"The Yan family will definitely come for revenge. What should we do now?" Li Yi's father said with worry on his face.
"Wynn Lee, how can you take the lead in coaxing us? We are a village and we all have to live. In this place, now we have to die for them. Our children are still young. The old people are getting very old too, hey!"
Even Li Lang's father, who always liked to joke and laugh, looked sad and miserable when he was sitting on the ground.
The eldest son Li Long was standing next to him. The younger son had just been kicked in the stomach and was still squatting there in pain.
His wife has always been eloquent, but a young married woman from out of town is now frowning and not saying a word.
Next to her was an old boss, and an old woman who lost an eye.
A family of six people are all here at this moment,
In fact, it’s not just their family that’s like this.
Basically everyone in the village, young and old, is here.
Although many people just followed suit, they were not as ruthless as the Yan family. The blood on the ground was basically shed by the Murakami themselves.
Although many people were seriously injured, they still did not dare to go back.
At this time, the worry in my heart is even more uncomfortable than the pain in my body.
"You young people have quick brains. You should take advantage of the crowd and think of a way. When the time comes, people will really bring people over to strangle the child. If the child is caught and beaten to death, it will be too late to regret. I will follow you. You guys say...Ouch!" Little Fang's father said loudly.
Xiao Daozi was standing next to his mother. Even he, a child who didn't understand anything, knew that something bad had happened to everyone in the village.
He is also the youngest in the village in Li Zhuangzhong.
From Nantou through the field ridge to the third house in the west, Fanfan's family also walked over, followed by several men and women from Nantou.
They are all from the same village. In fact, there are several rows of rice between the South Village and the North Village.
Li Yi's father said to Fanfan and the others from a distance: "The Yan family is coming, let's fight and run away from them."
When Fanfan's father heard that the Yan family was beating him, he ran away, "That's okay, they will definitely beat me again when the time comes."
"You also know, none of us don't know! Isn't there nothing we can do now? You see, although we fight with others, many of us don't dare to fight with force. It's obvious that we have suffered, and we still have to bear the burden. I want you to take revenge." Xiao Jianzi said.
"How dare you? You know that the Yan family is here, so don't mess with them!"
Beside Fanfan's father, the eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy couldn't stand it anymore and said with a frown.
"Isn't there a distant relative in your family who married into the Yan family? If you don't tell me, maybe people won't blame Lian." Li Lang's father said.
"How is it possible to practice? The relative I married is also a distant relative of the Yan family, and I can't say anything."
Xiao Maozi refused. He was thinking about taking his family to his relative's house to hide during this period.
"Then you still blow every day." Master Hongfeng said.
Xiao Maozi immediately became unhappy, his mouth curled up, and he shouted at Mr. Hongfeng, an old man in his sixties or seventies: "I don't care what your business is. "
"What are you talking about? The floor next to you is numb, and you are still scolding the old man. You have the guts."
Father Hongfeng said to Mao Zi very unhappily.
The beating he had just made was not painful, and now he was worried about being hit again. He was so angry that he took the hoe and wanted to hoe this little ruffian to death.
"You're paralyzed, come on, let him come, I'm afraid of you."
Xiao Maozi looked like a ruffian and had long hair. When he got up, he roared and frightened Xiao Daozi and the other children.
He picked up a stone and was about to throw it at Father Hongfeng.
If Fanfan's father and Xiaohong's father hadn't been stopped by two tall, powerful and tall people, he would have smashed him over.
Dad Hongfeng was also stopped by Dad Qizi and Dad Xiaofang.
"You let him come over, I will definitely beat him to death today. You guys from Lizhuang, you guys, you guys, you're all waiting to die." The little Maozi spoke the local dialect of his hometown, and looked like a little ruffian. He was still yelling, and he was yelling at the whole village.
"Practice whatever you say." Even Fanfan's father, who lives next door to Mao Zi's family, couldn't bear it anymore and ignored him.
If he hadn't seen Hongfeng's father chasing after him, he would have been hoeed if he ran so fast.
This little ruffian ran towards the farmland like a dog.
"It's numb. It's from the next door." He shouted while running, "Wait and die. Bye."
Soon his voice disappeared over the farmland at the end of the field.
But everyone was obviously feeling more uncomfortable than before, "What should we do now! Father Xiao Fang, do you mean practice?" Father Li Yi asked.
Little Fang's father is also a tall man. He said whatever comes to mind at this time: "According to me, this matter is to protect Mr. Shen, we are doing this. We will wait for Mr. Shen to come back. His family told him that they would work out a solution when the time comes. Those of you who are injured, please go home as soon as possible. Take a wash and rub something. Don’t get sick by then."
"I can only stay here." Li Yi's father said.
Many of us suffered serious injuries, and the weather was cold. Some older people were particularly worried that their young men would be infected with the disease.
