Seeing that Zhao Dagou was still indifferent, the villager who had previously helped to ask the question became annoyed and stepped forward, snatching the wine bowl from Zhao Dagou's hand and throwing it to the ground.

"When are you still in the mood to drink? Uncle Li Zheng is asking you something, so you should speak quickly!"

Zhao Dagou was not upset when his wine bowl was robbed. He stood up unsteadily from the ground and came to Yang Huazhong.

"Uncle Li Zheng, Uncle Yang, please, please stop coming to my house every two days, okay?"

"You are Li Zheng, not Guanyin Bodhisattva, and you don't have the magic power to bring my little Mao back to life. You can't help me with anything, so don't come here every day and show your kindness..."

"Zhao Dagou, why are you talking? Are you looking for a beating?"

The villagers who came with Yang Huazhong couldn't bear it anymore and shouted at Zhao Dagou.

Yang Huazhong raised his hand to stop the roar of others. He looked at Zhao Dagou calmly: "Zhao Dagou, I am Li Zheng of Changping Village. Everything I do is for the benefit of the villagers, and I have a clear conscience."

"Since you buried the child, it will not cause any harm to the village. I have nothing more to say. You can express your condolences and let everyone disperse!"

Yang Huazhong was the first to leave Zhao Dagou's house.

Everyone else was so angry that they didn't want to stay here any longer. They all sympathized with Zhao Dagou at first, but now they found that this person was a little ignorant.

It was obvious that he was stupid and killed his son, but he turned his anger onto the people next to him, thinking that others came to care because they wanted to see his family's jokes.

Yes, it cannot be ruled out that many villagers like to watch the fun, but sometimes there is no malice in watching the fun. Not everyone is so twisted and bases their own happiness on the pain of others.

After something happened to Zhao Dagou's family, weren't they the villagers who came to help take care of Zhao Dagou's wife?

The neighbor next door makes porridge and delivers it every day, and relatives and friends also come over to burn incense. Everyone is enthusiastic. Isn't it bad luck to put down the hoe and run to Zhao's house?

What a ungrateful thing.

When Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang returned to Changping Village, three days had passed since the incident happened at Zhao Dagou's house.

As soon as they entered the village, they met the villagers. They pulled Yang Ruoqing and told her about this on the roadside, which really shocked Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang.

I have experienced many bizarre things, but this heating bucket accident was really shocking.

The villagers' explanation was not detailed enough, so Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang hurried home and asked Yang Huazhong about the matter in detail.

"This matter... I don't even know what to say. It's simply a human tragedy!"

Yang Ruoqing sat on the chair and murmured. Although she had never experienced it personally, the fear and pain that child experienced at that time was really unimaginable!

Being reborn in a family like Zhao Dagou can only be said to be a tragedy for that child.

Parents, as guardians, are so incompetent. In a modern society with a sound legal system, they must be held legally responsible. The best way is to sentence them to a lifelong ban on being parents again and deprive them of the right to have children!

"The woman's cry that I heard that night might be a bad omen!" Yang Ruoqing added.

Luo Fengtang looked at her with comforting eyes.

Sometimes the omens are so vague, and you don't know from which direction the disaster will come. Human power is so pale in some cases.

Yang Huazhong was a little frustrated. This was the fifth time he sighed after Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang entered the door.

"It's all my fault. I've neglected my duty. Before you left, Qing'er, you warned me carefully, telling me to be prepared, but I still wasn't prepared, and this tragedy happened in our village..."

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "Dad, please don't talk about yourself like that. Our village is so big, with nearly two hundred households. Who's family is not a mess?"

"Even if you have all the heads and six arms, you still can't manage it. Besides, you have tried your best. You have taken precautions in all dangerous places in the village. You have also gone door-to-door and talked patiently with some villagers who are stubborn and can't understand.

It’s really not easy for us to communicate with each other and do this for you.”

Luo Fengtang also took over the conversation and said: "Qing'er is right, father-in-law, this incident is an accident and has nothing to do with you. This is the responsibility of Zhao Dagou and his wife. You really don't need to blame yourself."

Yang Ruoqing also regained her composure, and then comforted Yang Huazhong: "Yes, dad, this has nothing to do with you. You are not the god of his family's house. You are always guarding them. Moreover, if they want to commit suicide, no one can stop them.

.I accused you of being bad-hearted after the accident. This kind of person is not worthy of sympathy at all. Please stop being depressed!"

After some persuasion from his daughter and son-in-law, Yang Huazhong finally felt better.

"Fortunately, he finally listened to my advice and buried himself in peace. This matter is now in the past. The next step is to nurse his mother-in-law back to health. Oh, by the way, I have to go back to Uncle Fu.

After settling the account, we probably have nearly two taels of silver."

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing was also speechless.

"Dad, you are legitimate here, you really have no choice."

"Since you have said before that you will pay for it, then you will go to Fu Bo's to settle the money later. During the settlement, you will bring Zhao Dagou and a few village elders to be witnesses. After that, we will follow up.

The treatment is Zhao Dagou’s business and has nothing to do with you Li Zheng.”

Yang Huazhong nodded and went out to do this.

Mrs. Sun was playing with Jiaojiao next to her. During this period of time, Ms. Sun was living at home, sleeping soundly, and her complexion gradually improved.

Yang Ruoqing took over Jiaojiao and teased her for a while, then talked to Mrs. Sun for a while, then found an excuse to leave her parents' house.

…

"Qing'er, is this medicine really useful? To tell you the truth, I really don't dare to sleep these days and nights. I'm afraid that as soon as I close my eyes, I will turn into that toad and jump to the river to drink water. You see

Look, my eyeballs are all bloodshot, and the bags under my eyes are almost scarier than my grandfather’s cigarette bag!"

As soon as Yang Yongqing saw Yang Ruoqing, he couldn't help crying.

While crying, he used his hands to hold up his eyelids so that Yang Ruoqing could look at her.

Yang Ruoqing took a look and found that the eyes were really scary, like pinkeye.

As for the bags under the eyes, they are not an exaggeration at all.

"Take this medicine and you'll be fine," Yang Ruoqing said.

This trip to the mountains to find Yu'er, as a saint of the Black Lotus Sect, Yu'er really did not disappoint Yang Ruoqing.

Upon hearing this, he took the problematic wine jar brought by Yang Ruoqing and immediately deduced that it was a 'golden toad poison'.

Fortunately, this poison is relatively shallow, and its purpose is to trick Yang Yongqing, that is, to make Yang Yongqing suffer, and has no intention of taking his life.

Therefore, it is relatively easy to remove the poison, and the child poison can be removed without touching the mother poison.
Chapter completed!