Song Yuehua said gently, "If the cotton is burned, you can plant it again. Learn from this lesson and don't make the same mistake next time. All you need is people."
Dabao still felt a little disappointed, "That's the cotton that we planted with great effort..."
"Okay, don't think about the burned cotton anymore," Song Yuehua patted his head, "Think about it, there will be more cotton growing in the field in the future."
"Um."
Seeing that the two were covered in cigarette ash, Song Yuehua took them to the well to wash their faces.
It’s scary to think about hundreds of acres of land burning.
Xiaoyu said that many villagers came to put out the fire last night.
But by the time everyone arrived, there was nothing they could do to stop it.
"You go back and change your clothes and continue your class. I will take care of things here." Song Yuehua said to the two of them.
Dabao hummed, and Xiaoyu quietly pulled Song Yuehua's hand, "Sister Song, let's plant well next year."
Song Yuehua smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
After the two left, Song Yuehua returned to the cotton field. Looking at the dark cotton field, she felt that everything in front of her eyes was getting darker and darker.
How could it be okay? That's a lot of money!
I must let her know which beast did this and cut him into pieces!
No matter how nice the words of comfort are, they cannot comfort yourself.
Qin Xiuxiu calmed down Yu Lao Niang and came to her. "The injured have all been treated with medicine. The doctor has been invited. We can only turn the land over and prepare to plant the next crop."
Song Yuehua stared into the distance and asked, "What's going on in the South Courtyard?"
"The cotton fields in the South Yard are all burned." Tan Xiuxiu said, "Baozi thinks someone set the fire and has been causing trouble at Zhou's house for the whole morning."
Song Yuehua was furious and said to Tan Xiuxiu, "Let's prepare to plant potatoes. Do whatever needs to be done. I'll go to Zhou's house too."
Zhou family.
"It's not easy for me to grow these cottons. There must be someone who doesn't like it and wants to cut off my career!" Baozi cried.
When Song Yuehua came over, Baozi's eyes lit up, as if he had found an ally, "Mr. Song, did you see that? Our two families planted a whole mountain of white cotton, and it's all gone!"
"Uncle Dafu," Song Yuehua said, "I also want to figure out whether this is God's will or man's will."
Zhou Dafu looked at the two of them and sighed heavily, "You have people guarding the fields at night, don't you know the situation better than me?"
"I have 200 acres of land! Can I find so many people to guard it?" Baozi said angrily.
Song Yuehua sighed and said, "Why not find Zhang Rushan and bring him back? He might be able to find out something."
"He's just a scholar. You think too highly of him." Baozi said dissatisfiedly.
Song Yuehua said, "That's because you don't understand him, so you would say such things."
As the three were talking, Mr. Zhou came in.
As soon as Baozi saw Uncle Zhou, he shouted for his help.
"The cotton field was burned, so it's only natural to want to find out the truth," Grandpa Zhou said.
Zhou Dafu was about to say something, but Grandpa Zhou waved his hand to stop him.
"The girl's method just now is very good, but if Mr. Bao feels it is inappropriate, he can also report it to the police. It's up to you to choose what to do."
Baozi glanced at Song Yuehua, thought for a moment, and said to Master Zhou, "Master Zhou, I have worked hard to grow hundreds of acres of cotton for more than a year. If this matter is not clarified, how dare I grow anything else? I still believe in the government."
Grandpa Zhou nodded and looked at Song Yuehua, "What do you say?"
"I'll ask Zhang Rushan to come back and investigate." Song Yuehua said.
Grandpa Zhou said, "The situation is unclear now. Once the truth is found out, I will naturally give you an explanation."
After leaving Zhou's house, Baozi also said to Song Yuehua, "This matter has been investigated. If it has anything to do with anyone in the village, you must not be lenient."
"Do I look like a soft-hearted person?" Song Yuehua asked back.
"picture."
Song Yuehua, "..."
Baozi was furious, "Anyway, in this village, I only trust you, I don't trust anyone else."
"Thank you very much." Song Yuehua said dryly.
Baozi originally wanted to say a few heartfelt words to her, but when he saw her dead look, he suddenly became speechless.
After returning home, Song Yuehua poured herself a glass of water. If it was not a natural disaster, then it must be a man-made disaster.
The fire started in the South Yard. Was it aimed at Baozi, or was the fire also intended to burn down the cotton field here?
Baozi thought that the villagers wanted to harm him, then why didn't she encounter this problem when she was growing cotton a few years ago?
Later, Doctor Gu came on a bullock cart to treat the three people.
Song Yuehua asked Mao Daguo to go to the South Courtyard next door to ask if they should treat their injuries at the same time.
Yu Jiubei also woke up, but he was screaming in pain. His wound had already been treated by Grandma Xi, and Doctor Gu would come and prescribe some medicine and it would be almost healed.
The situation with Jiang Mei and Niu is similar.
After a while, Mao Dage also came back from the South Courtyard.
He told Song Yuehua, "The Bao family said that if they are willing to treat it, they can treat it themselves, but fortunately, the injuries in the South Courtyard are all minor, and some are reluctant to spend money and don't want to see a doctor."
Song Yuehua nodded, "Then forget it."
When Doctor Gu came, he heard what Master Ma said about the injured person's condition. He brought the medicine bag with him, so there was no need to go to the county to get the medicine.
Song Yuehua settled the medical fees for him.
"Doctor Gu, how about we go and take a look at the Zhou family as well?" asked Master Ma.
Doctor Gu nodded, and the two of them went down the mountain, carrying their medical box.
Song Yuehua asked Mao Daguo to come with her to the townhouse to see Yu Jiubei.
"Take a good rest for now. You will be paid as usual. Go back to work after you have recovered from your injury." Song Yuehua comforted him.
Old Lady Yu came out with a basin in her hand, smiled at Song Yuehua, and asked, "Boss, it's not a big deal that Dongshan is missing so many people, how about I take over for you?"
Before Song Yuehua could even open her mouth, Mao Da Ge said with disdain, "Old woman, you are already so old, but you are not as fast as others when washing clothes. What kind of work are you doing?"
Yu's mother was also a capable person. She cursed back, "I am a capable person. I can do a better job than you. My eldest son almost lost his life for his boss. What's wrong with giving me a job?"
Song Yuehua glanced at her without saying anything. She simply stood at the door and asked Yu Jiubei.
"Yu Jiubei, do you think so too?"
Yu Jiubei endured the pain and said, "Boss, don't listen to my mother's nonsense. She is not capable of doing any work. I have already let you down for not being able to keep your cotton field..."
At this time, a little girl came into the room carrying a bowl of water.
Song Yuehua looked at the child and asked, "Teach your daughter to learn a few words, or give her two months' salary as compensation. Choose one."
"I want my wages!"
Mrs. Yu quickly took over the conversation.
Song Yuehua ignored him and just listened to what Yu Jiubei said.
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