Chapter 10: If you say something, someone should believe it!

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At the door, the villagers who had come to fight the fire had gathered. When they saw a shadow at the door, several men rushed over and did not care much. They took Li’s squatting Mu Yunyao and Su Qing.
Fresh air rushed into the lungs, Mu Yunya couldn't help but cough up, and soon a woman sent water: "God bless, people are fine."
Mu Yunyao raised her head and raised a grateful smile on her small face. In her eyes, she came down with tears: "Thank you, Yang Zizi, grandmother, grandmother, she..."
"Oh, your hand, this is..." Yang, a woman who spoke, was shocked. Mu Yunyao’s good skin is famous, and the small white hand sticks out, it’s better than the white one. I know how many girls have been smashed. At this time, the hands are all blood, and the traces of the palms being burnt are even more shocking.
Mu Yunyao is cold sweat on his forehead, and there are huge uneasiness in the smart eyes: "It was only when I saved my grandmother, I was hurt. I was fine. My grandmother’s leg was bruised by the cabinet. If she woke up, Will kill me..."
Lee's hardship and unreasonableness are also famous in the village, and her harsh treatment for her daughter-in-law and granddaughter is to make many people look at it. It is just a chores of the family. They are not good at interfering, but now In this case, this girl has been hurt in this way to save Li. If Li does not know how to be grateful, then he must say it and say it.
"Mu's family is relieved, you saved your grandmother, how can she hit you."
Mu Yunyao was not comforted, carefully leaning on the side of Su Qing, and Shu Qing huddled together, staring at the fire in front of him.
Looking at the delicate backs of the two, the villagers who came to the fire could not help but shake their heads. The orphans and widows were also pitiful.
Mu Cheng is the only scholar in Shi'an Village. He is gentle and generous, and he writes letters and writes on weekdays. His reputation is particularly loud in the village. Even if there were some jealousies, he married Su Qing’s delicate lady, and he smiled at him with a gentle smile. He couldn’t say anything bad, but he could only say a blessing to the sour road.
The only bad thing to say is his old lady. Lee’s temper is so mean, because a chicken feather can be noisy with the neighbors, and it is extremely harsh. If it wasn’t for her bitterness, for a little money, the hard-working aunt would marry. Cheng’s cockroaches will not be annoyed.
"Cough, little slut, you are a small scorpion who kills a thousand knives!" Li woke up, just opened his eyes, and he yelled at Mu Yunyao!
Su Yun, who relies on Mu Yunyao, is tighter, with fear and anxiety on his face: "Grandma, are you okay?"
"You little slut, you made me like this, dare to ask if I have anything? It hurts, my legs..."
"Grandmother, your leg was broken and wounded by the closet. My mother and I worked very hard to help carry the cabinet. Otherwise, we can escape."
"Fart, it's yours, you broke my leg, you little hoof, waiting for the aging mother, will definitely interrupt your dogleg!"
Mu Yunyao couldn't help but shrink, and fluttered into Su Qing's arms, but his eyes flashed.
The villagers around the fire can't stand it anymore.
"Li Auntie, we can all see it, Yunyao Shantou is trying to save you, and both hands are burned by fire. You are so filthy, do you have a conscience?"
"That is, after Mu Cheng went, you are so embarrassed that they are orphaned and widowed, and they are not afraid of damaging the Yinde."
Li’s words were furious, and even if he had already passed away with a painful sensation, he still had the temper of not losing:
Does the dog take care of the mouse! What do I teach my daughter-in-law and granddaughter to shut you down?

"You..." Yang couldn't stand it. He took a picture of Mu Yunyao's back and said to Su Qingdao. "The house is gone. You have no place to go to the orphans and widows. I will go to my house today. One night."
"No," Mu Yunyao looked up. "Thank you for Yang Jiazi, my grandmother's leg was injured and I need someone to take care of it. We will live in my grandmother's house for the time being."
"As for her temper..." Yang did not finish, but his look was full of disgust.
"If you don't get in the way, your grandmother can't move now. We should be filial in front of us. Otherwise, we should be blaming us for the spirit of heaven."
Mu Yunyao’s voice is soft, and the words that are spoken are more understanding, so that the surrounding villagers can’t help but secretly nod. It’s really the daughter that the scholars taught, and this kind of temper is good and pitiful.