Wu Xiaoliang looked back at the horror scene just now, still feeling scared, thinking about where the fire source came from.

Although the uncle was good at smoking, he was still using a sickle to cut the remaining wheat straw that the machine could not touch was not in the scene.

Could it be that the child accidentally lit the straw that was spread in the field while playing or someone deliberately set the fire?

Wu Xiaojun said this, Wu Xiaoliang became energetic and stared at him in confusion and asked, "Then what?"

Wu Xiaojun said depressedly, "Brother, I always feel that this time I was deliberately setting fire together, trying to burn this wheat. In addition, my parents' health is poor and I can't stand this sudden incident, so I may fall down for a moment.

.In this way, I would not have the mood to harvest wheat in the field, so that all the wheat would be burned in the ground, or after a heavy rain, the ten acres of wheat would be destroyed. The intention was so poisonous, I wanted us

The lives of three people.”

Wu Xiaoliang listened and thought Wu Xiaojun's analysis made sense. It would be fine if it was purely an accident caused by a child accidentally playing. If someone really set fire on purpose, who could it be? Based on the current situation of the uncle and the aunt.

Yan, it is impossible for the villagers to attack him at this time, unless he is stupid, but there is no such person in the village.

Excluding this possibility, the world is the most suspicious. First, the couple of Xiefu has been in disagreement with their uncles and aunts for so many years. The knot in their hearts are too serious, and the world is worried about it. Second, some time ago, the world got into a big fight with a wife.

The cold situation was so bad that I couldn't stand it, and I had no face to see others, and the world was angry. Third, in the morning, Xiaojun beat the world up and suffered a great loss. He had no place to breathe, and he was so angry that he let out the fire.

Wu Xiaoliang thought about this and felt it was unlikely. No matter how angry or angry the world was, his grandson would not be able to set fire to his grandfather. Letting go of this is the hard work of the uncle and aunt. It is easy to be easily done with such a simple thing alone.

People know that it is easy to investigate. At that time, even if there are a hundred mouths, they will be in a more passive and isolated situation. It is impossible for the world to not consider this.

Wu Xiaoliang couldn't help but feel scared, nervous, and his mood became heavier and he slowly stood up and said, "Xiaojun, you're thinking too much and too complicated. I think this time was purely an accident.

I would like to remind you that the wheat has been burned and it can’t be saved. Don’t tell your thoughts to the uncle and aunt just now. Don’t misjudgment the cause of the fire. Some things are too clear.

No, I have something else to do, let's go first!"

Wu Xiaojun understood the meaning of Wu Xiaoliang's words. He might have thought of it with him. He reminded himself not to get angry. He was fooled by others because of a small loss. He nodded gently, "Brother, I understand, you

Let's go busy!"

Wu Pingshun was squatting on the ground and lowered his head to harvest wheat. Suddenly, someone behind him called him, "Pingshun, hurry up and go back and take a look. Your farm is on fire."

"Aunt Sandun, what did you say?"

Wu Pingshun was suddenly shocked and stood up and asked with a calm face.

"What my three niezi just said is that many people are putting out the fire, and Xiaojun and his wife are also present."

The reason why Aunt Sandun called Xiaojun and his wife was that although they had not officially gotten married yet, Bai Lingyan also lived here for nearly a month last year. Later, Wu Xiaojun left his parents and went to Pingxi. With a formal job, he would definitely not be able to come back.

No, it doesn't matter whether the two are formally married or not. No one goes into this matter in depth, so naturally they regard them as a couple.

Wu Pingshun's face suddenly turned cold. He was worried that the wheat would be burned completely. Without saying a word, he picked up the sickle and ran back anxiously.

When we arrived at the scene, the fire had been put out and the people had dispersed. The white wheat straw before we left, but now it turned into a scar. The ashes left by the burning of the wheat straw field were paved.

All over the ground, smoke was still emitting from the wet and unburned wheat straw, and the water flowed everywhere on the side of the field, and the mood was particularly dull and entangled.

Wu Pingshun was arching his back, gasping heavily, his legs trembled a little, and he stood on the sidelines in a daze, unable to say a word with his beard sticking out.

Wu Xiaojun looked at his already old father and suddenly became very haggard, very pitiful and helpless. He said in a heavy and hoarse voice, "Dad is back, don't be sad. Fortunately, everyone put out the fire in time and did not go around.

Expand and spread.”

Wu Pingshun looked at Wu Xiaojun and Bai Lingyan with a dull look. What a decent child three hours ago, now he has become disheveled and exhausted. He is mixed with sweat, mud and water in the ditch and straw ash.

Human, very distressed and sad, tears of sadness flowed out from the corners of my eyes, and said tremblingly, "The natural disaster cannot be avoided, the fire has been extinguished, but fortunately the loss is not too great, so it will burn it.

Well. I'll take a break here, you two can go back."

Although Wu Xiaojun highly suspected that it was Wu Xiaofu's family's actions, he was extremely unhappy. Looking at the old father's helpless expression, thinking about Wu Xiaoliang's words just now, he was worried that he could not bear this fact psychologically, so he could not speak a few times.

He said it, and said to Bai Lingyan in a muffled voice, "Dad is back, let's go!"

Xiaojun's mother had already prepared lunch. After waiting for a long time, she didn't see the three of them coming back. She packed her bags and went out to the ground with a pot of water. When she saw the two of them coming back in a very embarrassed manner, she asked with heartache.

"Xiaojun, girl, what's wrong with you two? Your father didn't come back with you?"

Bai Lingyan said weakly, "Auntie, the wheat in our farm is on fire. Many people in the village have been extinguished for nearly half an hour before extinguishing it. The uncle and the child are sulking in the farm. We are back first!"

When Xiao Junniang heard this, her head buzzed and she was stunned. She felt that her legs were weak in front of her. She couldn't stand firmly and shook her body. Her hands and the kettle fell to the ground, and she fell to pieces.

Seeing that his mother was like this, Wu Xiaojun and Bai Lingyan hurriedly stepped forward and supported her so that they would not fall. They gently helped her into the main hall and placed it flat on the bed. They shouted anxiously, "Mom, wake up! Mom!

, Wake up!——”

"Auntie, wake up! Auntie, wake up!"

About four or five minutes later, Xiao Junniang slowly opened his eyes and murmured, "The wheat is finished, the wheat is finished, God, why don't you open your eyes? I'm sorry, we two old men and women! Why don't you?

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, my family is so happy!"

Bai Lingyan felt sour, and her whole body was covered in goose bumps. As a result, Junniang woke up sweating profusely, forgot about her fatigue and dirty clothes, sat quietly beside her, and picked up the pistachio fan with tears in her eyes.

Gently fan her.

Seeing that his mother woke up, Wu Xiaojun went to the kitchen to scoop a bowl of cold water and brought it over. Bai Lingyan reached out to take it and whispered, "I can't cook your pot, I'll take care of my aunt. You can go and have a simple meal.

!”

"Well, what's the matter?"

"Okay, go!"

Bai Lingyan carefully fed Xiao Jun's mother some water, and soon she got much better. She sat up gently and said softly, "Daughter, I'm fine, you go change some clothes and rest for a while! I don't know that our family is not aware of it.

What does the wheat look like?”

"Auntie, uncle's stall had burned more than half of it, but fortunately it didn't affect the neighbor's house."

"Do you know how the fire broke out?"

"I don't know! It's all right now!"

"Daughter, you've just come back and don't even have to stop for a while, so you're burdened and wronged! The aunt is really sorry."

"Auntie, it's okay. Xiaojun and I come back to work. We are not afraid of being tired. We have always planted crops at home. We have done a lot of crop work. Don't worry, we can bear it."

Bai Lingyan talked to Xiao Junniang for a while. Seeing that she had nothing to do, she felt relieved to bring the basin of water back to the next hut, took off her clothes, wiped it with a towel, and changed it when she came back.

Clothes, wash the dirty clothes and put them on the yard to dry.

Wu Xiaojun looked in the kitchen and saw that the steamed buns were steamed by my mother in the morning before they became hard, so she fryed a bowl of vegetables and cooked eight salted duck eggs. The three of them ate some simple things, and then brought Wu Pingshun a steamed bun and two salty salted buns.

Duck eggs and some cold boiled water were delivered to the venue.

At this time, Wu Pingshun had already swept the remaining ash in the field to the side of the road with tears in his tears, spread the wheat straw piled up together and dried it again, and looked at the wheat straw in the field smoking in disheartenedly.

Wu Xiaojun knew that his father was in a bad mood and did not want to mention the fire to him anymore. He simply said to him, "Dad, you and my mother are waiting for a break. Lingyan and I went to the field to pull the wheat stalks.

Go!”

Wu Pingshun and Xiao Junniang said tiredly, "The wheat straw is short now. You have never installed such a car. If you don't fit it, you will fall down when you walk on the road. How can we do it if we don't go? I don't feel at ease. Let's go together.

!”

Bai Lingyan couldn't bear to say, "Uncle, aunt, we can do it, don't go!"

"We'd better go."

The four of them came to the land. Wu Pingshun demonstrated to the two of them to wear a car. She felt sweating profusely and was exhausted all over and was a little overwhelmed. After Wu Xiaojun and Bai Lingyan pulled a cart of wheat straw, they sat on the ground in a daze.

Xiaojun's mother couldn't bear to be idle. She endured the discomfort in her heart and used a wicket to pull the rest of Yu Mai along the Merrón to load the rest of the car, muttering constantly, "I don't know which bastard did it,

I set fire in the venue in broad daylight and burned a handful of old bones to calm down."

Wu Pingshun was already annoyed and messy. He heard Xiao Junniang duluo and said angrily, "Do you think it's not messy enough? A fight with the world in the morning for a fight for the wheat-cutter is already a big deal."

I feel upset. After cutting the wheat, I am confused and being fired, it is so annoying enough. You still have to silly and let people live. Can you calm down for a while?”

Xiaojun's mother immediately stopped the zodiac in her hand and asked with a sad face, "What are you saying? Xiaojun and the world have fought? Why didn't they tell me when they went back? Who are they hurting?"

Wu Pingshun said worriedly, "It's so far away, it'll be over in a while. How can I know! It seems that Xiaojun is definitely fine."

Xiaojun's mother looked away and said to herself, "Xiaojun and the world are fighting, it must be the world's trouble for Xiaojun, otherwise Xiaojun would not mess with him. Since Xiaojun is fine, then that's it

There is something wrong in the world, and the child is somewhat a bit naughty. In my opinion, the wheat in the field is the fire he sets!"

Wu Pingshun suddenly caught fire, stood up and looked at Xiao Jun's mother and asked, "What are you saying? It's the fire set by the world. He is really unlucky. I'll go to settle the score with him now, and I'll hit him to death.

In front of the turtle bastard!”
Chapter completed!