Little Tuanzi pretended to be innocent and asked: "Mom, I am only four years old now. According to the law, if I beat that rich old grandfather to death, will I not have to go to jail?"
The wealthy Ma clan leader: "..."
Just now he instigated minors to intercept Wen Xiuying at all costs, and at this moment, a child pointed a gun at him.
The law of nature is clear and retribution is cyclical.
Chief Ma's face froze for a moment, and he looked at the little brat sarcastically.
He hasn't even grown up yet, but he's trying to learn to play with guns like an adult. Be careful not to shoot yourself.
Unexpectedly, the man who had just run back to report the news whispered: "Chief, it was him who stood two meters away and shot Ma Zi."
"!"
Chief Ma's heart skipped a beat and he calmly took two steps back, letting the tall villagers block him.
The villager sensed the chief's intention and clenched his fists.
For the first time, I felt resentful towards the patriarch.
"Ningning, ask them to hand over Ma Chunyin's wife pawning contract." Wen Xiuying urged.
Jiang Ningning nodded: "Tuo."
After explaining the last thing, Wen Xiuying could no longer hold on and collapsed.
Jiang Ningning was horrified: "Quick, send Sister Wen to the hospital."
Seeing this, Yang Chaoying did not delay any longer and carried her away quickly with the others.
It’s not that the villagers didn’t want to stop them, but the black muzzles of their guns would be pointed at anyone who dared to move.
Manman retracted his worried gaze and sighed like an adult: "Oh, you could hit anyone else, but you had to hit my Aunt Wen. Do you know what her father does? He makes shells! If anything happens to Aunt Wen, Grandpa Wen can fire a shell at her and fill up the Matouya Brigade in an instant."
All the villagers looked grim.
No wonder Wen Xiuying is so strong-willed. It turns out that her family background is also very powerful.
These big shots don't even bother to stay in the military region, but come here to make trouble. They really have nothing to do.
Manman was such a perceptive child that he could see from their faces that they were not ashamed but instead complained about their problems. He felt that this group of people were hopeless.
"Mom, forget it. Let's just bombard this village. Letting a bunch of scumbags plant trees in the northwest, what if the trees all grow crooked?"
"Let the innocent and pitiful little sapling go."
Jiang Ningning touched Zizi's head and almost couldn't help laughing. How could Zizi be so funny in such a serious occasion?
Maybe I was born with the funny gene?
"Where are Ma Chunqi's parents?" She glanced around. They had the same ancestor, but the villagers looked so different that it was almost impossible to tell them apart.
The old policeman rushed into the crowd and quickly pulled out a lame villager, "Ma Shijiu, what's your daughter's wife-lending contract?"
"The rules of our ancestors are natural and just!" Ma Shijiu said, sticking his neck out: "Women are like water, once you spill it, you have to accept the consequences."
The old man angrily slapped him on the back of the head and said, "You ancestor, this is a new society, we should abide by the law. Pawning wives and raising child brides are the remnants of feudalism and the old customs that cannibalize people. You almost killed your two daughters today."
Ma Shijiu refused to give it to him, but the old policeman didn't waste time talking to him and started searching him on the spot.
He quickly found a yellow paper contract from his arms.
"Give it back... Ouch!" Ma Shijiu reached out to grab it, but the old policeman kicked him in the stomach.
The old policeman turned around and handed the contract to Jiang Ningning to look at.
The wife-lending contract stated that within three months, Ma Shijiu's wife had to be "lending" to Liu Youcai from the neighboring village in exchange for money to pay off the debt. His nine-year-old daughter, Ma Chunyi, was taken to the family of his uncle next door as a child bride according to the old custom.
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