Chen Jiao said calmly: "These scarecrows have names written on them. We can find out whether the handwriting is from Third Uncle by handing these scarecrows over to the brigade headquarters and then comparing them with the handwriting of the letter of denunciation written by Third Uncle."
"Lu Bayi, Yang Wencai, Qin Tiezhu..."
At this time, some literate people in the village picked up the net bags on the ground and began to read the names on the scarecrows one by one.
All the villagers whose names were called were shocked and furious.
They just felt sorry for Lu Wenbai and spoke well of him in front of Shen Jiao and Lu Zhengxu, but he actually made dolls and cursed them behind their backs!
"Lu Wenbo, you son of a bitch, you use such despicable means to bully us, I will beat you to death!"
I don't know who roared and took the lead to rush forward.
Immediately, all the villagers whose names were called rushed forward.
Chen Jiao quickly pulled the man aside and watched this wonderful scene with a smile.
This is much better than cleaning up these disgusting things yourself!
At this time, Zhang Biying's face was pale, and she wanted to sneak away while everyone was beating Lu Wenbai.
Chen Jiao quickly stopped in front of her, and said with a dangerous smile in her eyes: “Where do you want to go, Aunt San?
Although the names on those scarecrows were written by Uncle San, the scarecrows were made by you, and the bamboo sticks on the scarecrows were also tied by you. Each person’s hair wrapped around the scarecrow’s body was collected by you every day under the pretext of visiting neighbors. This method of cursing people was also passed down from your family, Aunt San. Aren’t you going to apologize to everyone before you leave? ”
When everyone heard Chen Jiao's words, they suddenly remembered that Zhang Biying's grandfather was a Taoist priest.
However, with the Four Olds Campaign in recent years and her grandfather having been dead for many years, no one remembered this incident, let alone that Zhang Biying was capable of such means.
Chen Jiao's words reminded the group of female comrades, otherwise they would have allowed Zhang Biying, who came to chat with them, to enter their homes.
My family will not be cursed in such a horrible and vicious way.
Suddenly, a group of women comrades surrounded Zhang Biying, some pulling her hair and some scratching her face. Zhang Biying's screams became more and more miserable.
Chen Jiao retired after accomplishing her mission and continued to watch the fun from the side.
However, he did not notice that in an inconspicuous corner, there was a figure looking at Zhang Biying thoughtfully.
Zhang Fangfang narrowed her eyes slightly. Zhang Biying's grandfather was a Taoist priest who also knew the art of exorcism. Maybe she had a way to deal with the monster Chen Jiao!
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After the crowd vented their anger by beating up Lu Wenbai and Zhang Biying, they took the scarecrow in the net bag and took the two of them directly to the brigade headquarters.
These days, the punishment for practicing feudal superstition is severe.
Chen Jiao was in a hurry to go back and memorize the book given by her master, so she naturally wouldn't join in the fun.
As soon as she and Lu Zhengxu entered the door, Wu Guilan came to greet them with two people.
Wu Guilan was just about to rush out with a big broom and beat up the couple again, but was stopped by Chen Jiao's eyes.
She listened to Chen Jiao's words and took her two children to observe the situation outside through the crack of the door. She did not go out, nor did she let the two children go out.
"Jiaojiao, did your knees hurt from kneeling just now?" Wu Guilan asked Chen Jiao with a distressed look.
Chen Jiao smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry, I didn't kneel down at all, how could it hurt?"
How could she really kneel down to people like Lu Wenbo and Zhang Biying? She was just half-squatting, using the visual difference to find a position and to create an atmosphere so that everyone would think she was kneeling.
Wu Guilan breathed a sigh of relief.
Lu Yaling's small hands were already tightly hugging Chen Jiao's thighs.
The little girl raised her head and looked at Chen Jiao with admiration, "Mom, you are so awesome! You chased away the hateful Third Uncle and Third Uncle's Wife without even fighting.
Grandma beat them with a big broom, and the fathers-in-law, mothers-in-law, uncles and aunts in the village said that grandma was wrong. ”
Wu Guilan felt a little embarrassed.
Lu Zhengxu's father died young, and she became a widow with a child at a young age. If she was always kind and tolerant, she would probably be eaten up without leaving anything behind.
In the past four years, when she felt that her son owed Chen Jiao, she was unconditionally tolerant of Chen Jiao, and she was also very tough to those who dared to bully them outside.
Only today did she realize that the toughness she had always used to protect herself, her son, and her grandson was not only insignificant in the face of her daughter-in-law's schemes, but also seemed extremely foolish.
Chen Jiao rubbed Lu Yaling's little head, looked at the little girl with a pair of gentle fox eyes, and said gently: "Although mom is very good at chasing away the bad guys without fighting, grandma is also very good!
Nannan, remember, in the face of absolute strength, cleverness is nothing. ”
The little girl seemed to understand but not quite.
Lu Lingyang on the side looked thoughtful.
There was a little more admiration in Lu Zhengxu's eyes when he looked at the little woman.
The little woman always seemed to give him many surprises in the way she spoke and acted.
He didn't know when the little woman got those scarecrows, let alone how she got those things.
After all, Lu Wenbo and Zhang Biying would definitely hide this kind of thing very well. The little woman hadn't even been to their house, so how did she get these things?
At night, Shen Jiao was sitting on the bed, holding the book given by the old lady, reciting silently.
Suddenly she fell into the man's broad arms.
The man had just finished taking a bath, and his body was emitting dampness and a faint smell of soap.
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