Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 123 Burying the Baby

Although the village chief is highly respected, the Zhao, Song and Luo families will not allow outsiders to interfere in areas involving their fundamental interests.

When Song Ying and his team arrived at Dadi, Zhao Xiaocui's family was already busy working.

After a brief greeting, Li pointed to the outermost row and said, "Yingwa, Tianwa, you two siblings will take charge of this row. One will cut from this end, and the other from the other. Be quick."

After walking such a long way, Song Tian no longer felt sleepy. He responded very actively, picked up the sickle, walked to the nearest end and started cutting.

Li was very satisfied with his enthusiasm. She turned her head and said to Song Ying, "Don't just stand there. Go and work."

Song Ying curled his lips, walked to the other end, squatted down, and started harvesting wheat.

The wheat at dawn was covered with dew. Soon, her clothes were wet by the dew, and she felt a little cold when the cool morning breeze blew.

Slowly, the sun rose, and the wet clothes were dried by the sun, but then soaked by sweat.

Song Ying raised his arm and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the sleeve of his upper arm. He stood up and looked around. There were not many people left in this row, about ten feet or so.

Finally, when he was about to finish mowing this row, Song Ying breathed a sigh of relief. He looked back and found that the open space behind him was much longer. He then looked at Song Tian on the other side and saw that he had only mowed two or three feet.

Song Ying was immediately upset. She knew Song Tian would be lazy when they started working, but she didn't expect it to be to this extent. She cut most of the entire row.

She walked over and found that Song Tian had dug a hole and was burying a dung beetle in it.

"Song Tian!" Song Ying shouted angrily.

Uncle Song heard the voice, still squatting in the wheat field, and said without raising his head: "Tianwa, hurry up and work, or I will break your hand if you keep messing around!"

Yang stood up, glanced over here, and shouted, "I'll count to three. If you don't pick up the sickle and work, I'll give you your hand!"

Song Tian glared at Song Ying unhappily, dropped the dung beetle pusher, picked up the sickle and started cutting the wheat again.

But his movements were very slow. He first slowly grabbed a handful of wheat straw, then moved the sickle up and down, and it took a long time before he actually started cutting.

Song Ying was so upset that she turned around and shouted, "Grandma, I won't cut with him. I'll cut one row by myself!"

The two of them cut a row together. Even though grandma and the others knew that Song Tian was being lazy, they didn't know the exact amount.

She had to make sure that everyone knew what she was doing, instead of giving Song Tian the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

Li stood up and looked around. Seeing that there was not much left in that row, she said, "It's getting late. Don't cut any more yet. Go home and cook. Then wake up your little brother and send him to school after dinner."

Song Ying looked up at the sun and realized how late it had become. He quickly dropped his sickle and left.

Just after she took a few steps, Li called her back: "Hey, you are such a woman, don't you think you have no business? If you carry some wheat on the way back, you will have less to carry later."

Song Ying had no choice but to turn back and pick up a bundle of wheat and put it in his backpack.

"Grandma, I want to go back too." At this time, Song Tian suddenly said.

"What are you going to do back here?" Li glared at the remaining wheat and said, "Hurry up and finish harvesting this!"

Song Tian's eyes rolled: "The cows haven't been brought out yet. I'll go back and bring them out and release them."

Li thought for a moment and said, "Then go and bring the cow over and tie it up next to your uncle's land down below."

It was not about herding the cattle, but just taking them out to eat grass. Song Tian was a little disappointed. He picked up a small bundle of wheat and put it in the backpack, then left with Song Ying.

The two walked along the narrow path to the end and turned down the mountain.

"Wow wow wow..."

The miserable cry of a baby came from the hillside diagonally in front.

Song Tian screamed in fear, jumped from the front to behind Song Ying, grabbed her shoulders, and huddled behind her, his voice trembling: "Is there a ghost?"

Without waiting for Song Ying to say anything, he looked at a grave at the bottom of the ditch in horror and shouted, "Sun Sanpo, I was still breastfeeding when you died. I have no grudge against you in the past or in the present. Don't scare me."

Song Ying's mouth twitched: "...It's broad daylight, the sun is already high, where did the ghost come from?"

Song Tian looked at the sun that was about to climb to the top of the tree, and then he realized what was happening. He let go of Song Ying and said, "Yeah."

He walked back to the front and looked in the direction of the sound. "Who are these people? Why are they bringing a baby up the mountain so early in the morning?"

Song Ying was also very curious and suggested, "Let's go and take a look?"

Song Tian hesitated. His yang energy was not enough at the moment. What if it really was a ghost?

A baby ghost is even scarier than a female ghost. Perhaps it has a lot of resentment and is not afraid of ordinary yang energy.

He was still hesitating, but Song Ying had already put down the backpack and walked over there.

At this moment, a morning breeze happened to blow by, and Song Tian suddenly felt chilly. Could it be a cold wind?

He rushed over and said, "Wait for me!"

After running a few steps, I realized that I was still carrying the backpack, so I quickly put it down.

The two soon found the source of the baby's crying. In a more than one-foot-long pit, a naked baby was lying inside. Next to it, a burly woman was selling soil. While burying the baby, she muttered: "Don't blame grandpa and grandma for being cruel. Become a boy in your next life and be born into our family..."

Song Ying was horrified when she heard this and shouted, "Aunt Liu, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Aunt Liu was doing something wrong and her nerves were already tense. She suddenly spoke out, which scared Aunt Liu half to death.

Seeing that it was them, Aunt Liu was furious: "You two short-lived kids, you almost scared me to death!"

"How can you be so cruel? It's not enough that you forced your own daughter to death, and now you want to bury your own granddaughter alive. Aren't you afraid of going to hell?"

"How dare you curse me, you damned girl!" Aunt Liu cursed, and threw a stick at Song Ying, "Mind your own business and get out of here!"

Song Ying winked at Song Tianshi, turned around and ran, "I'll go tell your son and daughter-in-law!"

According to Luo Yanxing, Ma Chun'er loved her daughter very much, and she often heard Ma Chun'er quarreling with Aunt Liu because of her daughter.

Although Wang Dalang did not like his daughter, after raising her for ten days or so and with Ma Chun'er around, he loved her and her family too, so he was no longer as disliked by her as before.

Aunt Liu must have kept the fact of burying her granddaughter alive a secret from her son and daughter-in-law, at least from her daughter-in-law Ma Chuner.

Sure enough, after hearing her say that, Aunt Liu San got anxious and stood up to chase after her, "Stand right there, what's going on in my room is none of your business, you're meddling in other people's business, you're wearing your pants inside out..."

In the blink of an eye, Aunt Liu chased Song Ying away. Song Tian looked at the baby's face turning blue in the pit, swallowed hard, and regretted why he didn't react faster and be the one to lead Aunt Liu away.