Salted fish dressed as Xiaofubao of the age

Chapter 11
At night, Yue's family trembled with anger when they heard what had happened.

Yue Jiannan had the biggest reaction.

"Wang Jinshun, that bastard, if it wasn't for him, would I have been born without a father? I...I'd fight him!"

With red eyes, the young man picked up the hoe in the corner and was about to run out to fight for his life.

Yue Jiandong hugged his younger brother tightly.

"What's the use of impulsiveness? Is his life worth yours?"

Yue Jian was clumsy and would only persuade him over and over again, "Third brother, put your things down."

Zhang Ying looked at this and then that, sweating profusely.

Yue Qingqing's eyes were fixed on the braised pork on the table.

Fat and thin, with a layer of deep red juice hung with fermented bean curd, it constantly exudes a tempting aroma.

As for Yue Jiannan...

It's okay, his luck is normal.

After making a fuss, it was Lin Chunju who slapped the table.

"Boss, don't stop him, let this bastard be beaten up by others and he will be honest."

Yue Jiandong thought the same thing, Wang Jinshun also went to the fields to do farm work, and he had two arms.

On the other hand, Yue Jiannan was born with a weak body. When he was a child, he had a runny nose when he saw the wind. It took the past two years to get better.

The eldest brother let go, and Yue Jiannan stood awkwardly at the door.

It's not right to leave, and you will lose your share when you come back.

The hoe on his shoulder loosened and almost hit his foot, which made him cry out in shock.

Yue Jiannan could only sit back at the table awkwardly.

"Bah, I'm not that stupid, I...I'll survive that old bastard to death."

As he spoke, he was about to pick up a piece of meat, but Lin Chunju hit him on the back of his hand with a chopstick.

"Wash your hands!"

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help laughing out loud.

Only Yue Jiandong sighed silently in his heart.

When Dad died, he was already a 16-year-old youth.

Standing in front of everyone, Wang Jinshun firmly assured that Yue Dashan drowned himself and had nothing to do with him.

Everyone knew he was lying, but no one wanted to offend him for the poor Yue family.

At that time, Yue Jiandong was far less mature than he is now, and he hid the kitchen knife at home in the middle of the night, planning to die with Wang Jinshun.

When I got to the door, I found my mother was standing in the yard.

Holding her premature brother in her arms, the wind squeezed her clothes tightly around her body.

Even though she had just given birth, she was so thin that only a handful of bones remained.

Mother said that if father knew that he was like this, he would jump out of the coffin and beat him.

The dead are already dead, and the living can only find ways to live.

His mother made him swear that he would never seek revenge on Wang Jinshun.

Mother said that he is still young and cannot be blinded by hatred. He is the boss, and he wants to lead the whole family to live a good life together, and don't care about the rats in the mud ditch all day long.

Mother said a lot, some of which Yue Jiandong still remembered, but some of which he forgot.

But there is one sentence that he remembers most clearly.

The law of heaven is clear, and the retribution is not good.

That sentence was like an echo in the wind, echoing in Yue Jiandong's mind for more than ten years.

But how can there be real retribution in the world?After so many years, Wang Jinshun is still alive and well.

"Yeah ah..."

The childish voice of the baby interrupted Yue Jiandong's contemplation. He looked along and saw Yue Qingqing shaking her fist at the braised pork on the table.

Zhang Ying coaxed lovingly and funnyly, "Qingqing is good, you can only eat it when you grow up."

The daughter seemed to be able to understand, with an angry look on her little face, and she buried her head in Yingzi's arms in a fit of anger.

Yue Jiandong couldn't help grinning, mother was right, there's no need to be blinded by hatred.

Like this child, maybe it was God-given to him.

This good mood lasted until noon the next day.

Yue Jiandong had just finished his work and was taking off his straw hat and sitting by the ridge of the field fanning the wind.

A figure came running from far away, still shouting incessantly.

"Boss of the Yue family, come with me!"

"Your third child is going to fight Wang Jinshun, you go and persuade him, otherwise something will happen!"

(End of this chapter)