The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 124 Tragedy
Hong Qi and his mother-in-law had been sitting in the room for a long time. The little naughty boy also knew that something big had happened at home, so he just squatted aside quietly, not daring to play around.

At this time, the mother-in-law suddenly stood up. She picked up a rolling pin on the kitchen table and rolled up her sleeves... Hong Qi thought she was going to Zhong's house to fight, and was about to dissuade her, but saw her turn towards the room. Went inside.

"Peng! Peng! Peng!"

There were several crisp sounds in the room, and after a while, she came out holding a fist-sized white object in her hand.

Hong Qi knew that it was the fairy rice he had hidden in the room, but why did the old lady knock out such a ball? At this time, it was already too late to go to the county town to exchange for grains.

"Baby, what are you doing?" Hong Qi couldn't help but ask.

The mother-in-law put the fairy rice on the kitchen table and wrapped it with a piece of clean linen cloth. "Peng! Peng! Peng!" Another beating.

She waited until the ball of fairy rice was knocked into pieces before she answered angrily: "I'm hungry and want to eat a bowl of white rice porridge."

...Hong Qi is speechless, this is the end of his life!

Seeing that the mother-in-law had poured the rice into the pot, he wanted to rescue it, but the little naughty boy jumped up and cheered loudly...

Alas, Hong Qi sighed heavily, just eat, it won’t be enough to pay back the food anyway.

Fireworks have been lit in the earthen stove at home, and the water in the pot has begun to boil. The mother-in-law and son are squatting by the earthen stove and staring attentively. Their two faces, one big and one small, look very rosy under the firelight.

After a while, a strong rice aroma began to overflow from the pot.

The mother-in-law opened the lid and saw that the water in the pot had turned into white rice soup, and rice grains of different sizes were rolling up and down in it.

This is really a very thick pot of porridge, and there is no bran or broken rice husks in it... Who would have thought that the black stove in Hong Qi's home could cook such a luxurious pot today? Where's the porridge?

The mother-in-law picked up a wooden spoon and kept stirring it. She also smiled and said to her son: "We need to add two more firewood until the fairy rice is fully cooked before we can eat it."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Hong Qi had brought firewood.

He also squatted beside the mother and father, filling the stove mouth with dry firewood one by one...

The sky outside has darkened, and Hong Qi's family is sitting together, drinking rice porridge by the unextinguished stove fire.

The two adults filled two small bowls, and the little naughty boy got a large bowl. He buried his whole face in the bowl and drank with great enthusiasm.

There was some left in the pot, and Hong Qi originally wanted to leave it to Little Naughty, but Little Naughty suddenly raised his head and said, "Dad, can I give Gou Mao a bowl? I said last time that I drank it Gou Mao refuses to believe me about white rice porridge. I told him that next time I make porridge, I will give him a bowl before he will believe me."

Gou Mao is Xiao Naughty's best friend, and Gou Mao's father, Hong Yonggui, is also the same child as Hong Qi.

When Hong Qi divided the immortal rice, he also divided it into Hong Yonggui's house, but Hong Qi knew that Hong Yonggui must have hidden that bit of immortal rice tightly and would never make it into white rice porridge for Gou Mao to drink.

Hong Qi looked at his mother-in-law, but she didn't express anything... Hong Qi then nodded.

Before going out, Xiao Naughty clamored to go with him. Hong Qi was worried that he would fall while walking at night, so he forcibly left him at home.

Holding a bowl of hot porridge in his hand, Hong Qi walked carefully even though he was familiar with the road.

He passed many houses along the way, except for two that were eerily quiet. As long as he got closer to the others, he could hear someone crying desperately inside. For the villagers of Hongjia Village, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Alas, this shitty world and the shitty Zhong family... It would be great if Madam Pan knew what happened here. Madam Pan is so kind-hearted. If she knew, she would definitely help us take away the Zhong family. of.

Hong Qi quickly arrived at Hong Yonggui's house with thoughts running through his mind.

"Yonggui, Yonggui... Hong Yonggui, are you at home?"

Hong Qi shouted three times in a row but got no answer. The house was quiet in the dark night. Not only did Hong Yonggui not answer, but his mother-in-law and son Gou Mao also made no sound.

Where can I go so late? Hong Qi felt a little strange.

They were all people who came and went frequently. Hong Qi didn't shy away from it so much. He just walked up and pushed the door... The door was pushed open a little, but there seemed to be something behind it, and he quickly pushed the door back.

"Yonggui? Are you behind? Why are you blocking the door?"

Hong Qi felt a little scared and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Then he pushed harder... and the door was opened. Before he could even look in, something hit him hard on the face.

"Oh!"

Hong Qi screamed in surprise, and the porridge bowl in his hand fell to the ground.

Some hot white porridge splashed all over his feet, but Hong Qi didn't notice the pain at all. He took several steps back. Through the moonlight, he saw a horrifying scene in the room.

What he just photographed was a pair of human feet, the same feet he had photographed Xiao Hong Yonggui.

There were also the feet of Hong Yonggui's mother-in-law, his son Goumao, and the three members of the family hanging in the air... They hanged themselves behind the door of the house!
It was the midsummer weather in June, but Hong Qi felt that his whole body was so cold that even his blood was freezing to the point of freezing.

Hong Yonggui, Hong Yonggui, this morning I was talking to Hong Qi in the crop field, "comparing" with whose mother-in-law was more fierce.

In the blink of an eye, he had turned into such a cold... thing.

Hongqi knew that he should shout loudly.

However, he tried hard to open his mouth several times, but failed to make even a single sound.

The news that Hong Yonggui's family was forced to hang himself by the Zhong family soon spread throughout Hongjia Village. Villagers who were either silent or crying at home came to the door of Hong Yonggui's house holding torches.

Alas, Hongjia Village, Hongjia Village, the surname Hong is the common surname in this village. Why was he forced into such a situation by a person with a foreign surname from the Zhong family?
The answer is the same as the reason why the Qing Dynasty invaded the country and massacred them in history: they didn’t have a decent leader!

Just like a group of antelopes with long horns, whether they can defeat hungry wolves does not depend on the number of sheep, but on whether the leader is brave and fierce.

It is a pity that the villagers of Hongjia Village do not have such a "leader", so they are now standing in front of Hong Yonggui's house. When they see the scene inside the door, they are very sad (the kind of sadness that a rabbit dies and a fox is sad), and also very sad. anger.

But when the sun rises tomorrow, their disaster will continue.

(End of this chapter)