Chapter 1095 Stepfather 6
Yuan Chun lowered his head and murmured timidly, "Uncle Captain, I...if my dad wakes up and knows that he spent money on going to the hospital, he will beat me to death. Maybe I will Dad will still refuse to admit this debt."
You bastard is really capable of doing this.
In recent years, how often has he relied on people in the village for their money?
He also did not miss out on the team’s money.
The captain suddenly felt embarrassed, "If you don't go to the hospital to remove the nail in your father's foot, he..."
"Uncle Captain, I...I will pull it out." Yuanchun glanced at his stepfather's foot timidly. Several nails pierced the instep of his feet ferociously, "Team Uncle Chang, I’m strong, I’m sure I can do it. I’ll get some ashes from the pot.”
Her mother’s head was broken by her stepfather several times and her head started to bleed. She asked her stepfather for money to buy some medicine to stop the bleeding. , my stepfather refused to give it, saying that just wipe it with ashes from the bottom of the pot.
The stepfather took the two mothers’ hard-earned working cents to buy wine, but he was reluctant to spend a penny on the two mothers.
This time, Yuanchun also wanted his stepfather to taste the feeling of being smeared with ashes from the bottom of the pot.
Yuanchun ran to the kitchen and quickly scraped a bowl of pot ash, "Uncle Captain, here comes the pot ash."
The captain looked at the little girl with a lot of black ash on her face, hesitantly Asked, "Girl Yuanchun, do you really want to pull out the nails for your dad?"
"Team Uncle Chang, last time the old uncle Tie in the village was pierced by a nail, it would be fine if he pulled it out. If my father was awake, he would definitely not agree to go to the hospital."
Since Yuanchun insists, the captain is not good either. What he was talking about, he ordered a few militia boys to carry the second-rate son to the kang.
The captain was mainly afraid of sending the second scoundrel to the hospital. If the second scoundrel refused to admit the debt afterwards, the debt would be held on his head.
Although he is the captain, it is his duty to help the villagers solve their problems, but he cannot do good deeds and has to pay to go in.
His money did not come from the strong wind.
The main thing is that once the second-rate scoundrel makes this move, no one who owes money to the brigade will admit it and will put it on his head.
Then wouldn’t he become a big injustice?
Er Laizi was carried to the kang by several young men, and Yuanchun followed him in with the ashes from the bottom of the pot.
The captain said to her, "You don't need to pull out the nails. Xiaogen, you can pull them out." Xiaogen is the son of Uncle Gen, whom Yuanchun mentioned just now.
The nails in Uncle Gen’s feet last time were pulled out by small roots.
Having had the experience of pulling out a nail once, the captain still believed in him.
Yuan Chun put down the ashes from the pot with a timid expression and looked at Xiao Gen eagerly, "Brother Xiao Gen, do you want... or should I do it?"
"Host, you want to take the opportunity to cause harm, right?"
"Who said that, I am doing it for my stepfather's good."
"You obviously want to cause harm, but the embroidered nails are stuck in your feet and will not break. Cold shot, for sure It will be infected. You also mixed mold in the ash at the bottom of the pot."
"007, if you see through it, what if God can hear us chatting?"
007 immediately. Shut up.
Here, Xiaogen looked at Yuanchun with disdain and said, "You don't need a girl like you to do this kind of work."
It does.
Very useful.
She wanted to do it.
But Xiaogen had already occupied the position in front of Er Laizi's feet, and Yuanchun couldn't push him away.
Xiaogen held Er Laizi's ankle with one hand and pinched a nail with only a little bit left outside with the other hand. He looked at Li Yuming and the others, "Hold down his body and don't let him wake up from the pain." Me."
"Xiaogen, just pull it out boldly, we all held it down."
Xiaogen pulled it out hard, and a stream of blood spattered out.