"Damn it! Why am I so unlucky!"
"Someone must have harmed me!"
"Ouch, it hurts so much!"
A sharp cry came from the main room.
"Cluck, cluck!"
In the yard, Fang Xiang seemed not to hear the sound coming from the other side. He held the basin in one hand and sprinkled golden millet on the ground with the other hand.
The chickens immediately clucked and came to eat.
Old man Fang came out of the west room, his hair was gray and he looked a little listless.
"Shoko, take a rest if you're tired. Your leg injury hasn't healed yet."
Old Man Fang wanted to take over his grandson's job, but was rejected by his grandson.
Fang Xiang said, "Master, you go and rest. My injury is nothing serious, and feeding chickens is not tiring."
Fang Xiang's complexion now actually looked much better than before, and he looked a little relaxed.
Old Mrs. Fang came out from the main room.
Old Man Fang glanced towards the main hall and asked in a low voice, "How is she?"
Old Madam Fang put the medicine bowl aside and whispered, "It's quite serious. I estimate he'll be out of bed for seven or eight days."
Her voice was low, but it carried a hint of relief and joy.
Old Man Fang could hardly suppress the smile on his face.
Old Madam Fang patted her old man, signaling him not to overdo it and let the people inside hear. Then she whispered to Fang Xiang, "Let your grandfather feed him. You should take a rest. Your knees aren't healed yet. Don't tire yourself out!"
When the old lady said this, her eyes were filled with heartache for her grandson, and at the same time, she felt guilty.
She turned her head and glanced towards the main hall, lowering her voice and saying, "She can't see me now anyway, so do whatever you want. Don't be afraid, go out and play for a while!"
If she had to say what Mrs. Fang regretted most in her life, it was proposing marriage to Fang Xiang's aunt Hu Xianghua on behalf of her son.
Before Fang Xiang's mother passed away, Old Lady Fang had seen Hu Xianghua. At that time, she felt that she was a gentle woman. Although she was not as pretty as Fang Xiang's mother, she was not bad either. She was also Fang Xiang's mother's biological sister, so she couldn't be bad at all.
I originally thought that this aunt would definitely treat Fang Xiang well, but who knew that woman was so vicious. Ever since she married Fang Hongjiang, she has abused Fang Xiang in various ways, and she has no respect for the old couple, the old lady, at all.
But in front of Fang Hongjiang, there was another face.
Old Mrs. Fang just felt that she was really old and could still be blinded by an eagle.
Fang Xiang glanced in the direction of the main hall.
He went to bed late last night and heard the sound of Hu Xianghua going to the bathroom at night. After a while, he heard a scream.
Afterwards, Fang Xiang woke up Old Lady Fang to go and see, only to find out that Hu Xianghua had stepped on a stone and fallen in the toilet, and was kneeling right on the coal slag used to cover the stolen goods in the toilet.
Cinders mixed with sharp gravel.
Hu Xianghua's knees were covered in blood and flesh, and she couldn't even get down. She could only cry and wail in the house. Of course, she had no time to care about Fang Xiang.
A little girl's words suddenly appeared in Fang Xiang's mind.
——Brother, you must have had a hard time. There will definitely be retribution for treating people like you!
These words kept spinning in Fang Xiang's mind.
He spilled the remaining handful of chicken feed and wiped his hands: "Grandpa and grandma, I'm going out for a while."
He now kind of wants to go meet the little girl.
Watching Fang Xiang walk out the door with his somewhat unsteady steps, Old Man Fang couldn't help but sigh.
"When will this day end..."
Old Mrs. Fang thought of something and gritted her teeth.
"It would be best to let the one in the room lie down for a few more days."
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