The unlucky guy was reborn as a lucky girl from a farm

Fugui bent over, holding his stomach, clamping his buttocks, clenching his teeth, and spewing out a few words from between his teeth, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Going to the bathroom is not a big deal, so the eldest son’s wife turned over and fell asleep.

Fugui closed the door and slipped out. Fortunately, he had loosened his belt just now, otherwise he would not have to wear pants this time. "Huh~"

I feel relaxed both physically and mentally, and I will never eat anything my grandma gives me, even if I starve to death.

I was already dizzy with hunger, my stomach ached, my body felt weak, and sweat broke out on my forehead.

After finally pulling up my pants and standing up straight, my vision went dark and I fainted.

The eldest son's wife was not sleeping well, thinking that since he hadn't come back for so long, maybe something had happened to him, so she woke up her husband who was sleeping soundly next to her.

The eldest brother hugged him and whispered, "I'm too sleepy today, let's do it tomorrow."

Ignore what nonsense this person is talking about and keep pushing.

"Okay, okay, come on."

He turned over and was about to press on him, but was pushed over instead. He finally opened his eyes, confused as to what the hell was going on.

Looking at his confused eyes, you can tell that he still doesn't understand what's going on.

"Get up quickly, your son is missing."

How could my son be missing? He was sleeping on the kang just now. I reached out and touched my son's place, but there was no one there. The temperature of the kang was as if no one had ever slept there.

I suddenly woke up. Could it be that someone broke into the house and took the child away in the middle of the night? That was impossible. Where did that person go?

"Your son just said he went out to relieve himself, and he hasn't come back yet. Let's go out and look for him."

"Walk."

They immediately put on their clothes and walked out.

I went to the place where I usually relieved myself and saw a small figure lying on the ground.

The boss grabbed Fugui. He smelled terrible and his clothes were stained with dirt. He grabbed him one second and wanted to throw him out the next.

The two men pinched their noses and took Fugui back. They threw the clothes they took off directly into the yard. This was something they were not afraid of being stolen.

Although he had taken off his clothes, Fugui still smelled terrible and could not be placed directly on the kang. The eldest son's wife boiled hot water in the dark and prepared to give the child a bath.

The whole family was awakened by the noise in the kitchen.

The old lady was thinking, who is this person who is not sleeping and making trouble in the middle of the night? She can't get off the kang and can't shout. She stares at the crack in the door, but unfortunately she can't see anything. She keeps her eyes open and can't sleep. She must ask tomorrow.

Seeing that the child was still unconscious, the eldest brother was very worried and slapped his face hard. Fugui finally woke up and felt a burning pain on his face. Could it be that when he fell just now, his face rubbed against the ground? He hoped that he would not be disfigured.

Although he is a boy, Fugui is also afraid of such things. Appearance is important for girls, but boys are not much different. When playing with others, he is afraid of being scratched on the face by branches waving around or stones thrown randomly.

For a moment, I didn't have time to smell the smell on my body, nor did I notice that I was lying on the ground.

"Dad, why does my face hurt so much? Am I injured?"

The boss didn't know how to answer this question for a moment, and he stammered, "I didn't see any injuries."

As he spoke, he pretended to take a closer look and said, "It's indeed no problem. I'll help you take a look tomorrow morning."

Fugui felt much relieved. His father could be quite unreliable sometimes, so he decided to let his mother come over later.

Where has my mother gone? Why can't I see her? And it's a bit cold. Shouldn't I be on the kang? Why am I on the ground, which is cold and hard?

I wanted to wrap my clothes tightly, but found myself naked and smelled a disgusting odor. Was I hallucinating? This is not my home, nor is it a place to urinate, so why would there be the same smell?

The second brother's family, who had no door, was sleeping soundly when they were awakened by a faint stench. Who was awake and pooping in the yard in the middle of the night?

The second child was sleeping outside and was the first to wake up. It was definitely not done by our own child. If someone else went out, they would definitely know.

Why is there still noise in the kitchen? Who is preventing me from sleeping?

I went out and sniffed hard, and found the source of the smell. It turned out to be a pile of clothes. They looked familiar. They were expensive clothes, so why did they smell so bad?

There was a fire in the kitchen. I stood at the door and saw that my sister-in-law was boiling water.

"What's wrong, sister-in-law, why don't you sleep?"

The eldest son's wife looked up at the other man. There was no one in the family who could be trusted more than him. "Fugui had a stomachache in the middle of the night and fell into the shit."

The second brother's eyes lit up, and he felt that it was worth not sleeping. Fugui fell into the shit, covered his mouth with his hands, and forced himself to hold back his laughter. The unbearable smell in the yard didn't seem so bad anymore.

I don’t know if my wife woke up after all this noise. If she did, the two of them would have had some chatting.

After asking, he didn't help, thinking that this was not a job for men. He stood at the door and watched for a while until the water was heated and the sister-in-law brought it out, then he went back into the house.

The old lady also smelled the smell. What are these people doing? It's so stinky. It's like falling into a pigpen. Ugh~

I saw my wife turned over, her face facing inside, with the quilt covering her nose, which must be blocking the smell.

"Are you awake?"

The second son’s wife responded softly.

"What happened? It's so noisy."

"Hey, Fugui fell into the shit pit, and my sister-in-law was about to give him a bath."

Oh my God, he fell into the pit, no wonder it smelled so bad. But it's funny to think about it. The couple lay on the kang, each holding a corner of the quilt to cover their noses, trying hard not to laugh out loud, and tears came out.

Unexpectedly, after this incident, the originally cold relationship between the couple became much better.

"Dad, why does it stink so bad?"

Fugui was a little confused and couldn't figure out that he was the source of the bad smell.

"Do you remember that you fell into the manure pit just now?"

I was surprised and tried to recall it. It seemed to be true. No wonder I was not lying on the kang but on the ground. I was actually touched that they let me into the house. Tears welled up in my eyes.

Seeing my mother standing at the door with hot water, I still felt a little dizzy and my stomach was rumbling, but I couldn't care less now.

Fugui stood in the basin, wiping his body over and over again. Because of the hot water, the smell of shit in the room became stronger, and the three of them vomited at the same time.

I had to change the water several times before I could get rid of the smell on my body.

The eldest brother carried the basin and went out to pour water. He held his breath and was about to pour it out at the gate. Then he changed his mind and thought it would be better to pour such a smelly thing farther away. So he walked a few more steps and poured out the water.

When I got home, I smelled the shit-stained clothes again, and discussed with my wife, "Why don't we throw the clothes away and wash them tomorrow."

The eldest son's wife nodded and agreed with her husband's idea. No one would pick up such things.