Chapter 73: Prodigal Woman (Part 2)
"What on earth are you thinking about in your little head all day long?"
Seeing her like this, Zhuang Qingning understood her worries at the moment, smiled helplessly, and explained: "Do you really think that my sister is going to kill people?"
"It's not worth doing anything for that kind of person. I just want to teach this family a lesson so they don't spend all their time thinking about other people's money."
"Then what is my sister going to do..." Zhuang Qingsui wiped away her tears and sobbed.
"Well, that depends on how diligent Dahua is." Zhuang Qingning blinked.
Dahua is a cat in the village. No one knows where it came from and ran into the village. Because of its black, white and orange color, it is called Dahua.
Dahua is a cat without an owner. It often runs around from one house to another, eating leftovers from one house and catching mice from another. Because Dahua is docile and not picky about food, and not only does it not hurt people, but it is also diligent in catching mice, so it roams around from house to house and people don't mind it. Sometimes when there are many mice at home, people will specially come to find Dahua to catch mice at home.
In the past, Hua the butcher's family slaughtered pigs and sheep, and there were a lot of offal. Hua the butcher's wife liked cats, and she often brought offal to feed the cats. Dahua especially liked to come here.
Although no one feeds it water anymore due to the death of Mr. and Mrs. Hua the butcher, Dahua still comes here often, begging for food from Zhuang Qingning, and often basking in the sun on the wall here.
At this moment, Dahua was leisurely licking the fur on his front paws after eating two meat dumplings.
"Dahua?" Zhuang Qingsui was stunned again.
Dahua, who was licking his fur, also tilted his head: "Meow?" - The next morning, the roosters crowed three times, and every household began to get up to clean the yard, cook, or work in the fields.
Zhuang Ruman's family is no exception.
Open the yard door, sweep the yard at home, and prepare to eat breakfast and start working.
Just the opening of the yard door frightened Song so much that she screamed and sat down on the ground.
"What's the matter with you making so much noise here? Why can't you let me have peace so early in the morning?"
Yesterday, Zhuang Ruman failed to win over Zhuang Qingning and was instead humiliated. Coming back in fear, he vented all his anger on the Song family.
I just feel that the reason why I am in such a passive position now is all because of that stupid woman Song.
His ears were almost deafened by the scream early in the morning. He became more and more impatient and felt that the Song family was a real unlucky star.
"Master..." Song couldn't utter a word. She just pointed at the old wooden door of the yard with trembling hands.
Zhuang Ruman looked over and his expression changed.
Several rats were hung on the door panel in a row, with their stomachs ripped open and covered in blood. It was disgusting to look at.
This is what Zhuang Qingning said yesterday. This matter is not over yet.
What it means is, if you provoke their family again, they will all be killed, their entire family will be ripped open and no one will survive?
When Zhuang Rumen thought of this, the look in Zhuang Qingning's eyes yesterday, which was like a poisonous snake or a ferocious beast, emerged in his mind, and he couldn't help but shudder again.
It is indeed just a little girl, just like the mouse hanging on the door, very inconspicuous, but mice can bite people.
If this girl gets crazy, she really isn't afraid of anything.
It’s better to stay away from this girl during this period of time.
But in front of Mrs. Song, Zhuang Ruman refused to show the slightest fear. He just cleared his throat and shouted, "They are just a few mice. Have you never swatted them to death or stepped on them to death? Pick them up and get them out quickly."
"I don't know where this wild cat came from to do this evil thing. It's really unlucky..."
"Hurry up and prepare breakfast. There will be a market in town today. I will pack the eggs and carry them to town to sell them. Then I will see if there is any work to be done."
There will be a lot of money to spend in the future, and the work in the fields is too much of a burden for him. He can't do it as a long-term worker, so he has to see if there is any short-term work, so as to earn as much as possible before the busy farming season.
Next, let's see if there is any job that can be done for Zhuang Qinghe, so that this lazy girl won't stay at home and do nothing but slack off and not work.
Zhuang Rumen was thinking about this as he straightened out the clothes he had just put on in a hurry and even re-tied his belt.
I've been eating less oily food recently, so I've tightened my belt an inch further.
When Song heard that Zhuang Ruman wanted to pick up the eggs, her expression suddenly changed, and she said awkwardly, "Well... Boss, it seems that a few of our eggs were taken away by a weasel..."
Weasel? Zhuang Ruman looked up and said, "How do you know the weasel took the eggs? Have you counted the eggs?"
"No, I just guessed..." Song's voice became lower and lower.
"Can you guess that the weasel took away the eggs?" Zhuang Ruman slapped Song in the face: "I think you stole them!"
"You spendthrift woman, eggs are something you can eat? I couldn't bear to eat them, but you ate them secretly. Tell me, how many did you eat?"
Zhuang Ruman was already very unhappy with Song's previous provocation of Zhuang Qingning, and he vented all his anger now. He slapped Song so hard and hard that half of her face swelled up instantly.
“Five…”
Song stretched out five trembling fingers, covering her face with tears, and explained hurriedly: "It was He girl who insisted on eating it yesterday at noon, and I didn't stop her. I thought that since the egg was in the pot, it would be useless if I didn't eat it, so..."
Zhuang Rumen looked at Song with cold eyes, his teeth chattering.
Fortunately, Song usually seemed to obey him, but at this time, she hid the matter from him for the ignorant Zhuang Qinghe.
The eggs were in the pot, and even if they wanted to eat them, they couldn't go over him to share them. Isn't that just looking down on him? Zhuang Ruman became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. He directly pulled out a piece of firewood from the pile of firewood in the yard and hit Song with it.
"Dad, what are you doing? Why are you hitting Mom..." Zhuang Qinghe, who came out after hearing the noise, opened her mouth to persuade the father.
Zhuang Rumen glared and hit Zhuang Qinghe with the firewood stick in his hand.
In an instant, the screams of crying for parents in the yard echoed throughout half the village.
He confessed before anyone even asked him. He is so stupid. He won't be able to seek justice unless he gets beaten.
Zhuang Yuanzhong, who had the chance to sneak out of the yard, couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth. He touched his nose and thought for a while, then went to find a bird's nest to take out the eggs.
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