"And in order to prevent the boars from worrying about that matter, I don't know who came up with a way to kill the newly born gilts and eat their meat."

"In this way, not only will we stop thinking about boars, but we will also be able to eat meat."

"Just like this, there were fewer and fewer gilts, and in the end they were almost gone."

"That family's pig mother has been raising pigs for many years and seems to know some things."

"One time she gave birth again, and when the sow's piglets were taken away as usual, the pig bitten the man's trousers and refused to let him go."

"I heard there were tears in my eyes..."

"Of course the male owner ignored him and wanted to leave, so the pig bitten him."

"The male owner became angry at that time. He picked up a hammer and hit the pig girl on the head. Maybe he didn't use the strength of his hand well, and the pig girl died."

After listening to Lao Mo's words, Yang Ruoqing frowned.

Damo Ze's eyes were filled with tears, "That pig girl knows how to deal with people, she is so pitiful, how could the male owner of the family do this!"

Lao Mo also sighed, "It's not over yet."

"From then on, if any family in our village gives birth to a daughter and throws it away, it will be fine."

"If any family is reluctant to throw away their daughter, that family will suffer misfortune one after another."

"The mainstay of the family is dead, the son is dead, he is lame, he becomes crippled, he becomes sick, he becomes half-dead because of his illness..."

"Later, someone else said that they had seen the dead pig lady in the mountain col behind the village."

"It is said that it has a human body and a pig's head. Every day at noon, it comes out with a wooden bucket to feed the little piglets..."

After hearing what Lao Mo said, Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a while.

In the past, she would have never believed in such things as ghosts, monsters, and mountain spirits.

Now... the world is full of strange things, there are many things we don't know, and the unknown areas are too vast...

"Because those families who are willing to raise their daughters often suffer from these misfortunes, while those who ruthlessly throw away their daughters are fine, so everyone thinks this is the revenge of the pig queen?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Lao Mo nodded.

Yang Ruoqing was silent.

Damo thought of something and asked Lao Mo: "Brother, I'm asking you something, so don't be angry."

Lao Mo glared at Da Mo, "I know what you're asking is going to anger me, why are you still asking?"

Da Mo grinned, and with this grin, the wound couldn't help but hurt a little.

"Don't ask, I can't hold it in anymore," he said.

"Brother, my sister-in-law looks like she's about to give birth. If she gives birth to a boy, there will definitely be nothing to say."

"If you give birth to a girl, what are you going to do?"

"Could it be that... like the black mule, he threw his own daughter to death with his own hands? Brother, can you do that?" Damo asked.

When Lao Mo heard this question, he glared at Da Mo fiercely.

"Look what you're asking? You really can't pick up the pot!" he said.

He sat there smoking a dry cigarette and ignored the problem, but he couldn't hide the confusion on his face.

When Damo saw this, he didn't hesitate to ask any questions.

He glanced at Yang Ruoqing, who secretly shook her head at him.

Damo didn't ask any more questions, stood up and said, "Brother, let's all rest."

Lao Mo said "hmm".

Damo had just taken two steps when he suddenly said: "By the way, brother, do you have any plans for tomorrow? If not, Xiaotang and I will go hunting in the mountains?"

Lao Mo waved his hand: "We've finished digging the peanuts, you go ahead."

That night, Yang Ruoqing did not go out to supervise Tuobaling.

Instead, he lay on the bed and tossed and turned, thinking about the black mule lifting the little baby girl high above his head and trying to smash it to the ground.

This incident had a big impact on her.

In fact, most people in this village can't find a wife because poverty is one aspect.

The main aspect is their bad attitude towards women.

Yang Ruoqing is a human being, not a god, and cannot change the mindset of the entire village.

Especially in the village, these concepts have been passed down from generation to generation and are deeply ingrained.

She was just thinking, if the black mule really couldn't accommodate the little baby girl, could she take the little baby girl away?

The child is innocent. She has just come into this world and there are too many things she has not had time to do.

No one has the right to deprive her of her power.

Not even my biological father!

There is also Tangyazi, who has not come over for a day and two nights.

Something must have happened at home, otherwise, there's no way he wouldn't have come over.

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Changping Village.

This time is the time to go to bed, and many people in the village have fallen into a deep sleep.

However, the courtyard of Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang's house was brightly lit.

In the main room, Blacksmith Luo was forced to sit on the recliner by Old Yangtou and Old Suntou Wang Hongquan. They refused to let him get up and forced him to drink a bowl of brown sugar water first.

Beside, Wang Cuilian, the Sun family, and the Da Sun family were all weeping.

Tuoba Xian was not in the main room because she went to the small Buddhist hall in the backyard. She spent the whole day and two nights in the Buddhist hall.

In addition to these people, there were other people in the hall.

Yang Ruolan, Xiao Yaxue, Osmanthus Dayun, Zhao Liuer, all came over.

It's just that all of them look bad, and all of them look worried.

Mrs. Sun's eyes were swollen from crying.

"Oh my god, Chen'er was lost. If the baby is lost again and my Qing'er comes back, how will we get through this hurdle?"

Mrs. Sun cried, her whole body twitching, and her whole body looked on the verge of collapse.

On the recliner, Blacksmith Luo struggled down and wanted to kowtow to Mrs. Sun to apologize.

"It's my fault. I wanted to take the baby to the town fair. My eyes flickered like that. I just blinked my eyelids and the baby disappeared..."

"Let me find the baby. If I can't find it, I will die to apologize!"

Blacksmith Luo was completely emaciated, with sunken eye sockets, bulging cheekbones, and a ring of stubble around his mouth.

Under the burden of anxiety, worry, deep self-blame and regret, his eyes were all red.

No matter what I looked at, it was an eyesore and I was anxious, so I just wanted to go out and look for Luo Baobao.

But as soon as he stood up, the world began to spin, his vision went dark, and he fainted.

The room was in chaos again.

"Quick, quick, pinch people." Someone in the crowd said.

After pinching the person, Blacksmith Luo woke up. After waking up, he blamed himself, got upset, and slapped himself.

Wang Cuilian hugged Blacksmith Luo's hand and burst into tears: "Don't be like this. Tang Yazi and the others have gone out to search with all the young adults in the village. Our baby is blessed with great luck and will definitely find him!"

Blacksmith Luo still cried.

"It's been a day and two nights. The child has been missing for a day and two nights. There is still no movement. My granddaughter, where are you?"

"Grandpa, I'm sorry for you!"

Blacksmith Luo started to slap himself again.

The room was in chaos again.

Despair and anxiety hang over everyone's heads like an invisible fog.

Everyone is even thinking, why does God torture Qing'er and Tang Yazi like this?

I have already lost a son, but I finally managed to raise a daughter who is over five years old, lively and smart, and loved by everyone.
Chapter completed!