Spring comes to the desperate place

Song Qinshi didn't see Song Dazhuang come back until lunch time, so she sent Song Chunlin to look for him. After Song Chunlin responded, he immediately spread out his mental power net, and soon he knew why Song Dazhuang didn't come back.

"Dad!" Song Chunlin trotted to the field where Song Dazhuang was burying the last few sweet potatoes. When he heard the voice and saw that it was his son, his worried look immediately disappeared.

"Oh, it's Chunlin. Wait a minute, don't come down. Dad will go back after finishing these."

Song Chunlin stopped and squatted on the edge of the field waiting for Song Dazhuang.

Song Dazhuang patted the mud off his body and said, "Let's talk about it when we get back."

The father and son returned home one after another. Seeing that both of them looked unhappy, Song Qinshi did not dare to say anything and just silently set the table.

When Grandpa Song saw his son and grandson in such a state, he keenly guessed that something must have happened in the field. He didn't even bother to eat and hurriedly pulled his son to ask him what happened.

Song Dazhuang told the story of what happened on the farm in detail:

"Those sweet potatoes weren't dug up, but a lot of them were pulled out, so I tried to bury them back to see if they could still survive."

Grandpa Song said sullenly, "How can he live after his roots are pulled out? This damned bastard, if I knew who did it, I would kill that beast even if I had to sacrifice my old bones."

Such a big thing happened in the Song family's field. A large area of sweet potato vines were pulled off. The villagers in the neighboring fields saw it, and the whole village was talking about it for a while.

"I think it's just that a big tree attracts the wind. Sweet potato leaves have a high yield, taste good, and can be used to feed pigs. Isn't it more cost-effective to grow this than to work hard every day to cut grass for pigs? How can such an eye-catching thing not make people jealous?"

"You may be jealous, but you can't waste food. There are so many of them. That person should be struck by lightning."

"Isn't it? I heard that the Song family just ran to the village chief's house. Did they ask our village chief to catch the thieves?"

"That's almost right. If someone destroyed such a large piece of land, would you let him go?"

"That's definitely not possible. If I catch the beast that destroyed the farmland, I will beat him so hard that his mother won't recognize him."

After saying that, everyone started laughing. It seemed that they really disliked people who ruined the fields.

"Si'er's, didn't your family eat sweet potato leaves? How was it? Was it delicious?"

The person being called was the village chief's nephew's husband. When Song Dazhuang sent sweet potato leaves, his family also got some to eat, so he had a say in this matter.

"That thing is similar to the vegetables we eat every day, and it's not that delicious. But my father-in-law said that if the yield is really high, we will plant an acre of land next year. The five pigs at home are very greedy."

The topic unconsciously shifted to pig farming. There were not many families in Yongle Village who could raise pigs, and even fewer who could raise five pigs at a time. The Wang family was considered a wealthy family in the village. The family was large and the sisters-in-law were all fertile. A group of little kids could get a lot of pig feed by running to the mountain.

At that time, Song Dazhuang targeted the large pig farmers in these villages. Not only can sweet potato vines be used to feed pigs, but sweet potatoes can also be used to feed pigs. Even if people don't like to eat them after they are grown, how can pigs not like to eat them if they are fed to pigs?

However, there is no one in Song Dazhuang who does not like eating sweet potatoes. Roasted sweet potatoes are so delicious. You will know it once you have eaten them.

Wang Zhang mingled among the crowd, occasionally saying a few words, but her eyes kept looking in the direction of the village chief's house. She was not afraid that the village chief would find someone to catch the thief, because they had hidden the thing well enough to ensure that no one else would find it. She just wanted to see Song Dazhuang's angry look, thinking it would be quite nice.

It's just that Wang Zhang misjudged a little. Others might not be able to find what she hid, but Song Chunlin is a top-level psychic with superpowers. On the way back to the village, Song Chunlin had already spread out his mental power and quickly found Wang Fugui and Wang Zhang's parents' home. After he returned home, he had already figured out how to deal with the couple.

So when the village chief gathered the people, Wang Fugui initially thought that the village chief wanted to help Song Dazhuang catch the thief. But after everyone arrived and heard what the village chief said, he and Wang Zhang were dumbfounded.

"The sweet potato leaves have been infested with insects recently. I was in a hurry and asked someone to prepare some insecticide powder. I mixed it with water and sprinkled it on the leaves. The medicine was sprinkled on the leaves not long ago and it was very toxic. If someone gets sick from eating the sweet potato leaves, then my Song family will be guilty of a great sin."

Song Dazhuang tried his best to act grief-stricken, but his acting skills were not good and he looked very stiff. However, it was precisely because he was stiff and spoke with some stumbling that his words became more credible.

"Everyone, I asked the village chief to gather everyone here, not to catch the thief, but to tell that person that if he feels unwell after eating the sweet potato leaves, he can come to my house to find me. I can give him the antidote for free and compensate him for the medicine."

As soon as Song Dazhuang finished speaking, there was a dead silence. Everyone was dumbfounded by his words. They had been growing crops for so many years and had never seen any pesticide powder that could kill insects on crops. For a moment, they didn't know whether they should believe Song Dazhuang's words.

The village chief cleared his throat and said, "Okay, now that everyone knows, I will also remind that person that wasting food is a serious crime in our dynasty. Song Dazhuang chose not to report it to the authorities in order to avoid causing any loss of life. If he really reported it to the authorities and was thrown into jail, he would be severely punished. For the sake of his life, whoever stole it should go to Song Dazhuang in private to ask for the antidote, and this matter will be over. Okay, everyone disperse."

Wang Fugui and his wife felt their legs were weak when they walked back. When they got home, they bolted the door from the inside and supported each other back to the room.

Wang Zhang's face turned pale. "Boss, is what Mr. Song said true? Did he really put drugs on the sweet potato leaves?"

Wang Fugui was carefully feeling his body to see if there was anything wrong. Seeing his wife like this, he gritted his teeth and said, "I think he is bluffing. He really thinks we are both stupid. Why ask him for the antidote? Believe it or not, he will hand us over to the government the moment we ask him for the antidote."

Even though her husband said so, Wang Zhang was still very scared: "But this is the first time we have seen sweet potato leaves. What if they really poisoned them? Our son is still so young. What if something really happens?"

Seeing that what Wang Zhang said made sense, Wang Fugui paced back and forth in the room. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. It was Wang Fugui's son who came back.

"Mom and Dad, I'm hungry. I want to eat the vegetable leaves I had this morning!" The child started yelling as soon as he entered the door. Wang Zhang quickly covered her son's mouth and told him not to speak.

"Keep your voice down. Didn't I tell you this morning that you couldn't let anyone know that we eat good food at home? How could you forget it again?"

Wang Fugui poked his son's head, looked outside, and found that nothing was passing by. Then he closed the door with confidence and pulled his son into the house to scold him.

Song Chunlin "saw" all of this through his mental power. He had just added something to the Wang family's water tank while the family was not at home, ensuring that they would "fall ill" this afternoon.

In fact, as early as when Song Chunlin and Song Dazhuang were on their way back, he had expanded his mental power in all directions and quickly found the sweet potato vines hidden in Wang Fugui's house. There was also another family that had a large number of sweet potato vines hidden. Song Chunlin didn't know the relationship between the two families and only guessed that they were probably relatives.

Song Chunlin didn't care what kind of relatives they were. Since they were in his family, they must be accomplices. Since he liked his accomplices so much, they could just enjoy the feast he brought them together.

Just when the Wang family was feeling anxious, something happened at the Zhang family. First, the youngest child suddenly vomited all over the floor, and then the husband of the eldest son Zhang fell straight down, shocking the whole family.

Boss Zhang stood up to help, but suddenly he felt dizzy. If he hadn't held on to the table to steady himself, he would have fallen to the ground.

Not long after, the two old men also began to experience palpitations and dizziness. Boss Zhang vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

Doctor Zhang, who was lying on the ground, woke up quickly. He saw that everyone was holding their chests and supporting their heads, and no one came to help him, so he gritted his teeth and sat up. Before he could say anything, he felt nauseous in his chest and almost vomited like his son.

Old lady Zhang was panting heavily. She didn't understand what was wrong with her. She asked her son in a somewhat uncomfortable manner: "What happened to us? Did we eat anything wrong?"

Boss Zhang had already recovered. When he heard what his mother said, he suddenly had an idea and seemed to remember something. He helped his husband up, then staggered out and came to the door of the second brother's house next door.

"What's wrong, brother? Are you sick?" Zhang Laoer looked at the pale-faced eldest brother, thinking that he had some emergency illness, and hurriedly invited him into the house.

However, Zhang Lao Da refused and instead asked him to help go to his sister's house in the next village.

"Okay, I'll go after I finish this bite. Do you have anything to tell her, or is there something going on with our parents?"

Boss Zhang just asked him to invite his brother-in-law over and said nothing else. He then went back home with a pale face.

Zhang Laoer looked at his eldest brother's back. Although he thought his request was strange, as he did not go to the doctor when he was sick but went to his brother-in-law instead, he went back, put down the bowl, said something to his wife and went out.

At the same time, Wang Fugui and his wife also felt some discomfort in their chests. Wang Zhang was so dizzy that she lay on the bed and refused to get up. Their son was better, but his face was a little pale and he looked listless and didn't want to move.

When Zhang Laoer came over, he saw that they also looked very uncomfortable, and asked in surprise, "Why are you not feeling well too?"

Wang Fugui caught the word "also": "Who else is feeling uncomfortable?"

Zhang Lao Da: "Of course it's Big Brother. When I came here, my parents were so upset that they couldn't speak. I said I wanted to call a doctor, but Big Brother refused and told me to come here to find you."

At this point, even if Zhang Laoer was a thick-skinned man, he began to come to his senses.

"Why are you both feeling uncomfortable? Did you do something behind your parents' backs again?"

Wang Fugui naturally would not admit that he had stolen from the Song family's field last night. At this moment, he heard that Zhang Lao Da's family also began to feel unwell, and he believed Song Dazhuang's words about spreading the medicine. Otherwise, how else could he explain that they all had different degrees of discomfort?

Zhang Laoer has always been disgusted with Wang Fugui's daily behavior. He is still angry that Wang Fugui abducted his quiet and beautiful sister. He rarely visits him, but now that he sees his sister in so much pain that she can't get up, he can't help but feel soft-hearted.

Zhang Laoer sighed and said, "How about this, I'll go get a doctor for you. The master can bear the pain, but my nephew can't bear it."

When Wang Fugui saw that Zhang Laoer was going to call a doctor, he hurriedly stopped him. Even Wang Zhangshi endured the dizziness and climbed out of the bed to persuade Zhang Laoer.

"Brother, we are really fine. Aren't you here to look for Fugui? Fugui, please go back with my second brother. Don't let anything urgent happen. It would be bad if you are delayed."

It was rare for Wang Zhang to be so reasonable and well-reasoned, and she coaxed her second brother with sweet words. At the request of his sister, Zhang Laoer still took Wang Fugui away. After the two left, Wang Zhang breathed a sigh of relief and fell back on the bed.

I have to say that Wang Fugui is in very good health. He can still keep up with Zhang Laoer's pace. But his face looks really ugly. Seeing this, Zhang Laoer slowed down his pace and followed Wang Fugui closely. Although he usually doesn't like this brother-in-law, he is still his sister's man and the pillar of the Wang family. If something really happens to Wang Fugui, what should his sister and young nephew do?

Boss Zhang waited and waited at home, and finally at dusk, he saw Wang Fugui, who was out of breath.

Zhang Laoer saw that they seemed to be hiding something from him, so his face was gloomy. He walked straight into the inner room and found his parents lying on the bed with very sad expressions on their faces. When they saw him come in, they just called him weakly and then there was no other sound.

Zhang Laoer was afraid that something might happen to his parents, so he ignored his eldest brother's dissuasion and insisted on going out to find a doctor.

Boss Zhang and Wang Fugui could only watch him leave. Wang Fugui then spoke and told Boss Zhang everything Song Dazhuang had said during the day.

The more Boss Zhang listened, the darker his face became.

"Well, Wang Fugui, you really have caused us so much trouble!" Boss Zhang stared at Wang Fugui. He was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.

If Wang Fugui hadn't been possessed by a ghost, their whole family wouldn't have to suffer so much.

"Now, go to the Song family immediately and beg them for forgiveness and for the antidote. There are seven people in my family, young and old, and we can't let their lives be ruined because of your selfishness. Go quickly, go quickly!" Boss Zhang said as he pushed Wang Fugui.

Wang Fugui still looked stubborn and resolute.

"No, I don't believe that the Song family has any insecticide powder. Have you ever heard of it? No! Who knows that they often poison our food when we are not at home. Believe it or not, he is waiting for us at home. What he said today is just waiting for us to fall into his trap. Anyway, you go if you want to go, I won't go!"