Chuan Shu 80: I am doing scientific research on the island
Chapter 347 Stupid?
Chapter 347 Scared?
The back window of Lu Youshan's house is close to the cliff, with a drainage ditch below.
A few days ago, Wang Cui'e ordered her daughter-in-law to go to Song Wenjun's house to cause trouble, and she climbed down from the back window.
It is always humid here, and the side close to the cliff is covered with dark green moss. The little baby walked along the wall to the bottom of the cliff, only cried once and then stopped moving.
"Ouch! You little bastard, are you going to throw away my grandson? I won't beat you to death!"
In the room, Lu Youshan slapped the older girl. The second girl saw it in the kitchen and quickly pulled her mother's clothes.
"Mom, my father beat my sister again."
what?
What a day!
Zhao Yuqin was so heartbroken that she picked up a kitchen knife and chopped it on Lu Chunjuan's head. She was so frightened that she said "Oh my God" and ran out holding her head.
"Dad, dad, help, come quickly, Zhao Yuqin is crazy, she is going to kill someone!"
This family was so lively that it attracted the surrounding neighbors.
I saw Lu Youshan running out in a panic and shouting at the door, "Zhiqiang, Zhiqiang, come back quickly, your son fell off the cliff."
What?
Someone quickly ran to Song Wenjun's house and told Lu Zhiqiang what happened to the Lu family.
Hearing that his son was thrown out of the window by his eldest daughter, Lu Zhiqiang staggered and almost lost his balance. When he ran home, his legs were as soft as noodles.
"Oh, brother Zhiqiang, you have to cheer up. A grown man can't panic when something happens."
Lin Deshui took a headlamp, quickly put it on his head, and headed straight to the cliff behind Lu's house.
"There, I saw it. Which of you has a rope? Tie it around my waist. I'll go down and pick up the child."
Before anyone could say anything, Song Wenjun had already brought over a bundle of strong hemp rope.
"Lin Deshui, tie a rope around your feet. The cliff is slippery, otherwise you won't have anything to rely on."
Lin Deshui craned his neck to look down, nodded and said, "Miss Wenjun is still smart."
Lu Chunjuan said he looked like a monkey. At this time, he was really as agile as a monkey. She asked the villagers to help pull the rope. Little by little, he slid to the bottom of the cliff and picked up the poor child.
"Oh my god, I'm out of breath. I'm so sorry."
<divclass="contentadv">As soon as he heard that the child was hopeless, Zhao Yuqin's vision went dark and she fainted. The kitchen knife in her hand fell to the ground with a clang, hitting Lu Chunjuan's instep.
"what!"
Lying on a bed were two adults and a nine-month-old child.
The child was not dead. After Song Wenjun gave artificial respiration, he opened his eyes and cried loudly.
"Oh, that's great. Xiaobao is fine."
"Thanks to Wenjun, otherwise this child would have been hopeless."
"Thanks to her friends, Deshui, you are so brave, I wouldn't even dare to go down."
The villagers who were watching were talking about it. After a while, Zhao Yuqin also woke up and found that her son was fine. She hugged him and cried loudly.
"Why are you crying? You still have the nerve to cry? You are such a loser!"
Lu Chunjuan had a long gash cut on the instep of her foot. The medical conditions in the village were very poor and she could only wait until tomorrow to go to the county hospital to have the wound stitched. Scars were definitely left, so she hated Zhao Yuqin to death.
"Let's all disperse. It's quite late. Everyone should go to bed early. There are many things to do tomorrow."
Song Wenjun drove away the villagers who were watching the excitement and came back.
She was particularly curious about Lu Youshan, who had always been as quiet as a chicken. Was he really scared out of his wits?
The villagers had been talking about it for so long, but he just sat in the corner and smoked dry cigarettes. They asked him nothing and said nothing.
"Second Uncle, are you okay?"
Lu Youshan suddenly raised his head, staring at her with scarlet eyes.
"Song Wenjun, is my family cursed by you?"
The back window of Lu Youshan's house is close to the cliff, with a drainage ditch below.
A few days ago, Wang Cui'e ordered her daughter-in-law to go to Song Wenjun's house to cause trouble, and she climbed down from the back window.
It is always humid here, and the side close to the cliff is covered with dark green moss. The little baby walked along the wall to the bottom of the cliff, only cried once and then stopped moving.
"Ouch! You little bastard, are you going to throw away my grandson? I won't beat you to death!"
In the room, Lu Youshan slapped the older girl. The second girl saw it in the kitchen and quickly pulled her mother's clothes.
"Mom, my father beat my sister again."
what?
What a day!
Zhao Yuqin was so heartbroken that she picked up a kitchen knife and chopped it on Lu Chunjuan's head. She was so frightened that she said "Oh my God" and ran out holding her head.
"Dad, dad, help, come quickly, Zhao Yuqin is crazy, she is going to kill someone!"
This family was so lively that it attracted the surrounding neighbors.
I saw Lu Youshan running out in a panic and shouting at the door, "Zhiqiang, Zhiqiang, come back quickly, your son fell off the cliff."
What?
Someone quickly ran to Song Wenjun's house and told Lu Zhiqiang what happened to the Lu family.
Hearing that his son was thrown out of the window by his eldest daughter, Lu Zhiqiang staggered and almost lost his balance. When he ran home, his legs were as soft as noodles.
"Oh, brother Zhiqiang, you have to cheer up. A grown man can't panic when something happens."
Lin Deshui took a headlamp, quickly put it on his head, and headed straight to the cliff behind Lu's house.
"There, I saw it. Which of you has a rope? Tie it around my waist. I'll go down and pick up the child."
Before anyone could say anything, Song Wenjun had already brought over a bundle of strong hemp rope.
"Lin Deshui, tie a rope around your feet. The cliff is slippery, otherwise you won't have anything to rely on."
Lin Deshui craned his neck to look down, nodded and said, "Miss Wenjun is still smart."
Lu Chunjuan said he looked like a monkey. At this time, he was really as agile as a monkey. She asked the villagers to help pull the rope. Little by little, he slid to the bottom of the cliff and picked up the poor child.
"Oh my god, I'm out of breath. I'm so sorry."
<divclass="contentadv">As soon as he heard that the child was hopeless, Zhao Yuqin's vision went dark and she fainted. The kitchen knife in her hand fell to the ground with a clang, hitting Lu Chunjuan's instep.
"what!"
Lying on a bed were two adults and a nine-month-old child.
The child was not dead. After Song Wenjun gave artificial respiration, he opened his eyes and cried loudly.
"Oh, that's great. Xiaobao is fine."
"Thanks to Wenjun, otherwise this child would have been hopeless."
"Thanks to her friends, Deshui, you are so brave, I wouldn't even dare to go down."
The villagers who were watching were talking about it. After a while, Zhao Yuqin also woke up and found that her son was fine. She hugged him and cried loudly.
"Why are you crying? You still have the nerve to cry? You are such a loser!"
Lu Chunjuan had a long gash cut on the instep of her foot. The medical conditions in the village were very poor and she could only wait until tomorrow to go to the county hospital to have the wound stitched. Scars were definitely left, so she hated Zhao Yuqin to death.
"Let's all disperse. It's quite late. Everyone should go to bed early. There are many things to do tomorrow."
Song Wenjun drove away the villagers who were watching the excitement and came back.
She was particularly curious about Lu Youshan, who had always been as quiet as a chicken. Was he really scared out of his wits?
The villagers had been talking about it for so long, but he just sat in the corner and smoked dry cigarettes. They asked him nothing and said nothing.
"Second Uncle, are you okay?"
Lu Youshan suddenly raised his head, staring at her with scarlet eyes.
"Song Wenjun, is my family cursed by you?"
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