Chapter 8: The whole family lives in a tent

When Wang Chunhua heard these words, it was as if she was struck by lightning!

pension!

IOU!

commune!

Shen Lingning, this bastard, is forcing the Zhou family to death!

Once the pension issue is investigated thoroughly, it will be revealed that they have been stealing money!

If Lin Sanquan's IOU is targeted by the commune again...

She didn't dare to think about it!

The huge fear overwhelmed the resentment!

She had only one thought left: she had to get the IOU back or destroy it!

She brought the sick Mrs. Zhou and Zhou Weidong with her, and the three of them were wrapped in the torn quilt cover from "Happy Plum" and the bed sheet from "Hundred Sons Bring Blessings".

With the fifty yuan in his pocket, he rushed to Shen Lingning's house again like a gambler who had lost all his money!

She planned to use both soft and hard tactics, and even wanted to use money to "buy" back the IOU.

Shen Lingning also planned this, so she specially chose the threshing ground in front of the brigade headquarters.

We rushed to finish work in the evening, when the most villagers gathered.

Shen Lingning "happened" to be holding Fubao, accompanied by the old branch secretary Ma Zhenshan, Aunt Wang and others.

"Uncle Ma, I also want to go after I finish my confinement, but time waits for no one. If I really wait until I am out of confinement, I will go.

I'm afraid the pension has already been taken away. You have to make the decision for me!"

Ma Zhenshan looked at Shen Lingning suspiciously. The other party had a pure and harmless face, and his eyes showed trust and innocence on his fair face.

He suspected that he was overthinking it. Wasn't it agreed that the proof and everything would be handled at the same time?

But when he met Shen Lingning's eyes, he had no choice but to agree casually: "Okay, okay, let's go to the commune today to see what's going on."

Seeing Ma Zhenshan and Shen Lingning about to leave from afar, Wang Chunhua, wrapped in a quilt, rushed over recklessly and bumped into them.

Wang Chunhua attacked: "Chen Lingning! You cheap bastard! Hand over Weiguo's IOU! That's my Zhou family's property! Don't even think about taking it to the commune to harm anyone!"

She waved her arms and tried to rush forward to snatch it, but was stopped by the villagers nearby.

The villagers were in an uproar: "IOU? What IOU?"

"Old Zhou's things? She wants to steal them again?"

Shen Lingning counterattacked, and his calm and clear voice spread throughout the audience:

"Wang Chunhua, you said this is something from your Zhou family?"

Shen Lingning protected Fubao, his eyes like ice blades, and slowly took out the neatly folded, yellowed rough paper from his arms (actually he took it out from the space) and unfolded it in public!

"Everyone, please look! 'I owe Comrade Zhou Weiguo five dou of polished rice!' Signed: Lin Sanquan! Red fingerprints!"

She held up the IOU, making sure everyone around her could see the crooked handwriting and the glaring red mark.

"This is the proof that my biological father, Lin Sanquan, forced upon Weiguo. Later, when Weiguo returned it, he denied it. Weiguo had no choice but to keep it as a token!

Before Weiguo died, he sent me a letter asking me to keep it safe. This is the money he left for me and my children to survive in case of an emergency!

She swept her eyes over the villagers who were in doubt and uncertainty, and finally fixed them on Wang Chunhua's pale face. Every word was like a hammer:

"You keep saying this is your Zhou family's stuff? Okay! Then let me ask you!"

"You, the Zhou family, broke into my home on the day I gave birth, beat me, a woman who had just given birth, and stole the pension and food coupons that Wei Guo had earned with his life. Is this true?!"

As he spoke, he pointed to Aunt Wang, Li Tiezhu and other witnesses who were present at the birthing scene on the day. They all looked at Wang Chunhua with righteous indignation and nodded.

"You ignored my mother and I and insisted on snatching away this IOU, the last hope Weiguo left for us. Is this true?!"

Then he pointed to the old Party Secretary and said, "Uncle Ma, you were there too!"

“Now, your own roofs have collapsed, your food and clothing have been lost, and you don’t ask yourself what you have done?

Instead, you come like a mad dog to snatch this IOU?!"

Her voice suddenly rose, tears in her eyes filled with grief, anger and determination:

"Wang Chunhua! You stole the pension and the food you need to survive, and now you're even taking away the last thought Weiguo left for his children!

Do you still see Weiguo as your brother?

Is there still any law?!

You forced us, an orphan and a widow, to death. What are you trying to cover up?

Are you afraid that if this IOU gets out, it will expose the Zhou family and that saboteur Lin Sanquan for some other shameful activities?

Or are you afraid that your 'clean' 'engagement deposit' will be exposed?!"

"Engagement deposit?!"

The villagers were instantly furious!

Considering the previous "retribution" rumors and Wang Chunhua's current madness, everything fits together!

Aunt Wang was the first to jump out, pointing at Wang Chunhua and yelling, "Okay! Wang Chunhua! You're such a black-hearted bastard!

So you really are doing this wicked business! Selling a living person to a dead ghost! And you even want to harm Weiguo's posthumous son Fubao! Why doesn't God strike you to death! "

Li Tiezhu also roared: "Zhou Weidong! Are you still a human being? Our brothers who defended our country are still alive! How can you treat his wife and children like this?!

Not only did they rob money and food, but they also sold people?! You beast! "

Uncle Zhang and others who had been helped by Shen Lingning also angrily scolded: "The Zhou family is such a piece of shit!"

"Bullying the family of a martyr! Totally devoid of conscience!"

"Hooking up with bad guys! There must be something fishy going on!"

Wang Chunhua was stunned by the overwhelming curses and Shen Lingning's exposure of the "engagement deposit" in public!

She opened her mouth, but was at a loss for words. She suddenly regretted coming to find this bitch.

Shen Lingning was sure that these fifty yuan were her last capital, and she must have carried them close to her body. She used space to make the five black tens fall out of her torn quilt and scatter them all over the floor!

This directly confirms the accusation!

Zhou Weidong was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, and Mrs. Zhou's eyes rolled back and she fainted.

The old branch secretary Ma Zhenshan's face turned ashen, his chest heaved violently, and he slammed the jujube wood crutch in his hand to the ground!

"That's enough! Be quiet!"

The whole audience fell silent.

His eyes swept over the collapsed Zhou family, and finally landed on the IOU in Shen Lingning's hand and the money scattered on the ground. His voice was heavy and majestic:

"Zhou Weidong! Wang Chunhua! Hello... hello! Everything is going well!"

"There is irrefutable evidence that they stole the martyrs' pensions and bullied the martyrs' widows and young children!"

"Privately trafficking in human beings undermines social morality and is a heinous crime!"

"I have no clear relationship with the bad-behaved Lin Sanquan, and he is suspected of embezzling other people's property!"

"They are even promoting feudal superstition in the village and disrupting production order!"

"Every single case has witnesses and evidence! The evidence is irrefutable!"

He waved his hand and ordered the militia captain who came over after hearing the news:

"Tie up the three of them! Take them to the commune and the organizing committee immediately!"

"I will personally report this to the commune leaders! Please ask the organization to seriously deal with this reactionary behavior that undermines the unity between the army and the people and bullies the soldiers' families! Those who need to go to the farm should go to the farm! Those who need to live in tents should live in tents! There will be no tolerance!"

The air in the threshing ground seemed to freeze, with only the thunderous roar of the old Party Secretary Ma Zhenshan echoing.

The militiamen were about to step forward and tie people up—

"Make way! Please make way! Is this Majiaji?"

A slightly abrupt voice with a foreign accent broke the solemn and tense atmosphere.

The crowd subconsciously opened a gap.