Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 826 Derivatives

"It would be better to have a boy. If a boy is born, Dahua won't keep getting beaten up by Vice-Wang..."

"..."

In the scene, in that dirty and gloomy little mountain village, countless men and women with sallow complexions gathered in the courtyard of the tiled house where Fang Youhua had lived for almost six years, talking in hushed tones.

"What are you talking about?"

Fang Youhua returned from the field carrying a hoe. She grabbed the arm of an elderly woman wearing a headscarf and eating sunflower seeds with her hands behind her back, and asked in confusion:

What are you all looking at in my house?

The old woman in the headscarf, whose arm had been grabbed, spat out a mouthful of sunflower seed shells and looked at Fang Youhua with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

"Big Flower".

Fang Youhua's hand was grabbed and patted by the old woman in the headscarf.

“Listen to your auntie, don’t be sad when you go back. Xiaohua’er was unlucky to die, but you’re still young. You can have more children when you’re young. Although you hurt your body a bit when you gave birth to Xiaohua’er, you’re young, and you have the chance. Although Vice President Wang is a bit older, men can still have children even when they’re older. If you ask me, you should take this opportunity to have another big, healthy son with Vice President Wang. Who knows, your relationship might even improve? Sigh, if you ask me, Xiaohua’er probably just wanted to make way for her future little brother to be reborn…”

"..." Fang Youhua's back, which was carrying the hoe, suddenly froze.

She felt a buzzing in her ears, as if the sounds of countless mosquitoes and toads in the fields were overlapping deep in her eardrums, relentlessly drilling into her brain.

Fang Youhua thought she had misheard. "What did you say? What do you mean Little Flower is gone? What do you mean by making way for your younger brother to be reborn?"

The old woman in the headscarf stuffed another dusty melon seed into her mouth, her voice low and her lips thin, like a gaunt, dark cloud falling from the horizon.

"Big Flower, Little Flower is gone! Little Flower had a bad life, she was killed by her drunken father who couldn't stand a joke!"

Boom!

The dark clouds that had been rumbling since noon suddenly erupted with a loud clap of thunder.

The sound of thunder mixed with the old woman in the headscarf's deep voice reached Fang Youhua's ears. Suddenly, her eyes widened, and the bloodshot, yellowish whites of her eyes began to tremble.

"Wha, what?"

Fang Youhua heard a voice trembling uncontrollably:

"What do you mean 'dead'? 'Dead'? What? What a joke! This is the real joke, Auntie! This is no joke at all! What do you mean 'dead'? What do you mean 'Little Flower'? Little Flower was killed by her father, her father killed her?"

The old woman in the headscarf looked at her with pity. "Big Flower, it's not fake, it's not a joke, it's real, it's real."

Fang Youhua stood there, watching the old woman in the headscarf whose withered lips still had sunflower seed shells stuck to them, trembling up and down as her lips opened and closed.

“Dahua’er… Auntie also feels sorry for you, but think about it, Xiaohua’er is a girl and wasn’t valued by Vice Wang anyway. She had to do everything at home. Maybe it’s a good thing that she’s dead and unconscious? Don’t you think so? If you ask me, you should have another child with Vice Wang while you’re still young, otherwise how will you two take care of yourselves in your old age?”

"..."

The deafening roar of thunder, accompanied by the woman's shrill, mournful cries, echoed throughout the tiled house.

The villagers who had come to watch the spectacle looked at Fang Youhua, who stumbled into the courtyard, with pity and sighs in their eyes, and some even looked away.

Someone deliberately nudged the somewhat guilty man as Fang Youhua scrambled into the house and shouted:

"Hey Wang Gouzi, look at your mouth, you never watch it! You're always making jokes, and now look what's happened! Deputy Wang took it seriously! Now he's chopped up Little Flower—"

"Shut up!"

Startled, Wang Gouzi quickly covered the man's mouth and gave Fang Youhua, who had turned around to look at him, a forced smile.

"Sister-in-law, what? Don't listen to his nonsense, I haven't done anything that's so heartless..."