Farmer's Cannon Fodder: Listen to me, the whole family, change the plot

The weather was cold, and Su Fuzhu's swaddling clothes were actually very thick. The sweat could see through the thick swaddling clothes and wet old lady Su's hands. One can only say that Su Fuzhu was really good at pulling her trouser pockets.

Before Old Mrs. Su could do anything, Su Fuzhu started crying, shouting "bad, bad, bad" while crying. It was so clear that everyone could hear what she was shouting.

The wetness under Old Mrs. Su's hands continued to deepen, and she was reluctant to see this lucky granddaughter who was so pleasing to her eyes cry. For a moment, she didn't care about the wetness on her hands or the smell, and was anxiously coaxing Su Fuju.

Of course, there are other reasons as well.

Old Mrs. Su is a rather superstitious person. She firmly believes that if a person cries too much, he or she will cry away all his or her blessings.

In her heart, Su Fuzhu was a very lucky and noble person, a golden nugget full of blessings, and she must not cry easily.

If you cry away your great fortune, it would be a waste of time.

Therefore, she would rather endure the discomfort in her hands and the bad smell in her nose, and coax Su Fuju to stop crying.

The power of this "big incident" was much greater than Song Rending had imagined. Except for the first "puff", because of Su Fuju's crying, Song Rending didn't know if there would be another "puff" after that.

But the stench was really overwhelming.

The thatched pavilion was a place with wind blowing in from all sides, so the stench could linger for a long time. Su Fuzhu was only four months old and was drinking only her mother's milk.

So, for a moment, Song Rending began to be curious about what Zhang Chuncao was eating all day long?

Even if it was because she changed the characters that caused Su Fuzhu to pull her trouser pocket, the characters she changed were not enough to make Su Fuzhu's trouser pocket smell abnormally.

[The food at the Su family is quite varied! Especially Zhang Chuncao.]

Song Rending thought with blinking eyes.

There was actually nothing funny about this sentence, but it somehow hit the funny spot of Old Lady Song. If it weren't for the fact that the surrounding environment was too smelly and she didn't want to breathe, she would have laughed a long time ago.

Old Mrs. Su was still standing there, hugging Su Fuzhu and coaxing her, blocking the only path for everyone to leave.

There was no other way. The thatched pavilion was built high, and because there were so many people sitting there, there was a small opening for people to leave. If one wanted to go down, one could only go from where Old Lady Su was standing.

If he didn't go the way Old Lady Su was blocking, he would have no choice but to jump over the pavilion.

But at this height, these older ladies who may have osteoporosis would either sprain their ankles or, in more serious cases, break their legs if they jumped down.

So Old Lady Su's behavior of blocking the road and holding Su Fuzhu there aroused public anger.

The stench in the air is so charming that normally, no one wants to open their mouths to speak. But they have to speak, they have to open their mouths!

"Old Su Po, your granddaughter has made this place so smelly, please stop blocking the road!"

Finally, someone spoke up and asked Old Lady Su to give way.

Does this stench make Old Lady Su feel uncomfortable?

Of course it's uncomfortable, it smells bad, who would feel comfortable smelling it?

But Old Lady Su kept repeating in her heart that this was the odor coming from her precious baby Su Fuju, and she consoled herself by thinking that this was Su Fuju expelling the bad luck from her body and that it was a lucky smell, and she used these words to paralyze her nerves.

So even though Old Mrs. Su herself felt it was smelly, she would not allow others to say that her granddaughter had made the place smelly.

"What are you talking about? Where does it stink? Where does it stink? Why can't I smell it?"

Old Mrs. Su spoke in a harsh tone.

Su Fuzhu was still crying, but not as loudly as she did at the beginning. Instead, she was whimpering, as if she was in a bad mood because her butt was uncomfortable.

It’s a pity that Old Lady Su was so anxious to argue with someone that she didn’t pay any attention to her.

Seeing Old Lady Su lying with her eyes open, the person who had just spoken almost laughed out of anger.

Perhaps because the Su Fuzhu stopped producing odor, the original odor gradually faded as the lawn was ventilated on all sides.

The man rolled his eyes at Old Lady Su and said, "If you are sick, go get treatment. If you have a problem with your nose, go see a doctor! What's more, the land you are occupying is outside the Song Family Ancestral Hall. It belongs to our Song Family. You are not a member of our clan, so please make way!"

In order to show that Songjia Village is a family, villagers generally do not say this.

But the incident of Old Lady Su burying the talisman before had already caused taboos among everyone, and today's incident had angered everyone again. Everyone has a temper, and when the temper is aroused, naturally anything can be said.

When Mrs. Su heard her say this, she felt embarrassed. She turned her eyes and immediately refused: "Why can't I occupy this piece of land? My second daughter-in-law, Song Xiuhe, is surnamed Song!"

After hearing her say this, someone immediately sneered and mocked: "Song Xiuhe's last name is Song, but is she the Song from our Songjia Village?"

Everyone in the village knew that Song Xiuhe married into the village from outside and her parents' home was in Caodianzi Village.

Although her surname was indeed Song, she did not worship the same ancestral temple as the other Song people in Songjia Village.

It would be really ridiculous for Old Lady Su to pull her out to give herself confidence.

After saying this, Old Mrs. Su realized that she had talked about the wrong person, but after looking around her family, no one was a worshiper of the Songjia Village Ancestral Hall, so she could only stick her neck out and not bow her head to avoid losing face.

Of course, she didn't give up the way.

However, at this moment, it didn't matter whether she gave way or not.

Because the stench in the thatched pavilion had almost dissipated, as long as you stayed away from Old Lady Su, you wouldn't be able to smell anything.

Old Mrs. Su was so motivated and focused on dealing with the villagers that she completely forgot about her granddaughter Su Fuzhu, who was attacking them, in her arms. This was completely seen by the group of people in the thatched pavilion.

Everyone couldn't help but murmur in their hearts, saying that Grandma Su loved her granddaughter the most, but it seems that this is also false.

If it really hurts the most, how could you just leave your child's butt covered in shit and urine while you're here arguing with others?

But no one spoke up to remind them, because they knew that even if they did, it would not go over well with Old Lady Su, and they might even be blamed by her.

It’s not your own child, so what happens to him has nothing to do with you.

Su Fuzhu was really not feeling well. No one helped her change her swaddling clothes and diaper ring, so she could only struggle to attract people's attention.

During the time when Old Mrs. Su was arguing with someone, Gu Yong stretched out her hand.

So, when no one was arguing with Old Lady Su, she saw it as soon as she lowered her head.

Su Fuzhu stopped crying this time, but stretched out her hands and yelled. Old Mrs. Su, who suddenly lost her mind, thought that Su Fuzhu was expressing her love to her, so she lowered her head and put her face in Su Fuzhu's hands, saying, "Grandma loves our Fuzhu the most."

As a result, her expression of affection did not make Su Fuzhu laugh out loud. Instead, when she put her face close to Su Fuzhu's palm, Su Fuzhu grabbed her hard.

"bad!"

Su Fuzhu grabbed Old Lady Su hard and shouted out these words.

Her fingernails must have been seldom trimmed.

Because Old Mrs. Su screamed and when she broke away from her hands, there was a bloody streak on her nose which he had grabbed hard.

[Ah! His face is disfigured! Bok Nyeo is so cruel! ]