Chapter 1079

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Chapter 1079

I carried Wang Yonghong, whose head was covered with blood, back to the village. Ye Zi followed me, and I asked her to look natural.

"Yo!"

"Isn't this Erhongzi!"

"Did you fall or something! There's so much blood, go find a doctor quickly!"

"Aunt Qiu! Stop washing clothes and go and notify Erhongzi's mother!"

His mother is over seventy years old. Despite her age, she is also known as an unreasonable shrew in the village. Once, Erhongzi got drunk and caused trouble and bullied a woman from the same village. She was beaten. His mother not only refused to admit her fault, but also They cried and made trouble and went to the county to file a complaint. Finally, the victim was asked to pay 300 yuan to the mother and son.

Not long after, an old lady with thin cheeks and gray hair hurried over.

"Son! Son! Wake up!"

"Ye Zi! What's wrong with my son!"

The old lady's eyes were red and she was excited.

As she shouted with a loud voice, more and more people gathered around and started talking.

"Ye Zi, tell me! What's going on with my son!"

I winked quietly and taught Ye Zi how to say it on the way here. Now I am not afraid of people looking at me. On the contrary, the more people look at me, the better.

Ye Zi is tone-deaf and can't sing well, but she is an actress and can act. I think she should not participate in Super Girls. She should go to Hengdian for a better career and maybe win a Golden Bull Award.

She was questioned sternly by the old lady, and everyone in the village was looking at her, because no one knew how Er Hongzi ended up like this.

I saw Ye Zi clenching his sleeves and biting his lower lip until it was bitten and bleeding.

Then, Ye Zi's eyes turned red, and she looked as if she had been greatly wronged. She was so wronged that she could not speak.

"I see!"

At this time, someone shouted: "Zi Zi! Did Erhongzi play tricks on you! ("Playing tricks on you" is the local dialect, which means indecent."

"Hurry up and say yes!"

Ye Zi sobbed intermittently, lowered her head, and kept wiping tears. She walked to me and held my arm tightly.

The man who shouted turned his head and looked at me, and said loudly: "Did Erhongzi play tricks on you? You shouted for help! In order to save you, this little brother beat Erhongzi with a stick! Isn't that right?"

Hearing these words, Ye Zi couldn't help crying, and tears fell from his eyes.

"nonsense!"

Facing the crowd of onlookers, the old lady hugged Erhongzi, whose head was covered with blood, and yelled: "How could my son play tricks on her! My son hasn't woken up yet! She can say whatever she wants!"

"Erhong's mother, no one in Tianjing Village knows what kind of virtue your son has. Why are you so good at it? You still want to beat the leaves."

"That's right, it's good that they didn't call the police to arrest your son, and he's also very capable."

Some women advised: "Second aunt, stop talking and quickly find a car to take her to the health center to have a look."

After a while, I pulled Ye Ye and squeezed out of the crowd.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Ye Zi winked at me.

What is the highest critical level of performance?

The highest state is to stand there, not saying a word, and everyone watching understands.

There were only three people at the scene, me, her, and Er Hongzi.

Erhongzi didn't see the hole in the dirt bag. I'm so scared. Besides, even if he wakes up right now, he won't be able to argue, and even if he jumps into the Yellow River, he won't be able to clean himself up.

I believe he would do the same thing if he had his head on.

Ye Zi's father went to the fields early in the morning. He only learned about this from his neighbors when he came back in the morning. He immediately hurried back with a hoe on his back.

Ye Zi and I were talking and laughing in the room, discussing how much money we could share.

Hearing the sound of the door opening in the courtyard, Ye Zi's eyes immediately turned red.

"father!"

"My daughter!"

"Are you okay!"

"Tell dad! Is Er Hongzi's grandson playing tricks on you?"

"If he's playing tricks on you! I'm going to beat him to death right now!"

Ye Zi choked up and sobbed, "Dad, it's all thanks to Xiang Feng that he didn't play tricks on me."

"Okay, okay, that's good, that's good...Daughter, you scared daddy to death."

Ye Zi's father was excited when he held my hand and expressed his gratitude repeatedly. For this reason, he specially killed the hens raised in the yard and cooked some dishes for me at noon.

At the dinner table, Ye Zi’s dad asked me with a smile: “Young man, my daughter said your name is Xiang Feng, right?”

I nodded.

"Where is your home?"

"Northeastern, Heilongjiang."

"It's so far... Then why did you come to our ravine?"

"I'm here for a trip." I said without raising my head while eating rice.