"Alas!" Zhang Juhou sighed.

But the farmer continued to talk: "Four years later, the second mother returned home, begging for food all the way back. Her legs were crippled by the evil wife of the owner's family, and she became seriously ill. The owner did not buy medicine.

, threw it in the alley and told her to go away quickly. I had already married another wife. Seeing that Er Niang was pitiful, I secretly took food to visit her. God bless, Er Niang recovered from her illness, and her father married her off to a man from a neighboring village.

The old widower. The old widower was very kind to his second mother, but all the money he saved was used to marry a wife, and life was difficult. There was also a severe drought, and the old widower took his second mother to flee..."

"I was also fleeing the famine at that time, and met Er Niang on the way. She was lying on the roadside with a big belly, as thin as firewood, and two wild dogs were still gnawing at her... just gnawing at her, one hand was already

After gnawing, half of the neck was gone... I picked up the stick and went to beat the dog... I... I am her fourth brother... Wow, oh, oh, oh..."

The farmer could not go on and cried heartbrokenly.

Zhang Juhou sat silently, waiting for the farmer to finish crying before asking again.

He had heard too many stories like this in recent days, and his whole outlook on life was being reshaped.

In the past, Zhang Juhou did not care much about farmers. He simply felt that they were hardworking and ignorant.
Chapter completed!