after marrying stepbrother

Chapter 1029 Burn to death
Chapter 1029 Burn to death
During the period, there was also a small episode.

Pedestrians wanted to pass by in the caravan, but were stopped by the caravan. The two sides had a quarrel and blocked the path.The people in the queue at the back kept urging irritably, making it noisy.

After waiting for an hour, the sky was dark, and all the people behind passed through.

This road is strenuous enough to pass through the caravan, not to mention that there are soldiers walking through it. If you bring a larger catapult and get stuck in the two mountains, it will be impossible to pass.

Exploding the mountain to open the way is imperative.

"Cousin, half of the mountain is rocky and half is soil. Look, there are graves on the mountain."

Xu Da pointed to the faintly visible stone tablet in the mountain and said.

The problem is a bit tricky, but it has to be solved. In the future, road construction will inevitably encounter such and other problems.

Toughness can be regarded as a means, but it would be better if it can be resolved peacefully, after all, it is one's own fault.

"It's getting late, how about we go to the village for a night?"

If it is revealed that she is a member of the government, Lin Yuesha believes that her ending will be similar to that of Qi Heng's men, so she pretends to be a passerby first to find out about the situation in the village.

After the group entered the village, they knocked on the doors of several houses, but no one answered.

"It's really strange. Could it be that the villagers fled early when they learned that our young general Qi couldn't be offended?"

Xu Da looked in through the gap in the fence, the lights in the room were dimly lit, and there was no sound at all.

I passed by three houses in a row, but there was no one there, and when I reached the fourth house, there was the cry of a baby.

"Okay, someone!"

Xu Da held up a lantern to illuminate it, and saw a four or five-year-old boy sitting in the yard crying, sobbing, crying very sadly.

"Little brother, are there any elders in your family?"

Xu Da shook the lantern, and tried to talk to Xiaowazi in a friendly tone.

"Uncle, who are you?"

Xiaowazi wiped away her tears and asked in a daze.

Xu Da couldn't help curling his lips. He and Xiaowazi called him brothers, but Xiaowazi actually called him uncle. Is he that old?

Xu Da touched his face and remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to shave his beard.

"Little brother, are your parents at home?"

Lin Yuesha stepped forward, pushed Xu Dadao away, "We are not bad people, we passed by here and wanted to spend the night."

"Woo, sister."

Xiaowazi choked up and said, "My parents are not at home, they are in front of the village ancestral hall, they... want to burn the little rabbit to death."

Xu Da ignored the question of Xiaowazi's title, and didn't understand what Xiaowa was talking about. Does it take the whole village to burn the rabbit to death?
"Xiaotu is as old as me, five years old, her mouth is like a rabbit, and the villagers say she is a monster."

The little boy cried and said, "Sister Fairy, can you save the little rabbit?"

It turned out that the little rabbit was not a rabbit, but a little girl with harelips.

In Daqi, deformed children often do not grow up, and some of them are smothered to death by their parents as an ominous omen when they are born, and they will not give the children a chance to survive.

The little rabbit grew up to be five years old, which shows that her parents love her very much.

Lin Yuesha likes traditional customs, but she cannot accept feudal superstitions like this.

Now that I'm here, I have to take care of my own business.

For the villagers in the mountain village, Lin Yuesha has the mentality of making up for it. As long as the other party's conditions are not excessive, she thinks it should pay more money.

Not only that, but Lin Yuesha is willing to find Master Yuanzhen from Yutan Temple to help count the days, move the graves of the ancestors of the villagers, and find a feng shui place for burial.

For the rest, the villagers have difficulties at home and need to go to work. Lin Yuesha can also arrange people to the dock.

She can fully understand the feelings of the villagers in their hometown.

Lin Yuesha originally wanted to solve the problem peacefully, but unexpectedly things backfired, and she had to stand on the opposite side with the villagers as soon as she came.

The little boy led the way, followed by the three of them.

Wu Ya's heart hangs in her throat, she is pregnant, let alone seeing this matter.

Even if the child is not very healthy, but he is his own flesh and blood, and the parents don't dislike it, so why do the villagers use lynching indiscriminately?
In about half a moment, a group of people came to a flat place, surrounded by hundreds of people.

In the middle of the crowd, there is a wooden pile, a little girl is tied in the middle of the wooden pile, and there is a pile of firewood underneath.

The little girl's tears had dried up, and there were two marks on her face. She stopped crying now and turned to look at her parents.

"Little rabbit, little rabbit!"

A young woman was suppressed, her forehead was covered with blood, she must have kowtowed to plead for the villagers.

The man next to him had the air of a scholar. He struggled hard and was pushed to the ground by two men, his clothes messed up.

The village head was standing in the middle and said: "Since you came to the village, the village has not been peaceful. Before, the villagers saw that your family was helpless, so they felt compassion and did not care about you like you."

Before was before, ever since this rabbit spirit came to the village, the villagers have been unlucky frequently.

Not to mention minor disasters and minor disasters, but now that a catastrophe is imminent, the people from the government want to blow up the mountain to clear the way and take them away from the village.

"In order to avoid the war, the people of our village lived here for their ancestors, how could they leave?"

The village head believes that all these variables are caused by the disaster of Xiaotu's family, so according to the village rules, they have to burn Xiaotu to death.

"No, we can take Xiaotu away!"

The woman was distraught, and begged bitterly. She still had some gold and silver things, and she was willing to take them out, just for the safety of her daughter.

The rabbit spirit in the village population is her daughter, her own flesh and blood born in Shiyue's pregnancy. Even if she is a fairy, their husband and wife recognize it!

"You think of beauty, but you want to run away after harming the village?"

The village head sneered, it was not his decision alone to burn the little rabbit to death, but the approval of all the villagers.

Therefore, this rabbit spirit must die.

"Mom, did I really become a rabbit spirit?"

The little rabbit looked down at the fire on the ground, which was splashed with oil, and when someone threw a torch, the firewood pile would be lit.

It must be very painful to be burned to death.

"No, you are mother's baby!"

The woman replied firmly.

If the villagers burned her daughter to death, she must fight these people desperately!
With the little rabbit all these years, no one could accommodate their family of three. They traveled from the south to the north just to find a safe place.

The couple have some money and often send things to the villagers on weekdays. They just hope that they will not look at their daughter with strange eyes.

Originally, they thought they would live in peace with the villagers, but unexpectedly, the villagers decided to burn her daughter to death.

The woman was disheartened and hopeless. She hated herself for being useless. She didn't give her daughter a sound body. She was disliked from birth and was beaten by everyone.

Escaped from their home, the couple never stayed in one place for more than a year.

"Village Chief, I am willing to exchange all the silver for my daughter Xiaotu's life."

Little Rabbit Father couldn't break free, and said, "How about 5000 taels of silver?"

(End of this chapter)