See the smoke from the farmhouse

Chapter 41 He is still a child
Upon hearing this, Tang Qiusheng immediately panicked, and was about to run out of the village, but was grabbed by Mrs. Zhang: "Qiusheng, what are you doing?"

"Run, if you don't run, you will be beaten."

"You ran away, what if they beat your parents?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Qiusheng didn't dare to run away again: "Then, what should we do?"

"Let's go back and talk about it. After all, this is Dafengling Village. There are many family members. They dare not beat you to death."

"Die, die, kill your head!" Tang Qiusheng scolded Mrs. Zhang again, and then walked home slowly.

Mrs. Zhang followed behind aggrieved, thinking what was the matter, she was scolded all day long.

Tang Qiusheng just appeared on the other side of the intersection, and was immediately seen by the debt collectors, "There he is, chase after him!"

Tang Qiusheng didn't want to run away at first, but when he saw those people chasing him, he didn't dare to run away.

He was already fat, and he couldn't even run.

Unexpectedly, after those people ran to him, they still pressed him to the ground, and cursed: "I'll see where you run!"

Tang Qiusheng: "..."

Seeing that Tang Qiusheng was held down, Tang Yi and Wang Cuihua, who were squatting under the tree roots, also hurried over here. The two couples were in a hurry:
"Oh, don't hurt him, he's still a child!"

"Please don't beat him. If you have something to say, can we talk it out?"

Although the two couples usually talked about persuading Tang Qiusheng not to gamble all day long, but Tang Qiusheng was their precious lump, seeing him being oppressed like this, there was nothing unnerving about it.

Besides, Tang Qiusheng hasn't given birth to a baby yet, and has been under such pressure all the time, what if his lifeline is crushed?
Those debt collectors relaxed a little, and one of them asked with a veil tied around his arm: "Your son owed our boss a gambling debt of two taels of silver last month, and he said he would pay it back in half a month. I haven’t paid it back now, what do you think should I do? The rule of our gambling house is to pay back the money if you have money, but if you don’t have money, you can just chop off a finger or a toe.”

Tang Yi was heartbroken, probably in order to eliminate the grievances of those people, he went up and slapped Tang Qiusheng twice: "Let you bet, let you bet."

After the beating, he looked at the scarf man again and begged, "Look, I beat you too, can you forgive me for a few more days? Let's raise some money and we will definitely pay it back."

"No, your village is too far away, and it will waste our footsteps once you come here. You can give it now. If you don't give it, we have to ask for someone."

"Don't, don't, don't," Wang Cuihua hurriedly stopped at the front, "Well, we still have a little piglet at home, or you..."

Tang Yi immediately reprimanded: "The piglets are meant to be kept for the Chinese New Year, so what will we eat for the Chinese New Year if we give them to them?"

"Then what can we do? You can't just watch your son being chopped off, can you?" Wang Cuihua cried, with snot and tears.

The scarf man couldn't bear to see it, and asked impatiently: "Whether you want a human or a pig, choose one quickly, I don't have time to spend like this with you!"

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhang quickly knelt down in front of Tang Yi: "Father, please save Qiusheng quickly. If he loses his fingers, how will he work in the fields in the future?"

In the end, Tang had to grit his teeth, "Okay, take the pigs."

The nearby villagers came to watch again.

Seeing that a piglet weighing only 30 kilograms was put into a burlap bag and carried away by those gambling people.

"Sin, what's up with the two children of the Tang family? One steals, the other gambles."

"Is the ancestor's Feng Shui bad? I heard that they have an ancestral grave, and no one has visited it in recent years."

"Their family doesn't know how to worship gods and ancestors during the Mid-Autumn Festival and Dragon Boat Festival."

"..."

(End of this chapter)