"What...what...what's wrong?"
"My God, that's disgusting. Everyone stay away, the guy in the pit is Da Yang!"
"Did he fall in drunk?"
"It's too sickening, I'm about to puke my guts out. Why is he still thrashing around in there? It's not even that deep!"
"Who's going to save that thing..."
"Quick, pull Lai Di over. She looks pitiful, must be terrified. Huh? Lai Di's head is bandaged. Is she hurt? What's been happening lately?"
"I saw it yesterday. Probably Da Yang hit her by accident when he was drunk. The village chief was there too, I saw them rushing the child to Shui Gen's clinic. They came out a while later!"
"Da Yang really brought this on himself, deserves to fall into the pit. Oh, oh, why is he thrashing and screaming like that? The sewage is splashing everywhere, and his screams are worse than a pig being slaughtered. Da Hai didn't scream like this when he fell into the cesspit last time. How can anyone save him?"
"Something feels off. Just falling into a cesspit shouldn't make him scream like this. Anyone normal would know not to open their mouth in a cesspit. And I've seen his family's cesspit, it's not deep. You could stand in it and it wouldn't reach your neck. It's disgusting, sure, but he shouldn't be thrashing like this."
"Then what could it be?"
"Oh, if he keeps thrashing like this, he'll drown even in a non-drowning pit. Who, who is willing to save him? Zhu Zi, aren't you good friends with him? You drink together every day, go down and save him!"
"Ah... no... no, it's too disgusting. If he were in the river, I'd jump in without a second thought. But this, it's too revolting. If I go down to save him, my wife won't let me touch her for at least half a year."
"The vegetables in the nearby field won't need watering anymore, though."
"None of you have any intention of saving him. Lai Di, where did you put your rolling pin, no, your carrying pole? Let's put the pole down, Da Yang can climb up using it!"
"The pole isn't long enough. With the way he's thrashing now, I don't dare to get within ten meters of the cesspit. Look, it's splashing everywhere outside, good heavens! I can't take it anymore. Let's just wait. Let's wait until he stops thrashing before rescuing him!"
"If we wait until he stops thrashing, he'll be half dead already..."
Actually, it's not that the villagers were indifferent. A few years ago, when Ding Da Hai fell into the cesspit, everyone was very enthusiastic about helping. The main reason was that he fell in calmly and only shouted for help, thrashing slowly.
The thrashing was to keep himself from sinking.
Not much sewage splashed up, so everyone was happy to gather around, get a stick or a pole, and help him up. Once he was up, he just needed a good wash. Everyone could afford soap.
But Ding Da Yang's situation was different. He was desperately thrashing around, splashing everything. Saving someone is one thing, but in the process of saving someone, most people don't want to get covered in the filth from the pit.
While everyone was anxiously wringing their hands.
Ding Da Yang's parents, his elder brother, younger brother, and his sister who lived nearby, as well as the village chief, all rushed over after receiving the news.
"What happened? What exactly is going on?"
"Has he been rescued?"
This was the village chief anxiously asking.
"My son! How could you stand by and watch him die? You're all just standing around watching my son down there, and not one of you went to save him."
"Where's Wu Hua?"
This was Ding Da Yang's mother cursing loudly.
However, the surrounding neighbors and villagers were not his son's wife, so they didn't indulge her. Someone immediately taunted:
"Yes, yes, we stood by and did nothing. Now that your mother is here, hurry down and save your son!"
"This is your biological son, you won't stand by and do nothing, will you? A mother should be able to jump into a pit of knives or a sea of fire without batting an eye."
"Make way, Da Yang's mother is here to save her son."
"Do you need tools? Or will you go in bare-handed!"
Xu Huai Hua never expected that these people would not only stand by and do nothing, but then they also pushed her forward.
Out of consideration for face and concern for her son.
She could only step forward a few paces, wanting to see her son's situation, and was then by Ding Da Yang, who was still alive and thrashing sewage everywhere, so disgusted that she stumbled back a few steps.
The village chief, his biological brothers and sisters standing nearby, immediately lost their enthusiasm for rescuing people. And they felt quite awkward for a moment. After all, it was understandable that neighbors wouldn't save him, but the village chief and his biological brothers and sisters...
Not saving him did seem a bit difficult to justify.
The scene was incredibly awkward.
In this awkward situation, and as Xu Huai Hua's gaze was drawn to Ding Yun, looking at the bandage on Ding Yun's head, she was contemplating whether to ask Ding Yun to save her own father. Wu Hua, who had gone to weed her own two acres of land, finally rushed back after receiving the news.
Seeing him appear, Xu Huai Hua's conflicted gaze immediately lit up. She quickly called out and yelled:
"Where have you been, you heartless wretch? Da Yang had such a major incident, and you didn't even come back. If anything happens to Da Yang, I will never forgive you. Hurry over here! What are you walking so slowly for..."
"Hurry up and come over here and save Da Yang!"
Her shout made Ding Yun even more conflicted. Although she didn't like her own mother very much, she also didn't particularly want to see herself being the only one to save Ding Da Yang when everyone else was refusing to help.
But whether to save him or not, she couldn't persuade anyone. It still depended on Wu Hua himself.
Fortunately, at this moment, the neighbors who had been watching by the cesspit immediately noticed that Ding Da Yang in the pit had stopped thrashing and was starting to climb out on his own. They immediately shouted and, along with others, grabbed the poles that had been brought out earlier to rescue him.
Wu Hua hadn't even run halfway to his own yard.
The person had already been rescued.
Someone even rushed to fetch a lot of water from the nearby well and poured it on Ding Da Yang.
After a few buckets of water were poured, everyone was confused again.
"Wait, is this Da Yang?"
"Strange, I saw clearly in the cesspit just now, it was Da Yang. How did he look so different when he came up? Especially his body, it doesn't look like a man, it looks like a woman. Why does he have breasts?"
"No, no? Something's wrong!"
"Da Yang, is that you?"
Since no one dared to touch Ding Da Yang directly, they could only judge by his wet physique. He seemed a little off.
But they weren't sure.
They weren't sure if their eyesight was playing tricks on them.