Chapter 145: Crowded under the same roof
The Jiang family frowned at the noise.
When they went out, they saw Zhuang staring at them at the door. Feng tutted in surprise, but soon sneered.
She crossed her arms, walked over and said disdainfully: "Who did I think it was? It turns out to be from the second house. Why don't you stay in Xishan Village and come back to complain?"
Zhuang's face was haggard, and she gritted her teeth weakly: "What does it have to do with you? I heard that the old man's hall was arranged by your family. Hurry up and vacate the house and return it to me!"
"House?" Feng just thought it was funny: "Then may I ask where the house deed is? Is your name written on it?"
Not to mention that after Jiang Dahe's accident, the house deed had been taken away by the village.
Even if they didn't want to take it, the house was passed down from the Jiang family. No matter how they calculated it, it would not be Zhuang's
turn. How could Zhuang produce the deed? She was stunned for a moment, then she jumped up and rushed to Feng hysterically.
"Don't bully me. What kind of deed do you want? I have lived in the village for so many years. Everyone knows that this is my home!" Zhuang retorted in a hoarse voice.
Jiang Fengnian protected Feng in front of her, raised his leg and kicked Zhuang like a rag, sending her two steps away.
"Don't touch my mother!"
"Without the title deed, even if you file a complaint with the government, it won't count! Besides, Second Uncle did something evil, and his house has been taken away by the village. Now the title deed is also held by the village. You won't forget it, will you, Second Uncle's mother!" Jiang Fengnian stared at Zhuang, frowned and shouted.
Jiang Fenghu raised his fists and scolded her without any hesitation: "That house was passed down from our Jiang family. It belongs to you the longer you live there?"
"Then I have lived in Dalui Village for more than 20 years. Doesn't that mean the whole village and the villagers belong to me? You should have some shame!"
Xiao Nuobao was afraid that her mother would suffer a loss, so she ran out of the house in a hurry to support her mother.
When she reached the door, she saw that her two brothers were so helpful, and she immediately clapped her hands and slapped them non-stop.
Zhuang got up from the ground, her face flushed with anger, and she was about to rush over to scold again.
But at this time, the villagers all heard the noise and came over.
Without saying a word, they put down their farm tools and stared at Feng with a fierce look, as if they were going to swallow her up at any time if she moved again.
Zhuang looked around and felt that something was not good.
Wait, why did Mrs. Liu and the others roll up their sleeves? Is this... going to help the Jiang family beat her?
Zhuang's calves trembled. She didn't expect that after leaving the village for so long, the whole village would become Jiang's followers...
Although she was indignant, she had just been beaten a few days ago and could not bear the injury again.
"You are a bunch of lackeys, what do you have to do with it!" Zhuang froze in frustration and could only curse in a low voice.
Seeing that if she didn't leave, she couldn't even go into the house to have a good meal. Little Nuobao touched his skinny belly, his eyebrows wrinkled like a caterpillar.
"You are so wicked to delay people's meals in the middle of the day." Nuobao pouted unhappily and said in a tender voice: "Count to three. If you don't leave, someone will do it~"
These words were like an imperial decree for the whole village. When the villagers heard them, their eyelids immediately stood up.
Delaying their little ancestor's meals, what else could they do?
The child was originally short, what if he didn't grow up in the future!
So Liu Pozi and Yang Tianmei took the lead, picked up the hoes under their feet, and surrounded Zhuang with angry faces.
Zhuang retreated in a hurry: "What are you doing? Don't do it. I just said a few words."
"What are you talking about? Who wants to talk to you? You smell the stink in your mouth. Don't make my sister-in-law and mother stink!" Sun Chunxue walked forward and told the truth.
Everyone immediately disliked it and covered their noses.
Zhuang's face turned red and white, and she bit her back teeth in embarrassment.
"One!" Xiao Nuobao began to count.
"Two~" Xiao Nuobao raised her baby voice.
Seeing that they were about to count to three, the villagers were really going to fight. Zhuang panicked and could only pull Jiang Zhizhi's hand and run away.
Seeing this, Feng snorted and smiled, then picked up the girl and went into the house to continue eating lunch.
On the other side, Zhuang ran and cursed, spitting everywhere.
Now, she had been expelled from Xishan Village and had nowhere to go.
After cursing until her mouth was dry, Zhuang's face was full of resentment. Finally, she ran straight to the old people's hall and insisted on staying there!
Old Li and the others were stunned when they saw it.
The five of them were all bachelors, and suddenly a woman came with her daughter and wanted to squeeze under the same roof with them. What was going on...
Old Li wanted Zhuang to leave.
"You can't live here. It's so inconvenient. Once someone spreads lies, we can't explain it clearly." He urged anxiously.
But Zhuang not only didn't listen, but also pinched her waist and jumped, spitting in his face.
"Bah, you old bastard, you live in my house and you want to bother us, you should leave!" Zhuang changed her usual arrogance and became as aggressive as an ordinary village woman.
"Since you don't want to return my house, then we can just live together. Whoever can't stand it first can leave!" Zhuang slammed her pillow and made the quilt while cursing.
Old Li stood outside the house, his face flushed, but he couldn't do anything to Zhuang.
If he used words, the five of them together would not be a match.
But if he used physical force, a few grown men beating a woman, wouldn't it be considered bullying an orphan and a widow...
In the end, there was no choice but for Old Li to tolerate Zhuang staying for the time being.
In fact, it is not difficult to vacate the room, but the strict separation between men and women is a big taboo.
On the first night that Zhuang moved in, she deliberately acted like an annoyance, wearing a sweatshirt and showing her arms, and walked around the yard.
Old Li and his friends were frightened and dared not leave the house at all.
They were afraid that people would spread gossip.
On the next morning, when Uncle Lin wanted to urinate, Zhuang was blocking the door of the toilet, making it difficult for him to go in. He could only turn around and find a tree to solve the problem.
Old Li saw that Zhuang was doing this on purpose, and was afraid that she was going to force them to leave, so he had to go to the village chief to discuss it.
The village chief slapped the edge of the kang and said unhappily: "This Zhuang has no self-respect. How can she live with a few foreign men! Let me go to Xishan Village in the next two days to find out why she came back, and then ask her family to take her back!"
If it were in the past, with the violent temper of the village chief, he would have taken a big stick and beaten Zhuang out of the village.
But now, Daliu Village has just been regarded as the leader of all villages, and many people are watching the village. The village chief does not want to be misunderstood as bullying orphans and widows, so he can only deal with it slowly.
Old Li nodded anxiously: "Then village chief, you have to talk to Xishan Village and ask Zhuang's family to send her mother back."
He shook his head aggrievedly: "Otherwise, we old people dare not even go to the toilet... Old Jiang in my house is almost sick..."
When the village chief heard this, he couldn't help but laugh while knocking on the chimney pot, thinking that he would go to Xishan Village as soon as possible after watering the fields in the next two days.
After returning, Old Li did not forget to remind others: "Zhuang is a woman, and we are old widowers. Since we are squeezed under the same roof, we must be careful to avoid being lied to by others."
In the village and outside the village, widows and widows, as long as they are close, are the topic of conversation for everyone after dinner.
Although the villagers of Daliu Village were not so idle, they still had to be on guard to avoid being taken advantage of by the Zhuang family.
Uncle Lin and Old Jiang rarely left their houses on weekdays, and they were not old and confused, so they could do it naturally.
However, Shuanzi was half-idiot and his brain was not very bright, so Old Li had to give him a few more instructions.
"Shuanzi, don't get involved with the Zhuang family who lives in that house, do you hear me?"
"If you see her, hide away. If she is in the yard, go back to the house, do you know?"
Old Li was talking until his saliva was almost dry.
Fortunately, although Shuanzi was stupid, he knew how to listen. He nodded vigorously: "Well... OK... When you see her, go inside and hide inside!"
The old guys all breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and patted Shuanzi's head, planning to steam a few more white steamed buns for dinner, which Shuanzi liked.
Two days passed, and after dinner, they heard that Zhuang had not left yet. The Jiang family couldn't help but grumble.
The evening breeze slipped in through the window slits, blowing the dim light of the kerosene lamp swaying.
Little Nuobao hugged the bowl of rice in his arms, sipped the sour plum soup, swung his feet leisurely, and listened to the gossip of his mother and brothers and sisters-in-law.
Feng patted the little butt of the young lady lightly, with a trace of worry on her face.
"It's not appropriate for Zhuang to live in the old man's hall all the time. She is a cunning person. It is definitely not her wish to live together with the uncles. Don't wait for something bad to happen."
Jiang Fengnian nodded and responded: "Mom, don't worry too much. Anyway, the village chief uncle will go to Xishan Village tomorrow to ask her family to come over." Feng
was quick-witted and shook her head slightly: "If Zhuang's family was willing to take care of her, would she still beg to come back to our village? I think this matter is really hard to say."
Xiao Nuobao drank up the sour plum soup, smacked her lips, and licked the bottom of the bowl.
At this time, she suddenly remembered that at the meeting that day, the village chief of Xishan Village seemed to want to say something to her...
Maybe it was about Zhuang.
However, Xiao Nuobao yawned and didn't care at all. Anyway, she was in charge of the village. If Zhuang dared to make any trouble, she would slap her. She
just thought of it as a way to amuse herself.
Seeing that the lady was sleepy, Feng pulled the mattress over and put Xiao Nuobao on it: "Okay, you all go back to your rooms to sleep, and we mothers also need to rest."
The next morning, the village chief worked in the fields for a while and was about to pack up and go to Xishan Village.
Xiao Nuobao was afraid that he would neglect the village chief, so he asked Jiang Fengnian to go with him to represent him.
However, he never thought that when they came back at noon, not only did they not bring Zhuang's family, but they also brought back a very explosive news!
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