"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In less than half an hour, Li Mingqing heard the sound of gongs.

This isn't the right time. It's neither the start of work nor the end of work, so why is there a gong sound? Something must have happened.

Soon all the villagers gathered in the street.

The village chief and the team leader stood there looking at everyone with extreme seriousness.

The villagers were whispering to each other, but they had not heard that anything had happened to anyone.

"Fellow villagers, be quiet. The village office is missing a sickle for harvesting wheat. If anyone forgot to return it, come back and get it. These sickles will be sent back to the town after the summer harvest."

Upon hearing this, all the villagers sighed.

"Village chief, my family didn't take it. We sent it to the village office after we finished the work."

"Look at what you said, it's like someone secretly stayed here, but we are not that kind of people."

You and I kept talking non-stop.

The village chief took the gong in his hand and struck it hard, and the crowd immediately quieted down.

"This matter is of great importance. If we can't find the person, the whole village will be implicated. If the town commune sends people over, the situation will be completely different."

Old man Wu Li took two steps back guiltily.

Zhang Cuihua didn't notice and said, "It's definitely not my family. Whoever it is, please stand up. It's a great honor to admit your mistakes and improve them."

Dazhu's mother was no slouch, "What are you looking at me for? My family doesn't do such sneaky things."

The two old women stared at each other fiercely and neither of them gave in.

At this time, the captain's wife, Li Dahua, looked at the nervous Wu Li and said, "Zhang Cuihua, ask your husband if he knows."

Da Zhu Niang followed closely and said, "We should ask. After all, he is not from the village."

"How can he not be a villager? As soon as Old Wu entered my house, he became a member of my family, and even more so a member of Lijia Village."

"Hmph, I advise you not to brag. Zhao Guiying's son-in-law is still incarcerated."

Wu Li, under everyone's gaze, pretended to be calm and said, "I, Old Wu, am not that kind of person. It's useless to hold a sickle."

The village chief and the team leader looked at each other.

"Since everyone says they don't have it, we can only look for it door to door."

Wu Li's eyebrows jumped and he said, "That's not good. We are all from the same village. How can we search our homes?"

"What are you in such a hurry for? Are you feeling guilty?"

"He must be guilty. I know he's not a good person."

Wang Daguo asked quietly, "Uncle Wu, did you take it or not?"

"Of course not!"

He just wanted to keep the sickle to make it easier to cut firewood, and he had no bad intentions. He planned to return the sickle in a few days without anyone noticing.

Who knew it would be discovered.

At this moment, surrounded by so many people, he couldn't explain himself even if he had ten mouths.

You definitely can’t admit it and return it later.

Just when they were at a loss, Li Goudan came hobbling over with a sickle in his hand and a cane in his hand.

Li Mingqing saw that he was in such a miserable state, and that was what he deserved.

"Hey, how come this sickle is in his hand? How can Wang Cuihua have the nerve to say that it is definitely not in her house?"

"Li Goudan, how have we ever wronged you that you actually took things from the village?"

Zhang Cuihua scolded him harshly.

Li Goudan glanced at Wu Li next to him and said, "Uncle Wu took this. Everyone knows that I've been in poor health for a while and have been staying at home without going out. Uncle Wu, are you still not admitting it?"

Wu Li stumbled and said, "I forgot to return it. I kept it in the corner and didn't see it."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, there are so many big notches on this sickle. You can't do this if you only cut wheat."

With such a big gap, the sickle cannot be used.

I really don't care about things that are not my own.

The village chief shouted sternly: "Wu Li, look at this sickle, what have you done!"

"I just went to the mountain and cut a few branches. That's all I did. I can use them after sharpening them with a grindstone."

What's the use of the yarn? The sickle blade is gone.

Every time farm tools are distributed, everyone is reminded to take good care of the tools. Who would have thought that such good sickles would be ruined like this.

Zhang Cuihua said, "My husband, Wu, didn't mean it."

"Only your family believes this," Zhao Guiying sneered.

Wang Daguo and Wang Daya shook their heads. Like the other villagers, they did not believe what was said.

But Zhang Cuihua was like someone who had been cursed and didn't recognize any of her relatives.

At such an old age, he is not afraid of being laughed at and shamelessly defends Wu Li.

The village chief said, "The sickle is broken like this, take the money."

There is no order without rules. If no fine is imposed, it will be difficult to manage the village in the future.

Zhang Cuihua asked with difficulty, "How much?"

"One dollar."

She had no money left and couldn't come up with even a dollar.

If you want to say fifty cents, you can still get it.

Wu Li whispered to him, "I was careless this time. It won't happen again. But Li Goudan is a traitor. If it weren't for him, we wouldn't have to pay the money."

Zhang Cuihua looked at Li Goudan and found that it was indeed the case.

She looked at Li Mingqing and then at Li Goudan, and said stubbornly, "Li family boy, you beat my son-in-law so badly that he couldn't move for a whole week. No matter what, you should pay for his medical expenses."

Li Mingqing, who had been watching the show, didn't expect her to say that.

"Auntie, this is not right. Everyone knows I have some medical skills, so why don't you just come to me and see me?"

"Who would dare to come after you if you beat someone like this?"

"I don't agree with that, Li Goudan. Come here, let me take your pulse."

When Li Goudan saw Li Mingqing take a step forward, he was so scared that he almost fell to the ground.

The last time I was beaten so badly, the psychological trauma is too great.

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