"Second brother, what's the matter?" What are you doing in the pigsty? Are you not going to let me live a peaceful life? It's been so noisy all day! Does this house even look like a home?! "
Madame Li was escorted by a large group of people as she slowly walked over, like an old lady from a wealthy family. Her face was gloomy, just like the dark sky where a thunderstorm was approaching.
It was rowdy last night as well as today. If not for proper discipline, no one would think much of an old woman like her, Lady Li thought sinisterly.
"Mother …"
Ye Dazhuang turned around and called out to Madame Li in a low voice. He was depressed and depressed, his entire being was like a dead vegetable.
Thinking about his family, his wife fainting, his daughter getting injured, his youngest son crying until his face turned red, extremely pitiful, he was angry, but at his own mother, no matter how bad and biased she was, it was still his mother who gave birth to him and raised him.
On one side was his home which he had meticulously protected, and on the other was the people who had raised him. For a moment, this honest and boorish man was unable to make a choice. He tightly pursed his lips, his heart in chaos, not knowing what to say.
Seeing this, Qi Mu sneered and thought to herself, 'This father of hers is great, but his mind isn't.' She thought about her parents and brothers and how they had always abandoned their wives and children for the sake of everyone. She coldly opened her mouth and said:
"What is a family? This Ye family is going to force us to death. If we die, this Ye family will be safe! Grandma, you have to be safe! "
Qi Mu's words were extremely disrespectful and disrespectful in ancient times. In ancient times, the juniors would never interrupt the elders' questions, let alone reply with such a vile and disobedient tone.
The warmth from his fingertips suddenly flashed through his mind. When he lifted off the clothes of his cheap mother and saw those criss-crossing, deep wounds that he could not bear to look at, he could not bear to endure any longer.
The person she told Yang Yang to look for hadn't arrived yet, but even if this wasn't the best time to fight the other Ye Family members, her chest was still filled with a monstrous anger. Her nails dug into the flesh of her palms uncontrollably, and the pain forced her to use all her strength to protect her!
"You! You! "You!"
In the Ye family, no one had ever talked to her like this. She was furious in her heart, and no longer maintaining her kind and kind appearance, she stretched out her hand and pointed directly at Qi Mu, saying "you" three times in a row. Her gaze was like a steel knife as it chopped at Qi Mu.
Seeing that Qi Mu was indifferent, unmoved and even a little gloomy, Lady Li suddenly felt weak in her heart. She turned to Ye Dazhuang and said sternly:
"Second brother, look at this good daughter of yours. Are you trying to anger me to death?!" Do you think this old woman has lived too long? "
"How have I let down your room?" It's always been a bowl of water that's carried peacefully. If you don't eat in the main house, do you think I won't care about your lives? "
"Every month, everyone will send you food. Don't tell me that food fell down from the sky?" Or did she steal it? "Also, did the clothes of sister Mu and brother Yang fall from the sky as well?"
"What have I done wrong to you, boys and girls? Which boy or girl in the village is like me, making new clothes every year? You guys want to ruin me like this …"
As Madame Li spoke, her eyes actually reddened slightly. She used her sleeve to cover her face and her voice became increasingly sorrowful and gloomy, as if she was an old man abandoned by a child.
When Ye Dazhuang saw that his own mother was still standing under the scorching sun at such an age, he felt even worse. He wanted to go up and comfort her, but he was still unable to do so.
No matter what the elders did, the juniors would always respect them.
He saw Qi Mu stubbornly raising his head and sitting there without any help. His eyes were filled with endless grief and indignation. The tears on his face that were not dried suddenly appeared in his eyes under the sunlight.
His lips moved, but in the end, he could not say anything.
Like a spectator, Qi Mu silently took in everything in front of him with a clear mind.
She was waiting, brewing. She quietly pulled out a wooden hairpin from Yang Lili's head and placed it in her sleeve, enduring the pain.
Since it had already begun, she had to seize every opportunity and use all her strength. She wanted to use the pain they had given her to trample on them, topple them, and strike back!
Hearing the approaching footsteps, the corners of Qi Mu's lips curled up into an almost invisible curve. Two streams of tears suddenly rolled down his face. His body trembled and he began to cry lightly under restraint.
Too much is too little, first to suppress it, then to promote it.
"What is he doing? Ye Family? "
The group of people entered in a line. The one leading them was the village chief of Niu Manor, Niu Fusheng. He was the first one to ask a question.
Aunt Lin held onto Yang Yang and was half a step behind the village. Her forehead was dripping with sweat, and she was somewhat worried as she glanced at Qi Mu, who was crying.
On the other hand, the Wang family's sister-in-law was looking up and down at the Ye family with a disdainful expression.
Some of the other families from Niu Manor also came. The ones walking in front were mostly women who liked to gossip and were restless. There were also a few simple and honest men. They were afraid that something really happened and hurriedly followed their wives … People were surrounding the family of Ye.
His forehead was broad, his eyebrows thick, his skin black and red. He looked rugged, even vicious. However, his face was stiff and stiff like the skin of a drum.
Perhaps because he had been in the village for many years, he had a dignified, steady appearance. Although he was not tall, he had four powerful limbs. Even if he was not the village chief, he was still a character that no one dared to look down upon.
Ever since she was married to a cow farm, this cow was already the village chief. She was a strict and ruthless woman, and when she was the new wife, she saw that the cow had made a deep impression on those dishonest people in the village. She was actually a little afraid of him, so she wiped her eyes and said:
"This second brother wants to force me to death!" "I'm just an old woman, how could I be a hindrance to their path. This way of trampling me day and night, making a good home, so that I don't look like a home anymore and don't allow others to live …"
"I've been in Niu Manor for so many years, when have I ever treated people badly …"
"What are you trying to do after all this ruckus …"
Everyone listened carefully. Their eyes turned to Ye Dazhuang and Qi Mu and looked them up and down. They were all confused.
Ye Family's pigsty was surrounded by a thick fence. The crowd was not directly facing the door and was a bit far away. Yang Lili, who was in the arms of Qi Mu, could not be seen as Qi Mu sat there sobbing.
They had heard from Auntie Lin that the daughter-in-law of the Ye family's 2nd house was being worked to death, so they hurried over. However, they didn't see that pitiful daughter-in-law at the scene, and only saw Madame Li's painful face as she complained.
Madame Li was extremely famous in the village, and she had never heard of anyone who would be embarrassed. Even the "money-losing" girls that were unwelcome in the village were as good as boys. Just by looking at the clothes that the Ye family's oldest daughter, Sister Qiao, usually wore, she could tell.
Therefore, someone immediately jumped out and criticized:
"Dazhuang, even if we are farmers, we still care a lot about the elderly, what's going on with you?!"
This was a man from the Liu family who lived to the east of Niu Manor. He was a straightforward person with a straightforward mind.
When a person said something, he would incite more people to say something. Suddenly, there was a loud noise.
"That's right, Dazhuang, it's such a hot day for you to suffer standing on your own mother's side …"
"Da Zhuang, why can't you do something unfilial …"
"Dazhuang, do you remember that your mother couldn't let the main house eat? It became so noisy …"
"Dazhuang, what did you call us here for …"
The peasants also paid attention to the simple and filial ways. Looking at Madame Li's trembling and aged appearance, they were sure that the Ye Family's Second House was looking for trouble. They started to criticize Ye Dazhuang and Qi Mu.
Ye Dazhuang lowered his head and clenched his fists. He did not dare to look at anyone and was reprimanded by them, as if he had committed a grave mistake.
When Madame Li heard the crowd criticizing Ye Dazhuang, a trace of happiness flashed across her eyes. After this incident, her reputation in the village would only get better, and she would be respected even more …
Qi Mo coincidentally caught a glimpse of Lady Li's secret delight. She sneered in her heart as she lowered her head to cover the disdain in her eyes. The Li Clan's favorite person wasn't actually her third son, but herself.
She silently listened to the villagers, the increasingly unpleasant discussions, the increasingly piercing gazes, the seven people enduring and not speaking. She silently listened to the villagers, the increasingly unpleasant discussions, the increasingly sharp gazes, the seven people enduring and not speaking.