"Kill a thousand knives! How could I be so unlucky! ”

"Someone must have hurt me!"

"Oops, it hurts me!"

There was a shrill cry from the hall.

"Cluck, cluck!"

In the courtyard, Fang Xiang didn't seem to hear the voice, holding the basin in one hand and sprinkling golden millet on the ground with the other.

The chickens immediately clucked and came to eat.

Old man Fang came out of the West House, his hair was gray, and he didn't look very energetic.

"Shoko, take a break when you're tired, the injury on your leg hasn't healed yet."

Old man Fang wanted to take over his grandson's work, but his grandson refused.

Fang Xiang said: "Master, go and rest, I don't have anything to do with this injury, not to mention that I am not tired of feeding the chickens." ”

Fang Xiang's face looked much better now than before, and his expression was also a little relaxed.

Old Lady Fang came out of the hall.

Old Man Fang glanced in the direction of the hall and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with her?" ”

Old Madam Fang put the medicine bowl aside and replied in a low voice: "It's very serious, it is estimated that I will not be able to go to the ground for seven or eight days." ”

Her voice was low, but with a hint of happiness and joy.

Old man Fang's face was almost uncontrollable with joy.

Mrs. Fang patted her old man and signaled him not to go too far and let the inside hear it that day, and then whispered to Fang Xiang: "Let your grandfather feed it, you rest, your knees are not well yet, don't be tired!" ”

When the old lady said this, her eyes were full of distress for her grandson, and at the same time, she also blamed herself.

She glanced back at the direction of the hall and said in a low voice: "Anyway, she can't see it now, you can do whatever you want, don't be afraid, go out and play for a while!" ”

If you want to say what Mrs. Fang regrets the most in her life, it is to propose marriage to Fang Xiang's aunt Hu Xianghua for her son.

Originally, before Fang Xiang's mother left, Mrs. Fang saw Hu Xianghua, and at that time she felt that she was still a gentle woman, although she was not as good-looking as Fang Xiang's mother, she felt that it was not bad, and she was Fang Xiang's fucking sister, so it would not be bad.

I originally thought that this aunt would definitely be good to Fang Xiang, who knew that woman was so vicious, since she married Fang Hongjiang, she had abused Fang Xiang in different ways, and the old lady of the other party and their old couple had no respect at all.

But in front of Fang Hongjiang, there was another face.

Old Mrs. Fang only felt that she was really old and could still be pecked blind by eagles.

Fang Xiang glanced in the direction of the hall.

He slept late last night and heard the sound of Hu Xianghua going to the toilet at night, but he heard a scream after a while.

After Fang Xiang woke up Mrs. Fang to look, he learned that Hu Xianghua had stepped on a stone in the toilet and fell, and was kneeling impartially on the cinders used to cover the stolen goods in the toilet.

Cinders mixed with sharp crushed stones.

Hu Xianghua's knees were blurred with flesh and blood, and now she couldn't even get off the ground, only crying and howling in the house, and of course she didn't have time to take care of Fang Xiang.

A little girl's words suddenly appeared in Fang Xiang's mind.

- Brother, you must be working very hard, so that people like my brother will definitely have retribution!

These words kept spinning in Fang Xiang's mind.

He spilled the remaining handful of chicken food and wiped his hands: "Grandparents, I'll go out." ”

He was kind of tempted to meet the little girl now.

Seeing Fang Xiang go out with some unneat steps, Old Man Fang couldn't help but sigh.

"When is this day a leader......"

Old Madam Fang thought of something and gritted her teeth.

"It's best to let the one in the house lie down for a few more days."