Second Sister Nongmen has space

Chapter 13 Cruel Abuse
Song Lizheng coughed and changed the subject: "Daping, I went to your house just now and told the three idiots that the matter of corvee service should be decided earlier, and the town will come to pick people up the day after tomorrow. Come, you will be punished."

Hearing about the corvee service, Song Zhenping nodded with a dull expression: "Master Li, my second uncle and grandma are in charge of my family."

Song Lizheng sighed, but he had nothing to say when he said this suddenly.

Even Lizheng, who is Song, dared not interfere with Song's second family's affairs, so how could these two children intervene.

Feeling guilty, he wanted to express his concern again, but seeing that the small "firewood pile" next to him could no longer stand up, he could only wave his hands: "You guys go back quickly! Don't get tired!"

"Hey!"

Song Zhenping responded softly, lowered his head, tightened his back rope with one hand, and helped his brother lift the hook rope on the firewood stack with the other hand, trying to save his brother some strength.

The two brothers staggered and walked towards the house again.

Seeing the back of the two leaving, Song Lizheng sighed again and shook his head helplessly.

It is said that it is difficult for honest officials to cut off household chores.

Song Laoer's family continued to commit minor crimes, and they did not commit major crimes, so they could not report to the government or use the law.

But there was such a shameless stepmother on the stall who kept saying that she was "having an affair" with her.

If he paid more attention to Song Laoer's family in this place, he would be drowned by the spittle of the villagers, and he would have no time to hide, so he dared not intervene.

The two children have an uncle and a milk, a house and a land, and their lives are harder than the beggars in the town. It's really pitiful for the eldest son of the Song family.

As soon as Song Zhenping and his brothers left, those snoopers appeared again. They dared to joke with Lizheng, but they didn't dare to offend the shameless and lifeless Mrs. Gu.

In recent years, if anyone wants to speak a fair word for the eldest son of the Song family, the old Mrs. Gu and the young Mrs. Gu would rush to the door of the house, cursing and making noise, throwing feces and urinating, and doing everything.

People who are like shit can't be beaten or scolded, and everyone keeps away from them.

No matter how sympathetic Xiaoshi Village was, the two brothers who saw the eldest son of the Song family had to hide for fear of causing the pair of shrews to scold them.

Seeing that Lizheng hadn't left yet, someone boldly asked, "Uncle Wu, Song Defu's family said who will go to the corvee this time?"

Everyone knows that only Song Defu has not been fingerprinted in the whole village, and he obviously wants to be lazy.

Song Lizheng was feeling annoyed, when he heard that person asking about this again, he stared and said: "This is doing something for the court, even the king of heaven and I can't hide, if he doesn't come out, he will pay, someone will always take care of him."

After finishing speaking, he spat on the ground again, and started to walk with his hands behind his back, but he was stopped by someone to ask other questions, so he had to stop.

In the Song family courtyard, Song Zhenping and his brothers saw that the door of the main room was tightly closed, so they quietly went to the firewood pile, for fear of disturbing the family members.

The second aunt hated the younger brother Song Zhen'an the most, whenever she heard his voice, she would beat someone up.

Song Zhenping first helped his younger brother unload the firewood, and then he untied the noose on his shoulders.

The spine that was bent due to the weight suddenly slackened, and the soreness made his eyes black, and he almost fell.

"Brother, brother!" Next to him, Song Zhen'an, who was panting heavily, supported him, and shouted softly, his face turned pale with anxiety.

Song Zhenping sat down and calmed down, then shook his head to the worried younger brother and said, "It's okay, brother is just tired, I'll go into the room after a while."

Yesterday morning, my grandma only gave me two hard buns, and then I drove myself and my younger brother out to cut firewood, and said that we would not be allowed to come back until we had cut ten loads of firewood.

The firewood around the village is almost sold out, and if you want to get good firewood for sale, you have to go a long way.

It will take at least five days to chop ten loads of firewood.

It has been two days now, and the dry food I brought was given to my younger brother. I have not eaten for three meals and I am too hungry to hold on.

Another time someone brought a letter saying that something happened at home and asked him to come back quickly. The person who brought the letter also said that it was his mother's words, so Song Zhenping hurriedly packed up his things and came back.

At this moment, he felt uneasy, there was not enough firewood, and it would be no good to ask himself to come back now.

It's already cold at night in this season, and I don't know how long I and my younger brother will be kneeled again.

While the two brothers were talking, the door of the main room opened, and old Gu, holding the door handle, rushed to the firewood stack like a whirlwind.

Before Song Zhenping, who was sitting on the pyre, got up, Mrs. Gu had already cursed: "Cripple, did you steal a cornbread yesterday morning?"

Song Zhen'an was so frightened that he shivered all over, and huddled beside his elder brother without saying a word. He remembered the half-faced cornbread that his elder brother secretly stuffed for him when he went out yesterday morning.

Song Zhenping said weakly: "Grandma, two cornbreads are not enough to eat, Xiaoan is still young, he can't hold on to hunger, and has to go up the mountain to collect firewood, so I took half an extra cornbread for him to eat."

Old Gu cursed with his two eyeballs erect: "Fart! You bastards are talking nonsense, someday there will be no shortage of your food, and you will steal it at home.

I'm not your own grandma, so you deliberately smear my reputation outside, to see if I don't kill you two disaster stars. "

As she spoke, she swung the door bar and hit Song Zhenping on the head.

Song Zhenping was exhausted right now, let alone hiding, he didn't even have the strength to stand up and get out of the way.

Seeing the wooden stick with thick arms hit him, he could only raise his arms to protect his head and face.

At this moment, Song Zhen'an next to him didn't say a word, but rushed forward, blocked the stick with his body, and murmured: "It's because I ate corn bread, don't hit brother!"

"Oh!"

"Humph!"

Song Zhenan's thin back was hit, and his face turned pale in an instant. He couldn't breathe, and he slid limply on the ground.

Old Gu had long wanted to beat Song Zhenping hard. After all, he was a 19-year-old boy, and even an old woman would not be able to bear her if he fought back, so he chose to do it when he was exhausted and had no strength to resist.

I had used up all my strength just now, I just wanted to beat Song Zhenping to death, and let Song Liyun know that he was in charge of this family.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhen'an would go to protect her.

"Little brother!"

Song Zhenping exclaimed, he staggered to his feet, hugged Song Zhenan and slapped Song Zhenan hard on his chest.

Fortunately, after only a few breaths, Song Zhenan burst into tears.

If Song Liyun's weakness is the two brothers in the family, then Song Zhenping's weakness is the younger brother who was brought up by him.

He can be starved and beaten, but he must not let others bully his younger brother. Mrs. Gu's action completely angered Song Zhenping, and his blood rushed into his brain.

He has endured this kind of life for ten years, struggling on the verge of life and death every day. Today, he should be the one who was beaten, and his younger brother took it. What about tomorrow?What about tomorrow?
Song Zhenping put the crying Song Zhenan beside the woodpile, and then grabbed Mrs. Gu's skirt, her eyes were bloodshot, and she gritted her teeth, "Damn woman, Xiao An and I work every day, and we can't get enough to eat. If you don't dress warmly, you will still be beaten and scolded casually by you.

I want to break your heart to see if it is fleshy, why are you so cruel and insist on abusing us. "

Seeing Song Zhenping, who could only endure severe beatings since childhood, suddenly put on a desperate look, Mrs. Gu shrank into a ball in fright.

But she has not been beating people for a day or two, she has long been used to it.

At this time, Song Zhenping didn't even listen to what he was saying, and just screamed with his neck straight: "Grandson is going to beat grandma, goddamn beast, help! He's killing someone! Second child! Second child, come and save me!" mother!"

(End of this chapter)