Just when the old village chief sighed for this boy of the Shao family, the man and the woman whose fate had been decided...... was ripped off by the people of the Wang family.

The square was empty, and Wang Shuzi, who no one cared about, became even more conspicuous.

probably saw Zhang Dengguan's final ending, he was really afraid.

This person, who was also a tyrant in the village, was very helpless, and with a little pleading, he looked at the location of his own family.

Unlike Zhang Dengguan, Wang Shuzi never called Huo Huo's 'own family' with the same surname.

The people in the Wang clan, if there is something that can help, he Wang Shuzi will also help.

In addition, he always acts behind Zhang Dengguan, and he has never taken the initiative to provoke trouble on the surface.

Compared with the worse Zhang Dengguan, everyone's sense of Wang Shuzi is not so bad.

Therefore, after seeing Wang Shuzi's pitiful expression, the patriarch of the Wang family felt that he should beg for him: "Old village chief, can you spare Wang Shuzi this time for the sake of my face." ”

"I admit that we have neglected to discipline him, this kid has no mother since he was a child, and the stepmother of the family is not a worry-free person. ”

"If he is no longer brutal, I am afraid that there will be no bones left. ”

"I'm not excusing him, if it's wrong, it's wrong, you see if this is done, let Wang Shuzi make up for some of the losses in the village. ”

"I'll find him a job outside the village, and I'll take out the first half year's salary for him and share it equally among those who have been bullied. ”

"Big guy, do you want to do this?"

The patriarch of the Wang family said the truth, although he was protecting people, he was not partial.

The people standing in the square had the previous lesson, and after just looking at each other, they nodded yes.

Since it is decided, there is someone to guarantee it.

Then Wang Shuzi didn't have to be tied up in the firewood room with Zhang Dengguan and Widow Feng tonight to suffer that sin.

It's just that, in order to prevent him from becoming a demon, he can't live alone outside.

He wants to go back to his own home, and no matter how bad his stepmother treats him, he has to go back to live.

If he dares to run away halfway, the patriarch of the Wang clan said that he would ask his family about this Wang bolt.

This can be regarded as pinching the life of Wang Shuzi.

Because of a few members of his family, he doesn't have much affection for him.

In order to prevent the family from suffering, he will definitely be seen to death.

Even if the matter of the three of them is settled, the torches in the hands of the villagers also tend to go out, and when you look at this day, it is already late at night.

The old village chief waved his hand, and quickly let everyone disperse, and each went home, there is still something to do tomorrow.

Don't forget to let the villagers keep their mouths shut before they disperse, after all, this kind of immoral thing is a shame for the whole village to say it.

For the sake of the marriage of the dolls in the village in the future, outsiders must not be allowed to see the jokes.

When it comes to common interests, everyone's hearts are more aligned.

If there is any one of them who is the happiest, it must be Shao Manchu.

He deliberately stiffened his face in front of people, but after following the path into his yard, he inserted the door of the house from the inside, and let go of the hand covering his mouth, hahaha...... Laughed.

"Happy! Dare to bully the people of my Shao family...... He should have been driven out of the village. ”

Just smiling and laughing...... He turned around and saw the cold room behind him, and the whole person was lost.

"Daddy...... Mother......"

"You see, when I grow up, I can even defeat Zhang Dengguan, so you don't have to worry about me anymore. ”

"I will live well, live like a person, and fulfill the wish that my father and mother had before their death.

Spread out the branches and leaves for the old Shao family, buy a large piece of land, and eat meat at once. Live the life of a rich man. ”

"When I am developed, I will move my father's grave back to the ancestral grave, and let them know that even if Shao Dingzhuang is no longer able to sail, he can still feed the family. ”

After speaking, Shao Manchu wiped a handful of tears that covered his eyes in the dark.

groped and lit up the earthen stove on the kang head.

The cold clay kang burned for a long time, and finally there was some heat.

Shao Manchu stripped himself naked, curled up in the slightly hot bed, and dealt with it all night.

It wasn't until the first rooster in the village crowed three times that he got out of the kang that had cooled down, picked up a bundle of straw from the courtyard, and plunged into the stove room where there had been no smoke for several days.

It was still the fire fold used to set the fire yesterday, and it was blown red by Shao Manhoard, igniting the straw between the stoves, and heating up the pot on the earthen table.

The bottom of the pot has not yet been stained with oil...... Shao Man hoarded the gourd scoop in his hand and opened the lid of the large vat next to the stove.

After a night of low temperatures, the tank of water he had just filled yesterday morning had been frozen with a thick layer of gray ice ballast.

Alas, Shao Manchu sighed lightly, raised the thick scoop in his hand, and smashed it towards the ice.

"Boom! Boom...... Click......"

The snow-white ice ballast was smashed by the edge of the scoop and flew all over the sky, and after two or three blows, the few ice water hidden in the ice shell were smashed out.

'Boom la la ......'

Two or three scoops of well water with ice chips were poured into the cauldron, and a white mist stimulated by the alternation of hot and cold diffused in front of Shao Manchu's eyes.

Seeing that the straw in the mouth of the stove had burned to the fullest, Shao Manchu stuffed the dead branches he had picked up, mixed with the neat dry firewood chopped on them, into the flames.

Before the water in the pot was hot enough to bubble, he stood up and walked in the direction of the two sacks stacked in the corner of the stove.

It was one of the few small grains left in the house.

Since his father and mother both fell ill, Shao Manchu has never touched it again.

In the spirit of letting his father and mother eat well, maybe the disease will miraculously get better, Shao Manchu endured the gluttony at a young age.

But now, he is the only one left in the family, and even if he saves, he doesn't know who to eat.

Swallowing his saliva, Shao Manchu untied the hemp rope tied to the small pocket, revealing the golden buds in it.

He picked up the small wooden bowl in the bag, scooped up the small half of the bowl, and when the mouth of the bowl was about to be lifted up, he shook his hand again, and shook most of it back again...... Original pocket.

Looking at the bud rice noodles that were only covered with the bottom of a bowl, Shao Manchu hesitated for a while, and then opened another smaller pocket.

Among them was a handful of corn noodles that were more golden than bud grain noodles, and with the same bowl, Shao Manchu scooped up the bottom of another bowl.

At this time, Shao Manchu was satisfied with his hand, and put the bowl on the side of the stove, at this time, the water in the pot just began to bubble a little white.

Hey, you have to be quick under your hands, but you can't waste firewood.