142: Is it a trifle to throw one's own son to the ground?
Sure enough, when Jia Ayin heard Bai Huanting slandering Tang Hao, she instantly exploded, and she didn't care about her innocent image of the little white flower, and looked at Bai Huanting angrily and said: "I respect you as my aunt and my elder, and I also regard you as a life-saving benefactor, I am also kind enough to help you introduce Tang Hao for your good, but what about you?" If you don't appreciate it, forget it, and deny his deep affection for his deceased wife, he is already very bitter, can't you be generous, don't care about those details? ”
Bai Huanting listened to Jia Ayin's roaring words, felt very uncomfortable, looked up at the sky, and sneered in her heart.
The surrounding melon-eating crowd kept silent, this matter is not something they can express their opinions on, and if they don't pay attention to it, they will offend people, especially one of them is a soul master.
After Jia Ayin finished speaking, there was silence around him, an old man with vicissitudes of life, holding a cane, he was still holding a baby who had fallen asleep in his arms, and there were teardrops around the baby's eye sockets, obviously falling asleep after crying.
He walked to the front of the crowd without hurrying or slow, as if he was scanning something with his gaze. But in the end, he sighed.
"Village Chief Jack, who are you looking for? Where did you bring the child? Aunt Jiang stepped forward more enthusiastically, after all, the baby in the arms of Village Chief Jack at this moment was white and pure, wrapped in swaddling clothes, curiosity is a woman's nature, Aunt Jiang asked naturally.
Village Chief Jack smacked the crutches hard, his rickety body went through vicissitudes, his back was very bad, probably from the east of the village to this place, he looked a little tired, he didn't answer Aunt Jiang's words first, but held the baby in his arms with his left hand, and he looked at the baby in his arms with a touch of love on his face.
After he rested for a while, he said eloquently, "Hey, I don't know which guy Tang Hao is doing, I passed by Tang Hao's blacksmith shop, and I heard the cry of the little guy outside the blacksmith shop, so I called Tang Hao outside the door, no one responded for a long time, I was worried that something would happen, so I entered Tang Hao's house, but I saw the little guy lying on the ground alone, ouch, which one was sad to cry." I don't know what Tang Hao thinks, his son doesn't care about it, and the people are gone, I think there are a lot of people here, and I want to see if Tang Hao is here to see the excitement. Hey, I didn't expect there to be no one, and I don't know where he went. What a bastard. ”
Village Chief Jack was a little angry, although Tang Hao was an outsider, but the existence of Tang San's little baby was equivalent to the hope of the Holy Soul Village in the future, and his dream was that the Holy Soul Village would be able to produce a Soul Saint in the future.
But he didn't expect Tang Hao to be the father of this way, the child was still waiting to be fed, and Tang Hao was nowhere to be found.
He left the baby in the blacksmith's shop, and if he hadn't passed by and carried the child out, he might have fallen ill with some serious illness.
The surrounding melon-eating crowd began to eat Tang Hao's fresh melons again, feeling that today's day is really good, and all kinds of big melons are overwhelming.
Bai Huanting knew Tang Hao's traces as soon as her divine sense swept away, and it turned out that she really went to the mountain curtain cave behind the Holy Soul Village to mourn her deceased wife, but it was a pity. All he lost was the seed of a cactus.
Bai Huanting saw the male protagonist in Old Jack's arms, she was thinking, whether to find a rope to strangle her, suffering when she was a child is much more comfortable than the suffering experienced by the male protagonist on the road to growth in the future.
After thinking about it, he still dispelled the intention of destroying Tang San now,
"Jia Ayin, did you see that? This is what you call Tang Hao, who is obsessed with his deceased wife, ignores his son, and he doesn't know where to go, it's really interesting? According to the village chief's description of Tang Hao, I suspect that this child was picked up by Tang Hao from a garbage heap somewhere. Bai Huanting felt that as long as she said it again, it would seriously change the villagers' views of Tang Hao, what affectionate characters, what memories of his deceased wife, all of them were bullshit, nothing more than pretending to be pitiful and sympathetic, especially Jack, the old village chief of Holy Soul Village, who took good care of Tang San in the plot.
Tang San, who was picked up by Tang Hao from a garbage heap somewhere, was still asleep in Old Jack's arms at the moment. The tear glands of crying are dry, and you are hungry, and you are destroyed.
It can be said that there is no old Jack, a kind and loving old village chief in the original plot, and the male protagonist Tang San may have starved to death hundreds of times.
Sure enough, this group of melon-eating villagers began to look at Jia Ayin with strange eyes, although they didn't speak loudly, but someone was already whispering behind their backs.
The sturdy man with a hoe in his hand, "Tsk, I thought she was telling the truth before, and she was very affectionate to her deceased wife, but now the slap in the face came too quickly like a tornado, and I was caught off guard." ”
The aunt who held the basket in her arm, and the aunt with a few mushrooms in the basket said with a smile, "Hey, the husband and wife are the same forest birds, not to mention that the wife has passed away, so the existence of this child is a drag on Tang Hao, you don't think about it, it is not easy for an older single man to find a daughter-in-law, not to mention carrying a drag oil bottle." ”
This aunt's words are very quiet, but it's okay, if the actor Tang San listens to it, it is estimated that this aunt will be forgotten in a few years.
You must know that if you have offended the male protagonist or something related to the male protagonist, it will all disappear.
What's more, the male protagonist's eyes will be revenged, and he is jealous and hateful.
In fact, it is not wrong for my aunt to say this, if it was under normal circumstances, Tang San followed Tang Hao, and indeed became a drag oil bottle. It's not good to marry a daughter-in-law again, but this world is a fantasy world.
The original plot was indeed Tang Hao's remembrance of his deceased wife, so he planted it in the water curtain cave in the mountain behind the Holy Soul Village.
It's outrageous.
But at this moment, no matter what the future holds, the male protagonist Tang San will not end well, after all, the practice of the Nine Leaky Fish, especially in this world where strength is respected, relying on his own Xuantian Gong Technique, not to mention the iron-striking technology and various means of making hidden weapons.
He doesn't kill himself, Bai Huanting really doesn't believe it.
Seeing this, Jia Ayin's face, which was already a little pale, became even more pale, looking even more pitiful, biting his lip, and said with difficulty, "This may be Tang Hao's negligence for a while, why bother with this little thing." ”
"A trifle?" The fan in Bai Huanting's hand couldn't help but pause, and then she smiled and said, "Throw your son on the ground, but the person disappears without a trace, Jia Ayin, you actually call this a trivial matter?" ”
(End of chapter)