared me so much that I fell to the ground."
Seeing how serious he was, Old Lady Wang felt a little scared.
"Why don't you go buy some paper money tomorrow and burn some for him later?"
"You bastard, you bullied my family when you were alive, and now you're bullying my son even after you're dead!"
Fu Lao Er quickly told her to shut up, "Alright, stop talking! Be more polite to your elder brother's family from now on!"
Fu Shi, who was standing to the side, nodded repeatedly. He was a timid man and never did anything immoral.
Unexpectedly, Fu Qiang's face turned pale, and upon closer inspection, his legs were still trembling.
Damn it, he even went with Lai Zi to pry open the fuel tank of Fu Wan's boat a while ago.
The diesel fuel that was replaced is still under his bed!
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