Chapter 27 I have never seen bezoar
Zhou's mother rolled her eyes secretly: I don't believe you!
"Old Bear, what do you want me to say that will make you believe me? I have given you all the money that was intended to repair the houses for the kids, and you... cough... cough..." Father Zhou coughed heart-wrenchingly, his face turned red, and he hunched over, unable to speak.
Zhou's mother wiped her tears and looked at Xiong Dahai, "Old Xiong, you can't go wrong if you kill someone. My youngest son accidentally caused your cow to fall to death, but my family also paid 450 yuan to buy the dead cow. It was skinny, and the meat was only sold for more than 100 yuan..."
She was choking and unable to speak, tears streaming down her cheeks. Thinking of the disappointing Zhou Huaian, she couldn't help but cry out, "Woo... Woo..."
I didn't steal or rob, but someone extorted money for repairing my house and I got it in exchange for a dead cow. I got the treasure and exchanged it for money, but I can't use it with a clear conscience. I have to cover it up like a thief. Where can I seek justice?
Xiong Dahai turned his head away from looking at Zhou's mother, but saw Zhou Huaian and Yang Chunyan quickly entering the yard carrying baskets on their backs.
Zhou Huaian put down his backpack, rushed into the main hall with a sickle, pointed at Xiong Dahai with a sullen face, and said, "Xiong, I was unlucky to meet your plague cow, and I was almost killed by it.
I am an honest man, so I only paid your family 450 yuan. If it were me, I would rather stay in jail than pay you a penny, and I would ask you to pay me for the shock!"
Xiong Dahai was so angry that he pointed at Zhou Huaian's nose and said, "You son of a bitch who hasn't even grown all his hair yet, who are you calling me, "I" in front of?"
"You old son of a bitch!" Zhou Huaian pointed at his nose, "Your wife calls me Daddy, and according to seniority, I am your dad!"
"You~" Xiong Dahai's face turned red as he was choked by Zhou Huaian.
Zhou Huaian said confidently, "What are you talking about? I'm not talking nonsense!"
Yang Chunyan walked forward and looked at Xiong Dahai coldly, "Uncle Xiong, you should not be too pushy. My family considers ourselves unlucky and has paid you money. Why are you forcing my parents-in-law to do something now?"
Xiong Dahai looked at Yang Chunyan and remembered the note. He said unhappily, "People say that your family found bezoar in a cow's stomach. Can't I even ask?"
Zhou Huaian jumped up and said, "Who said that? Call him out and give me the bezoar as compensation."
The corners of Xiong Dahai's mouth twitched a few times, and he thought to himself: A second-rate guy is a second-rate guy, and he can even say such words.
Zhou's mother stepped forward and patted his arm a few times, "You debt collector, who made you want to do that? I owed you in my previous life, wuuuu...wuuuu..."
Zhou Huaian shouted in grievance, "Mom, I'm helping you, why are you hitting me again?..."
Mother Zhou patted him again and said, "I don't need your help. As long as you don't cause trouble for me, your husband and I won't be bullied again and again."
Xiong Dahai said dissatisfiedly: "Look at what you said, I just asked, then..."
"Uncle Xiong," Yang Chunyan interrupted him, pointing at Zhou's father who was coughing and crying, and Zhou's mother who was crying, "You came to ask about bezoar. My parents-in-law also told you clearly that they have never seen bezoar. What else do you want? Do you really think the Zhou family is afraid of you?"
Xiong Dahai looked at the four members of the Zhou family and said angrily, "The cow has turned into cow dung. Of course, if you say it's gone, then it's gone!"
Zhou Huaian sneered, "There wasn't any in the first place. If you want to be stubborn, we can't do anything to you."
Xiong Dahai glared at him fiercely, "You uneducated thing, do you talk to your old man like this?"
"Hahaha," Zhou Huaian said as if he had heard something extremely funny, "My nephew's husband doesn't know how to respect his elders, how can he be well-mannered? You are just fooling your ancestors..."
Seeing Xiong Dahai on the verge of a rage, Zhou's father raised his pipe and pointed at Zhou Huaian, "Get out."
Zhou Huaian shrank his neck and looked at the pipe in his hand, then looked at Xiong Dahai and said, "Just go if you want to. I'm helping you but I'm wrong..."
When Zhou's father saw him leave, he turned and looked at Xiong Dahai, "Old Xiong, whether you believe it or not, the fact is there. My family lost more than three hundred yuan on that cow."
He took a sip of water to moisten his throat, and then said, "At the time, I thought that the money I paid could be used as a lesson for Huai'an. If more than 300 yuan can make him turn back, I think it's worth it!"
He did have this idea in mind when he compensated Xiong Dahai, but he only thought of the beginning and not the ending!
Zhou Huaian, who was squatting at the door of the main room, looked at Zhou's father after hearing this. He could tell that the old man was speaking from the heart and felt mixed emotions for a moment: those few hundred dollars were saved by the whole family through frugality!
Xiong Dahai saw this and realized that he couldn't get the answer he wanted from them. He looked at Zhou's father angrily and said, "I dare say, you are 99% right!"
After saying that, he glanced at Yang Chunyan indifferently, turned around and walked out of the main room.
Zhou Huairong and a few others carrying baskets ran into the yard in a hurry, followed by Zhou Jiaming and a few others.
Seeing Xiong Dahai walking out angrily, Zhou Huaijun stopped and looked at him sarcastically, "Uncle Xiong, my family lost more than 300 yuan on that plague cow. Are you coming to pay me back because you have a change of heart?"
"Damn it, stop taking advantage of me!" Xiong Dahai said and walked out of the Zhou family with a gloomy face.
Zhou Huairong put down the basket and walked quickly into the main hall. "Old man, the news has spread in the village. When we were working in the fields, several people came to ask us what bezoar looks like."
Zhao Huifang said: "There are rumors everywhere that our family found more than a pound of bezoar and sold it for tens of thousands of yuan!"
Li Qiuyue: "That's right. They all described it with such accuracy that it was as if they had seen the bezoar being dug out of a cow's stomach with their own eyes."
Everyone now felt that it was a wise decision to hide the matter of the bezoar from the outside world.
Otherwise, even if you tell others the truth, they won’t believe that you only sold it for a few thousand dollars…
Zhou Huaian said angrily: "It must be that bastard Ma Changgui who spread the news about the bezoar."
Father Zhou glared at him and said, "We have never seen bezoar in our family."
Zhou Huairong and his companions nodded in agreement, "Yes, we have never seen bezoar before!"
A few children didn't understand and shook their heads, "We haven't seen it either."
Mother Zhou looked at her children and grandchildren with some fatigue: "Okay, we are hungry after working all afternoon. Put away the baskets, wash your hands and eat."
Yang Chunyan and her sisters-in-law washed their hands and went to the kitchen. They prepared taro and sorghum rice, cold-mixed ox head, garlic-fried vine vegetables, stir-fried sweet potato tips, a basin of rice soup and taro cooked with oil residue, a bowl of dipping water, and oil for cooking, which seemed to be a little more than before.
Mother Zhou said softly, "The soybean oil we brewed last year is almost finished. I will brew more this year after the beans are harvested, and then we can give each of us a jar."
Zhao Huifang and the others nodded. Yang Chunyan remembered that it would be difficult to buy authentic brewed soy sauce in 20 or 30 years, so she smiled and said, "Mom, teach me when you brew soybean oil this year."
Mother Zhou smiled and said, "It's not difficult if you want to learn. Just follow me when the time comes."
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law brought the food to the table and everyone sat down to eat.
Yang Chunyan ate the taro with big mouthfuls and felt that the taro she grew at home was of very good quality, with a delicate and soft texture.
(End of this chapter)
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