"But I know now, when I come to the gutter to do laundry, I'll bring a small bamboo basket and a small shovel!" Shen Qing said with a smile.

Hou Lihua and Hou Lizhou are already adults, and they can't play with Shen Qing, so the two of them have changed places to dig up the roots of their ears.

Hou happily pulled Shen Qing, taught Shen Qing to recognize the root of his ear, and talked to Shen Qing.

As for Hou Lihai? He was just curious about Shen Qing.

I heard my mother say that this girl is a blessed person, and if you play with her for a while, maybe you can get blessed, so that she can dig more folded ears in the future.

Shen Qing was actually quite helpless in her heart, her body was only five years old, but her soul was not!

It's a bit awkward to play with some little kids and be taken care of by them as little kids.

But these children have a sincere heart, a clean heart. Playing with them makes me feel very comfortable.

It will take a while for them to dig the roots of the folded ears, and Shen Qing proposed to take a look around and know the way, so as not to come here to dig the roots of the folded ears and not know the way home!

Hou Xinran and Hou Lihai did not follow Shen Qing, but continued to dig up the roots of their ears.

Walking along the path by the paddy field, after a while, Shen Qing came to the big weir pond near the village school. There were many people standing by the big weir pond, with sad expressions on their faces.

The people on the other side of the big weir pond hung mourning flags, and if you looked closely, there was a mourning shed in the courtyard of that house, and there were three mourning flags outside the mourning shed.

Seeing this, Shen Qing stopped and did not step forward.

But just then, she heard someone talking.

"Master, are you sure you want your father's words? That Han Yunjing has never come to our house, and there is no problem of death. Besides, our children drowned in the big weir pond by themselves, and it has nothing to do with others! Is it really good to frame people like this? A woman said with tears and uneasiness.

The man sighed deeply and said, "I don't want to either, but my father has already promised the master that he will definitely splash this sewage on Han Yunjing's broom star." For this reason, my father also received thirty taels of silver from the old man as a hush money. Daughter-in-law, I don't want to do this either, but my father has already collected the money, if we don't rely on the master, I'm afraid that our Yang family won't be able to gain a foothold in Baoyan Village! ”

"But that kid is innocent!" The woman said disapprovingly: "Boss, let's accumulate yin virtue for our own children, don't harm that innocent child, okay?" ”

"Daughter-in-law, I know you don't want this kind of unconscionable thing, but my father has already agreed, if we don't do what the old man said, we can do chores in the future? It will definitely be isolated by the people of the entire Baoyan Village! The man was very entangled in his heart, knowing that he should not listen to Liu Zhongtian's words, but he was afraid of Liu Zhongtian's identity as a master and as a master, if they offended Liu Zhongtian, they really couldn't eat and left.

"That's it, daughter-in-law, after the old man gets what he wants, let's buy a little more dark paper, burn it for the child, spend some money to ask someone to give him an excess, so that he can be reborn into a good family in the next life? You tell me? "Men ask for women's opinions.

The woman refuses to agree, she doesn't want to do such a thing that is unconscionable and morally corrupt. The man was helpless, so he only said that he would go back and think about it, and he had to give Liu Zhongtian an answer tonight, and after tonight, they had to agree even if they didn't agree.

After Shen Qing heard the words of these two people, he became more and more disgusted with Liu Zhongtian.

Regardless of whether Han Yunjing is a broom star or not, and he is also his nephew, how can he be so ruthless to bully Han Yunjing to death?