Chapter 0071 The Eyes of Pure Poison (One more asks for votes, reviews and scores, ?~.)
"I heard that it was a child roasting sweet potatoes in the stove room, but I don't know why I lit the firewood next to me."
A villager who arrived in advance and had already learned the details replied, "Fortunately, the three babies ran fast, otherwise I wouldn't dare to think about it." ”
"But no, look at those children, now sitting there in a daze with a gray face."
Wen Nian glanced at the child.
He was indeed disgraced, sitting side by side on the stone of the outer wall of the courtyard.
Feeling someone look at it, the child sniffled, and tears flowed out unobediently.
Deng Wenru, the village head, was standing in front of the children and said solemnly: "How old are you? Don't you know that firewood can't get too close to fire? ”
"In front of home, you thought you were still three or five years old, and as an elder brother, you didn't care about teaching your younger brothers and sisters well, but you still took them to fool around."
"Uncle Village Chief, I know it's wrong."
The Deng family admitted their mistakes with trepidation, "I won't dare to do it again." ”
"And later?"
Deng Wenru's tone was not good, "Knowing that your family is not there, does Lao Tzu often come to your house to see the situation?" ”
"Yes, yes, yes."
Deng Jiaqian nodded again and again, "Uncle the village chief is very good to us, better than anyone else." ”
"I don't listen to you nonsense."
Deng Wenru waved his hand in disgust, "In the future, I dare to take my younger brothers and sisters to play with fire, and see if Lao Tzu doesn't suck your ass." ”
"And your swallow. You are almost ten years old, not young, and your aunt earned a full job in the village when you were so old. ”
"Why don't you know how to cook? Do you know how to burn sweet potatoes to eat? ”
When Deng Jiayan heard this, she looked around in a slightly panicked manner.
Soon I saw Wen Nian standing in the crowd with a basin and talking to others.
Once, this aunt loved them the most, but in recent months, she has not come.
Even when their sisters went to their aunt's house, they couldn't get into the hospital.
"What do you see?"
When Deng Wenru saw this child, he was still in the mood to look around when he was trained, so he didn't get angry, "You are not young, it's time to learn to cook and do housework." ”
"It's also from your family, why didn't you learn half a ...... from your aunt?"
"Don't tell me about my aunt, I don't have such an aunt in my family."
Deng Jiayan was thinking about all the bad things about her aunt, and then she heard that the village chief opened her mouth and closed her mouth to be your aunt, and her anger instantly rushed to her head.
"What kind of aunt is she?"
"Knowing that there are no adults at home, why didn't she come to help cook?"
"Why don't I have adults in my family? Didn't she hurt it? ”
"She has nothing to do with our family anymore, so don't use her to teach me a lesson in the future."
When the girl said these words, her eyes seemed to be poisonous, and she stared at the direction of Wen Nian.
Wen Nian, who was learning about the situation with the people around him, was so startled by this roar that he suddenly looked sideways, and met the eyes of his eldest niece.
Looking at that appearance, it seems that the responsibility for his house fire is blamed on Wen Nian.
Deng Wenru didn't expect this girl to be so angry.
Not only did he not reflect on himself at all, but blamed the blame on Wen Nian, who broke off the relationship with his family.
He looked at Wen Nian embarrassedly, and said curtly: "Wen Nian, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have used you to educate this child." ”
Wen Nianchong smiled at his cousin: "Brother Wen Ru is fine, but as she said, I have nothing to do with their family for a long time." ”
"I just came to help put out the fire, and it was only for the sake of the villagers."
"Now that the fire is out, I'll stay soon, and there are still a few children at home to take care of."
"Let's go, let's go, don't wait and put the blame on us."
Ma Conghua hurriedly echoed and dragged his man, "Go back, there are still a lot of things to do at home." ”