Chapter 210 Bodhi has a spirit 2
Ermao's father was finally tired from beating, panting and sitting on the bench, it seemed that even the ground trembled.

Second Aunt Wang was holding Ermao and crying in the corner. It was pear blossoms with rain. She felt pain in all her bones and bruises all over her body.

The men in the village are very domineering, and they are all peasants, so they are very strong.

At this time, Second Aunt Wang was crying and complaining non-stop, "Ah, I can't pass this day. Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

And Er Mao always looked stupid in the arms of Second Aunt Wang, staring at his own father in a daze, but heard the five-year-old man say angrily, "Er Mao! Don't bully me in the future!" Read, or I will beat you when I come back!"

Second Aunt Wang supported the wall and stood up, pointing her finger at her husband, with a look of breathlessness, her eyes were so vicious that they could drip poisonous juice,
"His father, is Anian your illegitimate daughter! That's why you protect her so much!
Ouch, I can't live this day. . "

Second Aunt Wang saw that Er Mao's father often sent some chicken legs to Ah Nian's house, and felt that something was wrong. She even made Er Mao's old clothes smaller and gave them to Ah Nian, which made her feel that her husband must have died with the neighbor next door. Women have legs!
Ermao's father was so disturbed by the crying and crying, he slapped Second Aunt Wang's face again, only the sound of slapping was heard.

Second Aunt Wang was beaten up, her hair was messed up, she didn't speak, she didn't move, but tears kept streaming down her bloody face.

When she was young, Ah Nian's mother was the most beautiful woman in the village, and she was also a hardworking woman. Her jade hands were as soft and white as onions, and with just one pair of hands, countless men lingered.

Many men in the village liked her from the bottom of their hearts, but Ah Nian's mother finally chose an honest man to marry and gave birth to Ah Nian.

But when Ah Nian was only 5 years old, Ah Nian's mother was seriously ill, and Ah Nian's father took care of her mother day and night.

Once when I went to the mountain to collect herbs, I accidentally rolled down the hillside and fell to my death, and Ah Nian's mother also suffered a double blow, and passed away, leaving only Ah Nian a poor orphan girl.

And Er Mao's father was one of Anian's suitors, so after her death, he always took care of her. After all, she was the daughter of a woman he liked, and even through Anian, he could still miss her. Mother.

The village, which was supposed to be quiet, was brightly lit at this time. Many villagers were holding torches in the street, bustling and bustling, and a villager ran in and shouted, "These brats pushed Anian to It's gone into the river! Ermao's father, come out and have a look!"

Ermao's father looked at Ermao in the corner, remembered what the villagers said, and became so angry that he kicked Ermao lightly and then said harshly, "If anything happens to Ah Nian, I think Don't want your skin anymore!"

Er Mao was crying in pain, her eyes were swollen into walnuts from crying, and Second Aunt Wang remained taciturn from beginning to end.

Ermao's father quickly put on his shoes and ran out in a hurry to keep up with the team.

All the people held torches and came to the river together, because there is a legend in the village that there are water ghosts in this river, so at night, everyone went home early to sleep.

No one dares to come to this river alone at night.

Even though they are all peasants who are not afraid of anything, they will inevitably feel terrified when they encounter such ghosts and gods.

(End of this chapter)

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