Chapter 8033 rainy night
Just this formation made Yang Ruoqing's heart tighten slightly, and a bad feeling surged throughout her body.
"...It's been so many days, and there is still no news about Tang Yazi. His father, if it doesn't work, just tell Lao Si and Yong Zhi about this matter, and let everyone help find it."
What a pair of eyes I have..."
This was Sun's voice. Her voice was very low, but Yang Ruoqing still realized that her mother must have cried and her voice was a little hoarse.
Recalling that during this period, my mother's eyes were always red and swollen. She asked her, and she either said she didn't sleep well at night, or she was blinded by the storm, or she was worried about Duo'er...
In short, she made many excuses, but Yang Ruoqing believed them all. After all, Shengnan has never seen anyone alive or dead.
As the mother-in-law, Ms. Sun loves her daughter so much and loves her house so much that the mysterious disappearance of her son-in-law must be a serious illness in her heart.
Yang Huazhong didn't say a word, and there was still a little red fire flashing in front of his mouth.
"Dad, don't smoke all the time. You've smoked too much these days and your throat is going to be broken." Mrs. Sun said again.
Yang Huazhong put down the dry tobacco pole in his hand and sighed.
"I feel depressed, and nothing can help me. If I don't smoke to relieve my worries, what can I do?"
"Even if you smoke, you can't relieve your worries. It also damages your body. You've been coughing for the past two nights, and I feel flustered." Mrs. Sun added.
Yang Huazhong still sighed.
Sun went on to say, "Sheng Nan and Tang Yazi are nowhere to be found. I hide the truth from Qing'er every day and feel sorry for our daughter. Seeing that she has such a big belly and still hides it, I almost said it several times
Out……"
Yang Huazhong's tone suddenly became tense, and he interrupted Sun's words: "My dear, you must hold back at this moment! Our daughter cannot bear that blow!"
Mrs. Sun was sobbing again, "...Why are the lives of my two daughters so miserable? God, why don't you take me in and replace my two sons-in-law..."
Sun's words stopped abruptly in the middle of what she said.
Because a figure staggered at the door of the house.
"Qing...Qing'er?" Mrs. Sun was stunned. She narrowed her eyes to identify it carefully, and subconsciously called out.
Yang Huazhong was so shocked that he jumped up from his stool and froze on the spot, at a loss.
At this moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck from the sky outside, and the green lightning caught sight of Yang Ruoqing's face that was whiter than paper at the door.
Thunder rumbled, like thousands of troops trampling over the head.
The sound of thunder woke up Yang Huazhong and Sun in the room.
"Qing'er..."
Mrs. Sun shouted, got up and ran towards the door.
However, the person at the door seemed like a stiff piece of wood, and suddenly fell to the ground on his back.
"Girl!"
"sister!"
Such a heavy body, carrying two fetuses, was covered with bluestone on the ground.
Falling on your back like this, not to mention hitting the back of the head, may kill someone, even if you fall on your back on a ball of cotton, it will be difficult for the fetuses to bear this movement!
So when Yang Ruoqing fell down in front of Yang Huazhong and Sun, their voices were distorted.
Ms. Sun was so frightened that her legs were weak. There was clearly a voice in her head telling her to rush forward and catch her daughter to prevent her from falling.
But her legs refused to obey her, and she was frozen there as if a restraining spell had been cast on her. She was so anxious that tears came out of her eyes.
Yang Huazhong is a man and can react faster than Sun, but because Yang Huazhong is relatively far away from the door.
Distant water cannot save nearby fire, and Yang Huazhong is beyond reach, so he can only act in a hurry.
The couple just watched helplessly as their daughter fell down before their eyes, feeling extremely desperate.
At this moment, a figure rushed over from the kitchen, shouted "Sister", then lay down on the ground and made a meat mat for Yang Ruoqing...
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Lightning flashed, thunder crashed, and pouring rain washed over this area of the world.
In such a big village, everyone was hiding at home. After a hasty dinner, they blew out the lights and hid in bed. The timid ones were so scared that they covered their ears.
The thunder outside was really terrifying, the lightning flashed one after another, and the night inside the house suddenly seemed like day.
Some children were frightened and cried, and their mothers held them in their arms and coaxed them softly.
The man was lying on the edge with his arms behind his head, looking worried and worried at the electric light outside.
"It's raining so hard, will it be flooded again?"
I’m really scared of drowning!
In the west room of Lao Wang's house, Mrs. Tan took a basin and placed it next to the wardrobe to catch the rain.
The raindrops fell into the basin, and Mrs. Tan muttered, turning around and taking another bucket to catch the rain on the other side.
"I don't know who did something evil and caused such a big storm. God is angry!"
Yang Huamei was also fascinated by the noise outside.
After catching the rain, Mrs. Tan returned to bed and pulled the quilt over herself.
He folded his hands into his sleeves, followed Yang Huamei's gaze and looked out the window, shrunk his shoulders and said, "Maybe it's not the bad guys that are being recruited, but the birds and beasts in the mountains that have become spirits!"
"Become a spirit?" Yang Huamei came back to her senses and was a little curious about this matter.
What Tan was most afraid of was that what he said would not arouse the interest of the old girl, leaving the old girl to think about her own troubles. The more she thought about it, the more troubled she became.
What the old lady likes most is her daughter talking to her. As long as her daughter is willing to listen and speak, Mr. Tan will be happiest.
Mrs. Tan coughed lightly, straightened her body, and told Yang Huamei in detail the sayings passed down from generation to generation in the countryside.
"Becoming a spirit means that those birds and beasts have lived in the world for a long time, grown strong and big, and have thoughts and ideas in their heads just like us."
"Then I don't know where I found the method of cultivation. Year by year, it will take hundreds of years to ascend. I can no longer stay here. I have to go to heaven to become a god."
Yang Huamei raised her hand to cover her mouth, wanting to laugh a little: "Ah, how can a god be so easy to do! None of us can be a god, let alone those animals!"
Tan curled his lips, "It's just a wishful thinking. Even God can't agree to this!"
As the old lady spoke, she raised a finger and pointed at the top of her head.
"God will send down thunder and lightning to kill the spirits that want to fly up to the sky, and prevent them from flying up."
"I remember hearing something like this when I was a kid. It was said that there was such a violent storm one night, with lightning and thunder,"
"Everyone was so scared that they hid in their homes and did not dare to go out. The noise outside was like the heavenly soldiers and generals coming down to catch someone."
"I also heard the roar of wild beasts, and the earth shook."
"When the weather calmed down the next day, everyone came out and took a look, wow, even though there was such a big movement at night, not a single tree in the village was knocked down!"
Yang Hua's eyes widened: "This is really loud with heavy thunder but little rain. It's a bit rare."
However, Mrs. Tan raised the corners of her lips and smiled mysteriously, "I haven't finished speaking yet. There is no damage to the village at all, as if what happened at night was like a dream."
"But at the foot of the mountain behind the village, there is a tea garden, Guaiguai. The nearly ten acres of tea garden looks like it has been burned by fire. All the tea trees are gone. There is a big pit on the ground, and in the pit lies a
A wild boar whose whole body was burned black."
Chapter completed!