Chapter 21 Violence at the Village Head

This hillside is sparsely visited and almost no one has set foot on it.

Old Man Fei lives here alone and raises many cattle and sheep.

Yang Mu followed Aunt Wang's instructions and found a fenced yard along the way.

There are only two thatched houses in the yard, and next to it is a large sheepfold, which is densely packed with sheep, at least hundreds of them.

There are about ten cows raised in the yard, including two calves.

"Uncle Fei!" Yang Mu called from outside the fenced yard.

An old man wearing a woolen waistcoat and carrying a pipe came out of the house. His face was severely disfigured and he looked very scary.

Yang Mu waved his hand towards Old Man Fei.

Old Man Fei walked over slowly and looked at the little girl in front of him in surprise.

Since his disfigurement, this is the first person who is not afraid to see him.

Yang Mu explained his purpose of coming.

"Uncle Fei, do you have any extra milk here? Can you sell it to me? If it's good, I'll take it every day."

In nearby villages, if a woman has given birth to a baby and has no milk, she will come to buy milk.

Old Man Fei took a puff of dry cigarette and asked: "How much do you want?"

Yang Mu said: "Ten pounds, do you have it?"

Old Man Fei turned around and glanced at his two cows that had just given birth. He thought about it and said, "I can sell you five kilograms at most."

He pointed to a big-bellied cow and said, "When it gives birth, it can sell you ten pounds a day."

Yang Mu was overjoyed, five kilograms of cows would be enough in the early stage, and ten kilograms would be enough in the later stages.

Old Man Fei brought a small bucket, squeezed half a bucket of milk and gave it to Yang Mu, saying: "Fifty coins, come and bring the bucket back to me next time."

Yang Mu did the math and found that fifty coins, which was ten dollars in his previous life, was already a very fair price in ancient times when milk was scarce.

Yang Mu gave the money and carried half a bucket of milk across the mountains.

When passing by the small river, Yang Mu put away the fishing net. There were about a dozen crucian carp of different sizes and some river shrimps in the fishing net.

When she was going down the mountain, she dug some more spring bamboo shoots, and then she went back home.

After returning home with a full harvest, Zhou Dazhuang had just wrapped two tattered mats around the kitchen.

Yang Mu was grateful in his heart and asked Zhou Dazhuang to take two fish back with him when he went home.

After that, Yang Mu took two fish and led Yang Shitou to the patriarch's house first, changed the family tree from the old Yang family's genealogy, and established his own family.

Afterwards, she took Yang Shitou to Li Zheng's house.

Yang Shitou saw several friends from the same village throwing stones in the square in front of Li Zheng's house, so he went over to play.

It was common for children in the village to run around the village, so Yang Mu let Yang Shitou go to find his friends and went into Li Zheng's house.

Li Zheng's wife, Ma, was cooking with her daughter-in-law. Seeing Yang Mu bring fish to her family, she was so happy that she was laughing to the ears.

My grandson's daughter-in-law is in confinement, and it's time to drink crucian carp soup.

While Mrs. Ma praised Yang Mu, she called her husband to come out to receive her.

Li Zheng came out of the house and saw Yang Mu. With a smile on his face, he enthusiastically fucked the girl for Yang Mu.

From then on, Yang Mu became the real pillar of the family and the head of the family.

Yang Mukai happily went out with his household registration, and saw that Yang Shitou seemed to be arguing with a few friends, and hurriedly walked over.

Yang Shitou had tears in his eyes and was stubborn not to let them flow out.

Yang Shitou stomped his feet angrily, "Little Fulu (gourd) four (is) mine!"

One of the three children was older, probably around ten years old. He held Yang Shitou's gourd and said proudly: "I grabbed it, it's mine!"

Several children gathered around Yang Shitou and made faces, "Are you ashamed of boys wearing skirts?"

Yang Shitou threw his little arms behind him and shouted loudly: "No four (yes)! No four (yes)!"

In fact, Yang Shitou was not wearing a skirt, but Yang Xiaohua's red cotton-padded jacket.

Yang Mu knew that the big kid holding the small gourd was Yang Wu, the grandson of the patriarch's family.

Yang Mu stepped forward and touched Yang Shitou's little head to calm his emotions.

Yang Shitou was originally stubborn and refused to cry, but when he turned around and saw his sister, he immediately couldn't hold back his tears.

"Sister, Yang Wu stole my Fulu (gourd)!"

It was a gift from his sister, and this morning his brother-in-law also carved the word "stone" on it.

It was a gourd with his name on it, and he regarded it as his own little treasure.

Yang Mu nodded and said: "Stone, our own things must be protected. If someone robs them, then take them back!"

Yang Wu relied on his grandfather as the clan leader and was a little bully among the children in the village, often bullying other children.

Now that it's in Yang Mu's hands, it's bad luck.

Yang Mu turned to Yang Wu and said, "Give the little gourd back to Yang Shitou."

Although Yang Wu is relatively domineering among children, he is still a child and is still afraid of adults.

It's just that Yang Mu is petite and has always been submissive and silent outside, so Yang Wu is not afraid of Yang Mu.

He threw the small gourd aside and said angrily: "I won't give it to you! If you have the ability, go pick it up yourself! I don't care about that crap!"

Yang Mu turned around and looked around, walked a few steps, picked up a wooden stick, looked at Yang Wu, and said seriously: "Pick it back!"

When Yang Wu saw Yang Mu holding the stick, he took a few steps back with a guilty conscience and tried to run away.

Yang Mu blocked Yang Wu's path with a quick step, and ordered from a high position: "Pick it back!"

Violence in villages is the same as violence in schools and cannot be tolerated.

Seeing that the way back was blocked, Yang Wu looked a little scared. He turned around and glanced at the small gourd thrown in the mud, hesitating.

Teenagers already know what face is.

Yang Mu was not used to it. He pointed at the muddy little gourd with a wooden stick and repeated the same sentence, "Pick it back!"

Yang Wu gritted his teeth and chose the latter between being beaten and humiliated.

He walked over with humiliation, picked up the small gourd, and threw it to Yang Shitou.

The small gourd was muddy and hit Yang Shitou's clothes, and then fell to the ground.

Yang Shitou bent down to pick it up, but Yang Mu stopped him.

Yang Mu took a deep breath and said angrily to Yang Wu: "You think I don't dare to hit you?"

Yang Wu was so frightened that his face turned pale, but he just held his neck and looked unconvinced.

Yang Mu sneered "Haha" and used both hands to break the stick as thick as his arm.

She threw a broken piece of wood to Yang Wu and said, "If you are not convinced, we can have a fight first."

Yang Wu was frightened by her breaking wood with her bare hands, and immediately lost his temper. How could he dare to pick up the broken wood?

The two children on the left and right had long been scared away by Yang Mu. Yang Wu, not caring about the children's face, reluctantly walked to Yang Shitou, picked up the small gourd, and handed it to Yang Shitou.

Yang Mu stood behind Yang Wu and said leisurely: "Wipe it clean."

Yang Wu's eyes were filled with tears. He had never been so aggrieved in his whole life!

He wiped the small gourd clean with his sleeve and handed it to Yang Shitou again.

Yang Mu spoke again, "Apologise!"

Yang Wu curled his lips, bit his lips, and said nothing.

Yang Mu coldly snorted: "When you rob other people's things, why don't you think about this moment? Apologize!"

Yang Shitou reached out to pick up the small gourd, but Yang Mu said: "Shitou, we have to wait for his apology!"

Yang Shitou's hands froze in the air.

Yang Wu finally shed tears, and he said tremblingly: "I'm sorry." His voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

Yang Shitou took the small stone and looked around with great appreciation. His face was filled with the satisfaction of having found it.

Yang Mu sighed and stopped embarrassing Yang Wu. He took the stone and went home to cook.

When Yang Mu's siblings disappeared from the ancestral home, Yang Wu finally opened his mouth and cried.

In his nearly ten years as a child, he has never felt so wronged!

He wants to tell his elder brother Yang Wen and ask him to avenge him!

Although Yang Wu is not old, he also knows that he cannot tell his parents and grandfather about this kind of thing. He has to tell his elder brother.

Yang Shitou returned home with tears still hanging on his face, but his expression was very happy.

He jumped up and down to find Mu Dalang, put the small gourd into Mu Dalang's hand, and asked his brother-in-law to put it on himself.

Mu Dalang looked at the trace of mud on the gourd, wiped it clean with a handkerchief, and asked: "Why did the rope of the small gourd break?"

Yang Shitou tilted his head and said: "Yang Wu broke it! He also stole my Fulu (gourd)! Sister, please give it back to me!"

Mu Dalang's eyes darkened, and after reconnecting the rope, he put it on Yang Shitou's neck.

Yang Shitou seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness just now and went to play with the panda happily.
Chapter completed!