Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 125 Urgent

However, there was Wang Dalang between her and Ma Chun'er, and Wang Dalang tried his best to stop her, so all the slaps from Aunt Liu fell on Wang Dalang.

Aunt Liu was angry and distressed, "Your dear father, I raised you up, but in the end you helped your wife to piss me off. I raised you in vain!"

Ma Chun'er tried to push Wang Dalang away, "Get out of my way! Don't think I won't fight back. I'll fight her and see who can win!"

Neither side appreciated his kindness, and Wang Dalang was in tears and had no idea what to do.

Mrs. Li, who was watching, was worried that something might happen to Song Tian holding a baby who had just been buried alive, so she hurriedly reminded him, "Go check on the child first. Yingwa, where did your brother go with the baby?"

After she reminded him, Ma Chun'er also thought about the child's condition and pointed at Aunt Liu and said, "If anything happens to the child, I will fight you to the death!"

After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Song Ying, "Daya, I was sorry to you before. This time, it's all thanks to you and Song Tian. I'll thank you later."

This was the first time she spoke properly to Song Ying since she married into Xinghua Village. She even called herself her sister-in-law, which made Song Ying a little uncomfortable.

"I was in a hurry to lead Aunt Liu away. I didn't know where Song Tian would take the child, but he shouldn't be able to run far. Maybe he's near the pit. I'll take you there.

Also, my name is Song Ying now, and Daya is just my nickname."

"Okay, sister-in-law will remember it in the future. Lead the way quickly." Ma Chun'er was very anxious.

Most people followed. Li was thinking about Song Yuan's schooling, so she told Yang: "Second wife, you go back to cook. If Yingwa can't get back in time, you can send Yuanwa to school."

At this time, the work in the fields can only be put aside for the time being.

Song Ying led everyone to the place where Aunt Liu buried the child, but did not find any trace of Song Tian.

Looking at the familiar swaddling clothes at the edge of the pit, Ma Chuner was furious and her heart sank to the bottom.

Others could not help but be shocked by Aunt Liu's cruelty: "This, this, this, she didn't even leave swaddling clothes for the child!"

"It was so cold in the morning, and the child was put naked in the dirt pit."

Hearing what they said, Ma Chuner panicked even more and shouted: "Song Tian! Song Tian..."

Others also helped to call out to Song Tian.

Song Ying frowned. With everyone shouting at once, it was so noisy that Song Tian might not be able to hear even if he responded.

Just as she was about to remind the villagers, she heard Song Tian's surprised and anxious voice coming from the bushes below in the southeast: "I'm here! I'm here! Come quickly! Her face is blue!"

Ma Chun'er ran over in a hurry, and in her panic she missed a step and almost fell down. Fortunately, the person next to her was quick to help her up.

"Slow down, slow down, no matter how anxious you are, you have to slow down. If something happens to you at this time, the child will be in danger."

Thinking of Aunt Liu's cruelty, Ma Chun'er agreed with her deeply and had to suppress her panic and slowed down slightly.

Everyone ran over and saw Song Tian with his upper body naked, his neck hunched due to the cold. His clothes were wrapped around the child's body in a mess, leaving his head exposed.

Ma Chun'er almost snatched the child from his hands, quickly pulled a corner of his clothes to wrap the child's head, leaving only the nose and mouth exposed.

After doing all this, she began to check on the child. She could feel the child's body was cold through his clothes. His eyes were closed, his face was blue, and his breathing was so weak that he was almost dying.

Ma Chun'er's heart was tightened. She held the child in one hand and quickly took off her coat with the other hand and wrapped the child in another layer.

She still felt that it was not enough and was about to take off the only remaining undershirt, but was stopped by the crowd. Several men immediately took off their clothes and gave them to her.

After wrapping the child with layer after layer of wrapping, the child's condition did not improve, and Ma Chuner's tears rolled down.

"Why are you crying? Take the child home!" Li scolded, and took a man's clothes to wrap Song Tian up, and told Wang Dalang who followed behind, "Go back quickly and ask which family has hot water. If not, go home and get some."

"The village chief's house should have hot water!" Song Ying said immediately.

Qian was in poor health and would not go up the mountain to harvest wheat. She must be cooking at home at this time, and there must be hot water in her pot.

Ma Chun'er also thought of this and ran down the mountain with the child in her arms.

Some people followed her down the mountain, but more people chose to go back to their own fields to work.

The wheat has turned yellow. We have to take advantage of the good weather these days to harvest it quickly. Otherwise, if it rains and blows, the wheat will fall over and be difficult to harvest. That is not a big deal. The key is that the wheat ears are very fragile when they are ripe and can easily fall to the ground, which will result in a lot of wheat loss.

Li and Uncle Song also chose to go back to continue harvesting wheat, but before leaving, they said to Song Ying, "You go back to cook, and let your aunt take over. If the Wang family's child is in trouble and needs to go to the county, lend them the ox cart."

Song Ying agreed and followed the crowd down the mountain.

When they parted at the intersection, she found that Song Tian was also following her home, and couldn't help wondering: "Why don't you go over and take a look?"

Given Song Tian's love of joining in the fun, he would go wherever there was work to do. And now the cows couldn't be taken to the mountain, and he had nothing to do, so why wouldn't he go along?

Song Tian shook his head like a rattle, his eyes full of fear, "I feel like she's dying, her body is as cold as ice. It's over, it's over, I held a dead child, she won't come looking for me when she turns into a ghost, right?"

"Pooh, pooh, pooh! Don't talk nonsense!" How can you say such unlucky words at a time like this?

After returning home, Song Ying went straight to the kitchen. He was delayed for a while today and might not have enough time.

Yang was bending over, picking up pickles from the jar. When she heard footsteps, she said without raising her head, "The meal is almost ready. Go wake up Yuanwa."

"Okay." Song Ying turned around and called Song Yuan.

When Song Yuan was pulled out of bed, Yang had already prepared a bowl of porridge in a wooden ladle half filled with water.

Song Yuan rubbed his eyes and yawned, "Did something happen outside? It's so noisy."

Song Ying did not answer, but said: "Hurry up and eat, you're going to be late."

After saying that, she trotted into the bedroom of the two brothers Song Tian and Song Yuan, packed Song Yuan's bookcase and carried it out.

On the other side, after serving Song Yuansheng a good meal, Yang used a bamboo pole to drive the duck out of the cage, and reminded him as she walked: "Yingwa, send your little brother to school as soon as he finishes eating, don't delay on the way!"

"I know."

Song Ying responded and said to Song Tian, whose face turned pale, "If the Wang family comes to borrow a cow, you go with them and take good care of the cow."

"Why did the Wang family borrow the cow?" After eating a few mouthfuls of food, Song Yuan became more sober. Hearing this, he became very curious. "What happened?"

"Hurry up and eat. I'll tell you on the way." Song Ying glanced at the sky outside and urged hurriedly.