Crossing the Nongmen: The space of doctors and women is burning!

The old lady of the Yang family's face darkened.

She turned a blind eye to the petty quarrels between her sisters-in-law on weekdays, and now they actually caused a fatal quarrel!

If the third child came back and found out that the child in his wife's belly was gone and it was the fault of the elder sister-in-law and the second sister-in-law, there would probably be trouble.

It's not that she feels sorry for the child in her belly. She already has three grandchildren, two granddaughters and the one she picked up to lose money. She has a family full of children and grandchildren. She doesn't expect whether the child in Wang's belly will be a boy or a girl.

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For her, not being able to give birth saved a mouthful of food.

The most important thing now is that the third child cannot know that the miscarriage was caused by the two sisters-in-law. After all, most of the work in the family depends on the strong, obedient, honest and filial third child.

Mrs. Yang thought for a moment and then scolded Mrs. Chen.

Ms. Chen quickly got up from the ground, shook off the dust and stood aside with her head lowered.

Old Mrs. Yang called her two granddaughters and asked them to drag the original owner into the big house and keep an eye on the original owner and not let her come out.

Then he ordered the two daughters-in-law to drag the third daughter-in-law into the ant room next to the chicken coop, saying that the smell of blood is unlucky for a woman to give birth to a child, and it is even more unlucky to have a miscarriage, so she can only stay in the ant room.

When the two sisters heard this, they looked at each other and knew that their mother-in-law wanted to get them out of this matter, so they immediately stepped forward and did as her mother-in-law said.

Mrs. Yang calmly walked to the water tank, picked up a ladle, scooped up some remaining water in the tank, and poured it over the areas with blood stains.

Soon, blood stains followed the water and flowed into the small smelly ditch next to the yard.

Mrs. Yang glanced at the main room with cold eyes.

The little bastard's voice came from the room, and she was clamoring to come out.

Mrs. Yang rolled her eyes.

It just so happened that she could take this opportunity to get rid of these two things that were an eyesore to her, and at the same time win over Lao San's stupid heart, killing two birds with one stone.

The original owner, who was locked in the room, felt filled with hatred and anxiety. Several times she tried to rush out to see her mother, but was blocked by her two cousins.

The original owner was the youngest in the family, and due to lack of food and clothing for many years, he was severely malnourished.

She was able to push her aunt down because of the hatred in her heart, and because Chen was in a trance at the time, she succeeded.

Now, two cousins ​​who were taller and stronger than her were blocking the door. She rushed back several times and was pushed back several times.

The last time she rushed hard and was pushed hard, she staggered a few times, and the back of her head hit the corner of the wooden table in the room, and then rolled to the ground. Her head was fatally injured, and the original owner died. She, Yang Jinfan, arrived.

Yang Jinfan reached out and touched the wound on the back of his head. There was still blood flowing out, but it was getting better.

The bleeding rate gradually slows down and the blood slowly dries up.

Judging from her many years of medical experience, it should be because of her arrival that the wound was partially healed.

Otherwise, if the injury continues to be the same as before, she may die after traveling through time.

There was a strong coldness in Yang Jinfan's clear black and white eyes, and he glanced at the trouser legs of the two girls whose sleeping holes were tapped.

Although their clothes and pants were all patched, they were much better than what she was wearing.

She stood up with her hands on the ground, walked to them and squatted down, and with a pair of small hands, she forcefully tore the trousers on their calves.

"Stab it!"

She did the same thing and tore off the four sections of trousers.

She pulled the trousers into long strips and knotted them one by one, carefully wrapped them around her head, then stood up and prepared to open the door and go out to see the original owner's mother.

Oh no, she is her mother now.

As soon as he closed the door bolt with his hand, there was a slight noise coming from outside the door.

Yang Jinfan stopped moving and looked outside through the crack in the door, pricking up his ears and listening carefully.

"Move gently, don't let that little bastard hear you!"

"Don't worry, mother, Daya and Erya are watching inside. There's not much movement in my son's room right now. I'm afraid the little bastard has lost all the strength to scream. If she makes a fuss, Daya and Erya will take care of her.

She took care of herself well."

"Silly thing, is my old lady talking about whether she makes a fuss or not? If you weren't such a troublemaker, why would you need my help? It's getting late. I'm afraid my son is working in the fields right now.

It's time to call it a day. If someone catches on to this, I will be drowned in the saliva of those gossipy girls and wives. Where can I put my old face? Do I, the Yang family, still want to be a human being? "

"Hey, hey, what mother said is, look at my daughter-in-law's brains, let's go now, let's go now! Fortunately, the river is not far from our house. The second daughter-in-law can use more force to lift her legs.

Raise it a little higher and don't let the blood stain the ground."

"Hey, hello, sister-in-law!"

"Mom, please let me deal with the blood stains in the ear room. We will be back soon."

"You idiot, why do you have to explain this to me? Go quickly, throw the person into the river, and come back to discuss the excuse. When your father and the others come back from the field, we will tell the matter to the third child. As for that

Little bastard... Humph, my old Yang family has raised her for seven years. If she is a grateful person, she should swallow this matter to me. If she is a white-eyed wolf, and she refuses to accept it, I will beat her until she does!"

"Hehe, mother still has a way. Today she protects us, and tomorrow we will treat her as our own mother to honor her, oh no, we are closer than our own mothers!"

"Okay, you just have to be sweet, go and come back quickly!"

"Hey, good mother."

Seeing them carrying people away quickly, Mrs. Yang looked away and glanced at the door of the big room out of the corner of her eye, feeling that something was wrong.

Why is it so quiet inside? Could it be that those two damn girls are lazy?

Old Mrs. Yang frowned, fearing something would go wrong, and walked towards the main room.

Yang Jinfan quickly shrank to the side of the door when Mrs. Yang turned around.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. She glanced around and saw a small wooden bench not far from the door. It was several years old and had not been painted. It could not be painted under the conditions of the Yang family.

It would be nice if you can afford the paint.

She quickly picked up the small bench with one hand, holding her breath and concentrating, like a cold killer, staring at the changes in the corner of the door, calculating the time and strength...

Mrs. Yang walked outside the door, pushed the door with her hand, and found that it could not be pushed open. The door was bolted on the inside, and she listened with her ears, but there was still no movement.

Mrs. Yang raised her foot and kicked the door. She put her hands on her hips and cursed: "You two damn girls, are you lazy? Why don't you open the door quickly? Do you want me to invite you? Be quick and do not open the door tonight."

Don’t let any of you eat dinner. It’s more cost-effective to feed chickens and pigs than to feed two losers!”

Yang Jinfan stretched out his hand, avoiding the crack in the door and removing the bolt. He quickly retracted his hand and grasped the small bench in his hand.

When she heard the door bolt being removed, Mrs. Yang cursed and pushed the door open.

"Damn it, you're itchy, aren't you? You're so slow to even open the door. I think it's because you haven't been beaten enough in the past two days!"

When I saw Mrs. Yang walking in, I didn't notice anything unusual in the house.

Yang Jinfan's breath was stagnant, and he looked at the back of her head, gathering strength and ready to go...