The story of the peasant girl who is reborn

Chapter 7

The loss of nearly thirty chickens was no less than a bolt from the blue to the Yun family.

The villagers are gloating.

"Grandma, grandma, I saw our big flower!"

When Mrs. Yun was rolling all over the floor, crying and crying, Yun Shouzong, the only son of the big family of the Yun family, suddenly ran in from the yard and yelled loudly.

"What? What are you talking about? Where is the big flower?"

The old lady Yun was like a spirit possessed, and her movements were as fast as a gust of wind.The first glance was still rolling on the ground, but the second glance had already rushed to Yun Shouzong, holding Yun Shouzong in his arms.

"In the chicken coop of Yun Laolai's house, the head of the village!"

"What?!"

The old lady Yun immediately howled, calling her three sons, the eldest Yun Fu'an, the second Yun Fugui, and the third Yun Fuping, leading a group of child soldiers, they marched mightily towards the head of Yun's village.

Yun Laolai is well-known as a rascal in Yunjia Village.What is his real name, few people care about.Yun Laolai has become his name now.

Seeing the battle, the neighbors of the Yun family followed behind one after another, preparing to watch the excitement.

Old Master Yun was sitting on the kang of Yun's house, sighing, smoking bag after bag of dry tobacco.Suddenly the crying and howling in the yard stopped, and the old man frowned and went down to the ground.

"What about people? Where do people go when they die?"

Seeing that all his family members had disappeared, old master Yun became anxious and shouted anxiously.

Yun Jing turned out from the backyard with a basket of pig grass on her back, and said in a low voice, "Go, go to the village to find Yun Laolai..."

"It's Sanya, you cut pigweed, then, go early and come back early, be careful!"

When Grandpa Yun saw Yun Jing, his eyes flickered a little, and he couldn't speak clearly.

Yun Jing didn't think much about it, she responded in a low voice, and walked towards the back of the mountain except for the yard of Yun's house.

Grandpa Yun watched Yun Jing walk away, heaved a long sigh, then took a step, and rushed towards the village.Yun Laolai is not easy to get along with, if this matter is not handled well, it will cause a commotion.

"That's my rhubarb!"

"This is my Xiaobai!"

"My house..."

Mrs. Yun took the whole family to find Mr. Yun to settle accounts, but discovered situations one after another on the way.The chickens she lost were found one after another in the chicken coops of the villagers.

Before arriving at Yun Laolai's house, Mrs. Yun and her party had recovered more than a dozen chickens.

The villagers who had followed the Yun family to watch the excitement suddenly dispersed. They watched for a while and guessed what was going on.This is someone deliberately taking revenge on Yun Yuchen's family. Maybe the Yun family's chickens are also in their chicken coop.

This is a surprise!
A group of people scattered like birds and beasts, and went back to count their chicken coops.

Mrs. Yun watched these people disperse, but she still hasn't recalled it.But Yun Fuping's wife, Mrs. Song, figured it out and yelled loudly!

"I'm so unconscionable, if you steal our chicken, it will rot your intestines!"

Mrs. Yun really panicked now!
She hurriedly let the family members disperse, and searched for their chickens all over the village.However, Mrs. Yun is the person who is most familiar with these chickens. She can recognize each chicken, and the rest of the family can't.

On this day, many people in Yunjia Village were killing chickens!
For a dead chicken whose feathers have been stripped off, unless Mrs. Yun has piercing eyes, she can only watch the chicken and howl.

"fragrant!"

"good to eat!"

……

At noon, everyone who is eating chicken is smiling.It's not my own chicken, so it tastes like no psychological burden at all.This free chicken is delicious!

Compared to the laughter of these people, the Yun family is covered by dark clouds.

"The one surnamed Yun is all the fault of that funeral star, I don't care about it, you send her away to me quickly!"

Old Mrs. Yun crossed her legs and sat on the kang, growling at Mr. Yun.

"Aren't you messing around? In more than ten days, Sanya'er will go out. If you drive her out at this time, what will the Mo family think of us?"

"I do not care!"

Old lady Yun felt that she couldn't bear it any longer.

Over the years, she has brought up that funeral star and implicated her third son, and she is still a scholar until now.Now, she can't bear it anymore!
She had diarrhea yesterday and almost died, but today her chicken was eaten by others!
This is killing her!

Old Master Yun looked aggrieved, and said: "Sanya'er is my younger sister's daughter. She gave us a lot of money back then. We must have a conscience!"

"You old man, you say I have no conscience? I have no conscience. Who raised these three sons and four daughters for you? I have no conscience. I have already pushed the dead star into the pond!"

Old Madam Yun had a high-pitched voice, which was unusually loud.

In the courtyard of Yun's house, Yun Jing, who came back with a pig straw basket, had already returned when Mrs. Yun started to make trouble.She heard it all.

She is really not Yun Fugui's daughter!

"You dead old woman, keep your voice down, aren't you afraid that Sanya will hear you?"

"Hear it when you hear it, I'm his grandma! She has a shameless mother, so she's still afraid of people talking about it?"

The old lady Yun continued to growl, "Who else in our village doesn't know about this? It's you, who thought no one knew about it!"

"Your old Yun's family is really promising, you have a shameless bitch..."

Snapped!
A crisp and loud slap interrupted Old Madam Yun's words.

The next moment, Old Madam Yun howled like a pig: "You old man, how dare you hit me? I'm going to fight you!"

In the room, there was a sound of smashing and smashing.

Yun Jing stood in the yard, sitting weakly on the pier, her basket rolled to the ground, and pigweed spilled out.

All three members of the Yun family could hear the sound of the battle between Mr. Yun and Mrs. Yun, but no one came forward, for fear of getting burned.

After a long time, the room fell silent.

Old Mrs. Yun suddenly rushed out of the room. Her hair, which had always been neat and tidy, turned into a mess of grass.

"I'm not alive, I'm going to die!"

"I lived a long time, raising children for your old Yun's family, and when I was old, I was beaten by your old bastard, so I'm going to jump into the pond!"

The old lady Yun who rushed out of the room screamed, but when she saw Yun Jing in the yard, she suddenly became silent.

"Grandma, who is my mother?"

Yun Jing's expression was terrifyingly calm. In her hand, she was tightly clutching the sickle for cutting pigweed.

At first, Mrs. Yun wanted to vent to Yun Jing, but when she saw the sharp sickle trembling in Yun Jing's hand, she trembled a little and didn't dare to respond.

"My mother, who is it?"

"I am your mother, you unconscionable dead girl!"

Mrs. Zhao rushed out from the second room, and ran towards Yun Jing with big strides.

Yun Jing stood up abruptly, raised the sickle in her hand, and looked at Mrs. Zhao with fierce eyes like a wolf.

She has never been one to swallow her anger.

At this moment, knowing his own life experience, how could he continue to endure this Zhao's putting on airs as his own mother?

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