At present, the family is really weak, and the real strong men are not at home.

Before, the women and girls in the oven room were in a hurry not to bake the cakes one after another.

Qian Peiying also carried a burning stick and came out of the chili base, ready to see if the situation was not good, and she also went up.

You know, she is recognized as a "young lady" in the eyes of everyone, it can be imagined.

If Song Fusheng and the others hadn't arrived in time, they would have really been bullied.

After all, Ren Ziao brought more than 30 and 40 strong men to the door, if it weren't for the fact that there were many enthusiastic villagers working hard, Ren Ziao would have to hoe and plane the house.

And why aren't the kids at home?

Because it's not a two-gang group.

The strong laborers, scattered in the counties, were shouting at this time, dragging large stones back from the side of the mountain.

Today, Tian Xifa took people to drag the stones at the same time, but also took people up the mountain to dig a few traps, came back a little late, thinking about setting some rabbits to eat, and the day after tomorrow to pick up.

Moreover, Song Fuling was not at home.

She was taking the babies and going out to play with these uncles who were picking up stones, which was called "outdoor class." ”

Take a walk around the outside world and take a walk around Xiaohong.

Song Fuling was riding on a horse, and a group of little babies were screaming wildly, excited, and had a snowball fight while running home in front of the horse.

Song Fuling turned around and shouted: "It's all hit me, who did it?" ”

At this moment, Si Zhuang dragged a cart of stones, and his ears moved.

Tian Xifa walked in front, dragging the climbing plow rope and suddenly stopped, rubbed the sweat on his head with his sleeve, and shouted to the little babies: "Don't make trouble, shut up and I'll listen, why does it look like the other side of the house is arguing." ”

Then after a while, I looked at Song Fuling and their group, no stone was needed, no plow climbing.

Song Fuling didn't dare to ride the horse quickly, and when she got off the horse, Xiaohong didn't want it anymore, so she rushed home.

In the eyes of the villagers of Renjia Village, they saw the scene like this:

First, Song Fusheng rushed into the courtyard, and without saying a word, he smoked Ren Ziao's big mouth, or the kind of pumping method that opened the bow left and right.

Before they could react, they felt that in the blink of an eye, they had been persuaded in vain, and after a quarter of an hour of spitting stars, the two gangs got together and formed a group.

The dozens of young men led by Ren Ziao were a little stunned at first, holding hoes and wooden sticks, and they were not as imposing as Song Fusheng and their group.

Moreover, Song Fusheng and his gang of more than a dozen people who had just come back didn't have a guy in their hands at the beginning, and the other party was holding a hoe, so they dared to rush up with their bare hands.

I didn't rush up, I suffered a little, my eyes were red, belching, I looked like I was going crazy, as if the beast was going crazy.

Look at that, in a hurry to beat people, he actually picked up the things that were convenient to pick up, and he didn't look for a powerful guy, and he picked up a burning stick or something like that, and he had to do it with someone with a hoe.

Regardless of whether they would accidentally injure these people who were pulling the rack, they shook their arms roundly, fighting who counted, and forced Ren Ziao's group to retreat all the way, and the wooden stick in his hand was waved to make a tiger and a tiger.

Then, the villagers of Renjia Village were going to be scared and crying, this battle can't be pulled, don't hurt them again.

Just look, in a wrong eye, a group of strong men ran over to the door.

And these strong men actually raised their machetes, and their iron-tipped forks soared into the sky, holding them high and roaring.

Mom, there are some reasons why adults are so evil, but why are children so sexual.

Listen, the kid at the head is shouting, "Raise the arrow." ”

Then, in the blink of an eye, a row of children dragged the small arrows from behind and aimed at the group.

The youngest was less than five years old.

The big white fat girls were so frightened that the flesh on their faces trembled, pulled their mother-in-law and hid them behind them, and kept waving their hands at the children in the crowd, staring at them and stumbling in fright: "Don't don't, don't shoot us, we're here to persuade you." ”

I'm really afraid that the little boy who hit the head will "shoot," and the next second the arrow will come at them.

It's a loss, it's a loss, and the situation is even more chaotic.

The women of Song Fusheng's group came to stop the child, and then came to pick up the child and ran, because a red pony suddenly rushed in from outside, and the one that ran was called a cheerful indulgence.

Xiaohong pondered: I heard that there was a dry fight? Hurry up, don't leave it behind.

But if there is no one to lead it and ride it, if it is not allowed to stumble, it will be raised as a mule.

Tian Xifa didn't care about fighting with Ren Ziao, so he went to drag Xiaohong with the Niu shopkeeper, Song Fuling, and the others, and pulled the reins and held them down. I'm afraid that Xiaohong will be blind and bump into her family again. I'm afraid that Xiaohong will be too excited and stick her head on the house, and then collapse the house.

Mi Shou gestured with a small arrow and shouted: "Xiaohong, go on, them, don't stop!" ”

Qian Peiying picked up Mi Shou, patted her ass twice, and took it away.

Song Jinbao was also tightly dragged by the Zhu family, and the tired Zhu family was sweating. When did this kid become so energetic, and how excited he was to see the fight? Erlang, who grabbed Jinbao and went to the eldest uncle's house, was tired for the Zhu family.

Don't dare to let children shoot arrows, how can you shoot people badly.

At the same time, Grandpa Song couldn't lie down at all, so he quietly opened his eyes and looked at Uncle Song Fusheng, who had been taking care of him.

The two old men squeezed their eyebrows and communicated with their eyes: Are you up? Or do you want to pretend to do it?

That's right, Grandpa Song is pretending to be dizzy.

What's going on.

Here's the thing.

That Ren Ziao suddenly came with a group of people, shouting that he was not a soft egg.

During the time he was not at home, his father was so angry that he couldn't get up, when he died? An explanation must be given today.

Then he begged them for money for the treatment of the sick that Ren Gongxin had.

They kept saying that they were the ones who gave the anger and that they had to be cured.

If you don't give money, you will take what you see.

If Ren Gongxin has three longs and two shorts, he will let them pay for their lives.

Grandpa Song was stunned at the time.

Let's not say it, don't say what people think.

How can it be related to their anger.

Grandpa Song took people and quarreled with Ren Ziao.

Although the children in the family are almost gone, the carpenter Song Fuxi and a few of them are strong, the old men in the nest are here, and the daughters-in-law and granddaughters are stringing sugar gourds to make ice cream and cooking.

To put it bluntly, we're not afraid of that. And in my heart calculating the hour, the boys outside are coming back soon.

Grandpa Song asked Ren Ziao:

You've got a bubble in your head, what's wrong? Your father is sick, what do you want us to do?

The key is that you are too far away, we live on this side of the river, and we can't see your father, you pour dirty water on us?

Why are we so angry that he can't get up? Why don't you go home and ask your brother who is angry, what are you looking for us to do, you just want to bully people?