Farmhouse Green Plum

Finally, the three Li family members took torches and went to the submerged fields with Aunt Meihua to check the losses. Song Tian, the culprit, also followed.

There were also many villagers who went there to watch the fun.

After they left, Song Yuan pulled Daya's sleeve and said worriedly, "Sister, today I let the ducks peck at the vegetables in the garden. Will grandma beat me too? She doesn't even protect me."

"What?" Daya was shocked. "You let the ducks peck at the vegetables? When did it happen?"

She took Song Yuan with her almost every day, and she had no idea that he had also secretly gotten into trouble!

Song Yuan pinched the corner of his clothes and said, "It was this morning when you went to the woodshed to get the backpack."

Daya's heart was at ease. When she went out to work in the morning, she would drive the ducks to the empty fields or the river. This morning, Song Yuan volunteered to help her release the ducks from the cage.

She came out quickly after taking the basket. Even if all seven ducks pecked at the vegetables, they couldn't peck much in such a short time.

Thinking of this, she comforted him, "No, grandma was angry today. Have you forgotten that she was the one who protected you when you were beaten before?"

Song Yuan thought about it and realized that it was true, so he felt relieved, went back to the main room, picked up his bowl and continued eating.

Daya originally wanted to wait for Li and the others to come back before eating, but when she caught a glimpse of their rice bowls, she suddenly realized that it would take a lot of time to check the scene, estimate the losses, and discuss compensation. By the time Li and the others came back, the rice had already gone cold.

At that time, the adults, who are already in a bad mood, may vent their anger on the cold rice.

She could imagine how Li would scold her: Eat, eat, eat, you still have the mood to eat, paying so much...

Daya rubbed her stomach. She only had that much food every day and would feel hungry if she didn’t eat.

After thinking about it, she simply picked up the bowl, drank a few mouthfuls of her own porridge, poured the rice for the Li family members back into the pot, and heated it up again.

When the moon climbed over the treetops and stopped in the sky, outside we could hear Uncle Song's scolding, Song Tian's begging for mercy, Yang's sobbing, and the villagers' voices of persuasion.

Daya adjusted her expression and stood up to greet them. Uncle Song had already entered the main room with a sullen face and brought out a basket of grain that he had just picked tonight. He then forced a smile to apologize to Aunt Meihua.

so much!

Daya widened her eyes. How much did the cow eat?

Although she had expected it, she still couldn't believe it. This basket of food was enough to feed the whole family for several months!

Watching Aunt Meihua and her husband carrying the basket out of the Song family's courtyard, Daya regretted deeply that she should not have gone to pull Second Aunt so early and should have let Song Tian be beaten for a while longer.

This is enough food for several months. Even if you use it to cook white rice every day, it is enough for the whole family to eat for a month!

Not only was she distressed, the adults were even more distressed. Uncle Song couldn't help but scold Song Tian again. The more he scolded, the angrier he got. He picked up a carrying pole and prepared to attack.

Li stopped him and protected Song Tian behind her with red eyes: "The compensation has been paid, what's the point of beating him again? If he gets hurt, won't it cost money to buy medicine and see a doctor?"

Uncle Song yelled angrily: "You're still treating him? It would be best if you beat him to death, and put an end to it all!"

After scolding, she returned to the main room and sat in front of the table sulking. Yang leaned against the gate, watching Aunt Meihua and her husband walking away, crying sadly.

Daya looked at Song Tian who had his head down, and thought about the basket of grain, and didn't want to pay any attention to him at all.

She went to the kitchen, served the food and brought it into the living room, and then she insisted, "Grandma, Uncle and Aunt, eat first."