She has lived in the village for so many years. If she was scared by such a scene, then her stay in this village would be in vain.

Mother Lin clasped her hands together, raised the corners of her mouth, and waited with a cold expression for Sister Hua on the ground to finish her throwing a tantrum.

Sister Hua, who was slapping the ground hard, saw that her hands were almost swollen, but the Lin family members around her did not make any move to persuade her.

Suddenly, she felt a little uneasy. Could it be that the Lin family was not afraid that she would act like a spoiled child?

The main reason was that she screamed too loudly just now, and now her throat felt like it was on fire.

After shouting for a while, her throat couldn't take it anymore, so she had to lower her voice.

"Are you done with the quarrel? If you are done, get out of here right now. Do you hear me?" Lin's mother walked up to her and kicked her in annoyance.

"I won't leave. If the Lin family doesn't compensate my son this time, I won't leave no matter what."

She had heard from the people in the village that Lin Qingqing was a rich man.

This time, Lin Qingqing's three children bullied her son. She had to get some benefits back for her son, otherwise the beating would be in vain.

"Okay, you won't leave, right? Don't regret it if you don't leave." Mother Lin had guessed she would say that, and there was no surprise on her face.

She turned around and saw Mrs. Lin coming out. She immediately called out to her, "Old lady, bring me the shoulder pole at the door. I want to kick that scoundrel out of our house."

When Mrs. Lin heard this, she sighed and obediently took out a shoulder pole as thick as an adult's arm from behind the door.

As soon as Lin's mother took it, her eyes twitched, and she didn't hold the carrying pole in her hand for long before she took it and hit Sister Hua who was sitting on the ground.

Sister Hua never expected that Lin's mother would actually drop the carrying pole on her.

It was not until she felt a piercing pain in her back that she realized she had really been beaten.

The next second, she let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

When she shouted, she immediately called over her neighbors and villagers.

"Murder is happening! Someone from the Lin family is going to kill someone." When Mrs. Hua saw someone walking towards them, she started shouting.

"What's going on? Why is he hitting someone with a carrying pole?" Some villagers rushed over and saw the carrying pole in Lin's mother's hand that was as thick as an adult's arm, and asked with a worried look on their faces.

Sister Hua immediately climbed up the pole and began to complain to the villagers who came over.

"Everyone, please give me some judgment. The Lin family relies on their wealth to bully poor people like me. It was clearly their child who beat up my son, but not only do they not admit it, they even want to beat me to death. The Lin family is too bullying."

For a moment, many people fell to her side.

"You can't treat money like this. We're all from the same village, so you can't bully others like this."

"That's right. Just because you're rich doesn't mean you can be so unreasonable. If your child hits someone, shouldn't you just apologize? But you actually hit them with a carrying pole. Isn't that a scoundrel?"

Mother Lin was so angry at these people's indiscriminate words that her face turned blue.

"What do you know? It was obviously that shameless girl surnamed Hua who wrongly accused my children. My children are so well-behaved, how could they hit others? If anyone hit someone, it was that kid Lin Jinbao who did it." Lin's mother explained angrily.

When everyone heard her words, they felt that it made sense because they all lived in the same village.

The villagers know best what kind of personalities each child in the village has.

A child like Lin Jinbao has been spoiled by his mother, Hua Saozi, since he was a child. He often does bad things in the village, such as stealing chickens and dogs, and snatching snacks from other children.

On the other hand, the children from the Lin family shout at everyone they see and are very polite.

After such a comparison, everyone immediately turned from Mrs. Hua's side to Mrs. Lin's side.

"That's right. Lin Jinbao is really not a good kid. For example, a few days ago, an old hen disappeared from my house, and my neighbor said he saw that kid climbing over my wall. If he wasn't the one who stole it, who would have done it?"

"Your chickens are gone too. My chickens are gone too. My rooster died last month. I was going to use it for breeding, but it suddenly disappeared. Someone also saw that kid Lin Jinbao sneaking around outside my fence. It must be him."

After hearing this, everyone realized that many people had no food at home, but it was all food.

As for money, not every household is rich, so even if a thief wants to steal money, he may not be able to do so.

Sister Hua looked at the villagers who were talking about losing their things with an uneasy look on her face, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead in anxiety.

Aren't they here to talk about how she was beaten by the Lin family? Why are they all talking about how they have nothing at home?

And from what they said, it seemed that the family of the person who had nothing thought that her son had stolen it.

Soon, Sister Hua discovered that these people were staring at her with hostile eyes.

"Sister Hua, your son stole my chickens. How much money are you going to compensate me? Tell me quickly!" At this time, the woman whose chickens were stolen walked up to her, put her hands on her waist, pointed at her with a fierce look and asked.

"And my chicken was also stolen by your son. Hurry up and give me some money to compensate me."

Soon, a lot of people surrounded Sister Hua and asked her for money.

These villagers were the ones whose things were stolen by her son.

"You, you are talking nonsense. My son is such a well-behaved boy, how could he steal your things? You must be trying to help the Lin family, right? You are too cruel." Sister Hua was forced to stand up, and her feet secretly stepped back.

"Bah, your son is a good boy, but how can he be good? He does all kinds of sneaky things in the village all day long. It's because you, as his parents, still spoil him. You and your wife must have eaten the things he stole. No wonder you and your wife don't care about him." One of the women angrily spat at her.

"That must be the case. If you have eaten it, then you must pay, pay."

"Give me money."

Many people reached out to her and asked for money.

Looking at the hands in front of her asking for money, Sister Hua was frightened and her face turned pale. She pushed the people in front of her away and ran towards her home without looking back.

When Sister Hua ran back home, Lin Fugui and his son Lin Jinbao were staring at the door.

As soon as the father and son saw her running back, the older and younger one immediately smiled with a look of success on their faces and went to greet her.