They looked at their father longingly, feeling confused and helpless. They were both hungry and had stomachaches. They are all grown men, who are most capable of making love but can't help being hungry.
Zhao Dayu was also helpless and at a loss. What could he do? There is really no way. "Let's pack up and go back to Old Sow Village."
There was nothing much to pack, nothing at all except the clothes on my body.
"Dad, are you going back?"
They really can't move. If they move again, they will really die!
Zhao Da had a terrible headache, but he couldn't move.
"No, let's take the village ox cart back. When we get there, we'll ask your grandfather to pay." He couldn't save face now. If he did, he would suffer.
After encountering such a big change, he just wanted to hug his father and cry.
"Okay, take the bullock cart."
I used to look down on it, thinking it was smelly and broken, but now... it’s great now that I don’t have to use my legs to hold it, it’s really great!
Zhao Da talked to the rickshaw driver in the village and his father gave him money when he returned. The rickshaw driver was surprised but said nothing and just nodded.
"father!"
When Boss Zhao saw the old man, he felt like he had found his backbone and hugged the old man's thighs.
Everyone in the yard was dumbfounded. What was going on? The old man is still alive and well, but it seems like he will die soon.
"What's going on? What happened?" Old man Zhao had a bad feeling. He hadn't seen a boss lose his composure like this in decades, even if he failed the exam. Something must have happened that he didn't know about.
Looking at the father and his two sons, they were all wearing yesterday's clothes, and the two older grandsons looked very haggard.
"Dad, my house was robbed!" Boss Zhao hugged him, tears and snot all over his face.
The old man's eyelids twitched uncontrollably as he thought of how his family had been robbed a few days ago.
Wang rushed forward and grabbed Zhao Da's arm, "What's missing? What did you steal? Have you reported it to the police?"
"Wow, wow, wow..." Zhao Jia'er looked at her mother and couldn't help crying. "It's all gone. Everything is gone. It's just like grandpa's house. They stole everything. Not even a grain of rice was left."
"Mother, it was Mrs. Wei. She and others robbed our house. She was afraid of being caught, so she ran away!"
Wang was completely hopeless and sat down on the ground. It was over, all over!
The old man's hands trembled, "Have you reported it to the police?"
"It's reported, the bailiffs are going after him." He knew in his heart that it was basically impossible to catch him back.
"Who the hell is this thief? Not only did he steal from our house, he also wanted to take advantage of you. You will die a miserable death, you despicable bastard. You will have no descendants.
We give them money, but they will be choked to death if they take it. Oh, God, I can't live anymore, I can't live anymore! ”
The old woman also sat on the ground, patting the ground, and the dust around her was flying. Cursing and eating dust.
Li watched from the side with his mouth twitching.
"Brother, what exactly was stolen from you? Was it just the food that was taken away from some families?" Zhao Dayong looked at the couple as if the sky was falling. He was very curious about how much wealth they had saved without telling anyone.
"How could there be only a little food, and..."
"Boss!" Old man Zhao shouted, stopping Mr. Zhao from talking in time.
Zhao Dayu was startled and almost let the cat out of the bag.
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