Although the farmer did not exert himself, the child was still kicked to the ground, and the child naturally cried.

Before the old woman could get rid of the old man's anger, she had to take care of the children on the ground, and the old man was even more angry when he saw the farmer kicking the child, and he stomped his cane vigorously and said:

"You are a brute, you don't farm, you don't make a living, and when you go home, you still make fun of your own children, are you still a person?"

The farmer threw the hoe aside, sat down on the stool, tilted his head and did not want to pay attention to the old man, but he was still angry, and retorted:

"Daddy! I've been farming for more than 20 years, and I'm not an idler in the village, so how did I become an animal? You call me a brute, what are you? “

When the old man heard the farmer knocking against him, he was even less angry, he walked to the farmer tremblingly with his crutches, and beat the farmer on the skull with his crutches, and the old man scolded while beating back:

"You're not a brute, what are you? A family of four is waiting for the grain in the field to eat, the rice jar has bottomed out, you don't go to the field to take good care of the crops, the autumn grain can't be harvested, what can our family eat? “

The old man could not walk, and when he waved his cane, he could only hear a little noise, and the farmer did not dodge his father's beating. But the old man kept beating, and the farmer's patience was consumed little by little, and finally the farmer couldn't stand it, and raised his hand to grab the crutch and snatched it, and the old man was so startled by this blow that he took half a step back, and sat on the ground like his grandson.

Now the old man couldn't get up at all, he sat on the ground and coughed, and the children on the side were frightened and cried louder. The farmer was upset by the child's crying, and got up and wanted to go up and beat the child, but the old woman immediately protected the child with her own body and cried:

"My son, why do you punch and kick him every day, my son? Aren't you distressed? “

There was an old woman protecting the farmer, and naturally there was nothing he could do with the child, but his anger did not diminish by half a point, and he stood in the room with his hands on his hips and scolded:

"I'm distressed? I don't feel sorry, I can't wait to kill this little rabbit. Every time I see him, I think of the slut who gave birth to him, because my family is poor, I ran away with a merchant and a peddler from nowhere, and I became the laughing stock of the whole village. “

The old woman hugged her grandson and sobbed, and when she heard this, she just said in a loud voice:

"Say no more, stop talking."

The old man was on the ground and panting for a long time, and he said:

"Since you know that your family is poor, you should go to work in the fields! You don't go down to the ground to bring food? Where can I have savings? “

The farmer said angrily:

"You can get rich when you go to the ground? In normal years, as soon as the emperor's grain is paid, the harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes are divided, and the sixty percent harvest is gone, and at the end of the year, I have to find the Ji family to borrow usury. This year's heavy rain, the cost of harvesting in the field is not good, the summer grain is only half of the previous year, but this year's government and county taxes are higher than in previous years, and the grain is barely enough, in order to serve the two of you to eat, I can only borrow the grain of the Ji family early, but the problem is that the food for the New Year has not been returned to others. Even if the autumn grain is harvested and the imperial grain is not paid, I can just pay off the debts of the Ji family last year, where is the grain for myself to eat?

Can you have money bricks for work? Dead eyes do farm work, even I have to starve to death, what else do I do? “

The farmer cursed in the house with a loud voice, the two old men were fine, but the children were too young to stand this, and they were so frightened that they cried even more, and they couldn't stop calling their mothers. It's okay not to change the mother, but the mother completely poked the farmer's sore spot, and the farmer didn't even want to care about his old mother in anger, just like going up to beat his son.

Lan Ziyi stood at the door from the beginning of entering the door to watch the chickens and dogs jumping in this house, and the scene that happened in front of her made Lan Ziyi very envious of Yueshanjian, Yueshanjian didn't get off the horse and enter the house at all, she didn't want the dirt in the house to dirty her shoes and clothes.

When the farmer first started to entangle with his parents, Lan Ziyi still wanted to go up and pull them, but listening to the quarrel between the farmer and his parents, Lan Ziyi slowly felt the complexity of the matter at the moment, how could he step forward to stop this quarrel? Who is right and who is wrong?

Tao Zhutu, who was standing beside Lan Ziyi, snorted and sneered:

"This pole is really rude, inviting us into the house only to quarrel with our parents about the big children, we guests instead

Thrown aside, this is also called hospitality? “

Tao Zhuhu also shook his head and sighed:

"Beat the child, beat the father, be unkind to the father, be unfilial to the son, it's not wrong to scold this guy for being a brute."

Lan Ziyi sighed and said:

"Big brother, third brother, we just haven't fallen to this difficult point, if we really get to this point, what will happen to us?"

Tao Zhulu reminded Lan Ziyi at this time:

"Young master, it looks like this reckless man is going to overturn his wife, I think we should make a move."

Lan Ziyi nodded when he heard this, and the next moment when Lan Ziyi nodded, Tao Zhuhu and Tao Zhulu both stepped forward to pull the farmer away. The farmer himself is emaciated to the point of withering, he can bully his father and his son, but in front of the Tao brothers, he is no different from a broiler chicken to be slaughtered.

Lan Ziyi saw that the farmer was being pulled away, so he personally stepped forward to help the old man who was sitting on the ground coughing, and then helped the crying old woman and the child together. After settling the two old men, Lan Ziyi patiently patted the old man on the back and comforted him, and Lan Ziyi did not ask questions until the two old men calmed down.

The old man was patted by Lan Ziyi and was finally able to ease his breathing, he looked at Lan Ziyi's hand, and then looked up and said to Lan Ziyi:

"Where is this little brother from? How did you get to my house? Look at your long thin skin and tender meat, don't want to be the village croppers. “

When the old woman on the side heard this, the old man glanced at her and scolded:

"You're an old fool, and you're blind with long eyes! Look at the silk that this son wears from head to toe, how can he be a poor ghost in the village? It must be a rich young master. “

While scolding, the old woman got up and came to Lan Ziyi's side, she wiped her eye sockets with her withered and wrinkled hands, and then looked up and said to Lan Ziyi:

"This young master, you sit down first, and wait for the old man to make you some tea."

Lan Ziyi took the old woman's hand and thanked softly:

"Mother-in-law doesn't have to be polite, I'm just passing by here, and I heard Ling Lang tell me about the tragedy of my family, so I can't bear to come and take a look, you don't have to be polite."

Then Lan Ziyi asked:

"Mother-in-law, this brother is the only son in your family?"

The old woman sighed, as if remembering something sad, and said:

"He's not an only son, he's the third, and I raised his two older brothers."

Lan Ziyi asked:

"Why, then, is there only one son at home? Could it be that the other two children have already broken up? ”

The old woman sighed again, her freshly dried eyes moistened with tears again, and her eyes were so red and swollen that they narrowed into a slit. The old woman choked up and couldn't speak, and the old man replied for the old woman:

"They're all dead!"

The old man spoke simply, and his tone was still angry, but his words had no beginning and end, and his dying tone had nowhere to end, and those who were interested could hear the sadness when they heard it.

Lan Ziyi didn't understand the old man's words, and the farmer, who had been pushed back to his seat by the Tao brothers, explained in a timely manner:

"Childe doesn't know, my three brothers, in the early years, people said that they would make money as soldiers, and the eldest brother went to join the army to fight pirates, but the people were gone, and they got back ten taels of silver; The second brother felt that he couldn't make money from farming, so he went to sea with someone on a boat, and since then there has been no news, and it is said that the ship sank and people died. I also wanted to go out to earn money, but my father and mother wouldn't let me, so I only stayed in the village and farmed, and then it became what I am now. ”