Chapter 73 The truth of the past
At this time, Ergui, under Xiao Nuobao's order, had already driven Jiang Dashan's old clothes and forced Jiang Dahai towards the old man's hall.
Hearing the howling that was getting closer, Xiao Nuobao puffed up his cheeks and clenched his fists like two buns.
Come on!
All the debts in the past should be settled today!
Seeing the old clothes of the third brother still floating in the air, Jiang Dahai was already scared. His eyes were wide open and he peed his pants.
He stumbled towards the old man's hall.
"Village chief, uncle village chief, save me!" Jiang Dahai threw himself on the village chief, kicking his legs like he had hit a ghost: "A ghost is coming to catch me, I don't want to die!"
The village chief pulled him away from the pissing him, frowning and saying: "There are no ghosts in this world? I'm afraid you have a ghost in your heart!"
Jiang Dahai's eyes bulged, and he bent over and choked.
"Really, there is a ghost, I saw it, the ghost is Dashan... He died unwillingly, he must want to come back to seek revenge..."
The village chief grabbed his collar and asked hurriedly: "Why is he seeking revenge from you? Could it be that you really killed him back then?"
Jiang Dahai was so scared that his mind went blank, he didn't care about the crowd here, his legs softened and he knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the air.
"Dashan, I'm sorry for you. I shouldn't have pushed you off the cliff... Please, for your mother's sake, let me go this time. I will definitely go bankrupt and burn paper for you... Bang, bang, bang!"
Jiang Dahai cried and begged with snot running down his nose.
His forehead was broken and blood was oozing out.
He looked like a dead person.
Hearing this, the villagers were shocked.
What?
Who would have thought that Jiang Dashan didn't fall off the cliff by himself, but was pushed down by Jiang Dahai?
Feng was even crazier. She rushed up with her sons, surrounded Jiang Dahai, and forced him to tell her what happened.
"How did my Dashan die? Why did you push him? Tell me clearly!" Feng's eyes were wide with anger.
Jiang Dahai's face was as pale as paper, and he was shaking all over. Now he answered whatever was asked.
It turned out that day, on the way back from buying spring seeds, Jiang Dashan felt sorry for the Feng family's hard work, and finally wanted to "disobey" old lady Jiang once, so he discussed with Jiang Dahai that he would no longer help them plow the land in the future.
But Jiang Dahai had long been accustomed to taking advantage of the third house, and he got angry when he heard it.
Pointing at Jiang Dashan's nose, he scolded him for being a coward who listened to women.
Jiang Dashan was soft-hearted and wanted to endure it again and again, until he heard his eldest brother scolding his wife, he finally couldn't help it, and the two of them started fighting. They
happened to be walking on the edge of the cliff at that time.
Jiang Dahai didn't care about the severity of his attack, and kicked Jiang Dashan in the chest, causing him to roll down the cliff.
After realizing that he had gotten into trouble, Jiang Dahai quickly came to his senses, but instead of thinking about saving people, he rushed back to the village to ask his mother for help.
Old Mrs. Jiang felt sorry for losing a hand, so she scolded her eldest son and ordered him to lie that Dashan had slipped and cover up the matter.
After hearing Jiang Dahai admit everything, Feng's face turned ashen, her limbs stiffened, and she felt that the blood in her body was about to coagulate.
She bit the back of her hand angrily, almost biting blood out, and her teeth still couldn't stop trembling with anger.
Dashan, an honest farmer all his life.
He never had the intention to harm others, but in the end, he was killed by his own brother. How ironic and ridiculous!
Jiang Fengnian and his brothers also had red eyes, some gritting their teeth, some holding back tears.
"Is the ghost... still there?" At this time, Jiang Dahai seemed to regain some rationality, and stuck his head out to try to look.
Feng grabbed a shovel and slapped him on the head: "What's so scary about ghosts? What's really scary is the human heart!"
"Since you killed my father, you have to pay for his life!" Jiang Fenghu picked up a wine jar and angrily chopped Jiang Dahai.
Then Fengnian, Fengjing and Fengmiao all rushed up at the same time, and punched Jiang Dahai like raindrops!
This night was destined to be a sleepless night for Yu Dalui Village.
Jiang Dahai's screams from being beaten were so miserable that they could be heard by half of the village.
The next morning, the Jiang family beat Jiang Dahai until he was sore that he tied him up like a dead dog and threw him into the pigsty of the old man's hall.
After returning home, Feng never spoke again.
She lay down as soon as she entered the house and cried silently facing the window.
When Xiao Nuobao saw her mother like this, her heart seemed to be grabbed by a big hand and it hurt so much that it was about to bleed.
She was very sensible. She didn't make any noise at this time. She clung to her mother's side like a small stove and snuggled up to her mother tightly.
Feng felt the warm and soft body of her daughter, turned around and picked her up in her arms, hugged her and patted her twice.
"Mom is not upset for other reasons, but because your father feels it's not worth it. He suffered so much for his own mother and brothers, but in the end, they didn't even leave him a way to live." Feng's eyes were red, and her face was sad.
Little Nuobao clung to her mother's neck and comforted her anxiously: "Mom, they are all bad guys and will be punished! With Nuobao here, our family will never be harmed by bad guys again!"
These words were like a warm breeze, blowing into Feng's heart.
She wiped away her tears with the back of her hand and nodded with relief: "This time, Nuobao is so unfortunate. It's good to be able to tell your father the truth. When the time comes, we will burn paper to tell your father, so that he can feel at ease there."
In the morning, the village chief saw that the Jiang family had vented enough anger, so he took people to send Jiang Dahai to the government office.
The whole village heard the truth last night and will testify together. Even if Jiang Dahai doesn't want to admit it, he can't escape the blame.
At this moment, Jiang Dahai was beaten half to death, groaning, and finally woke up from his fear.
He realized that he seemed to have been "set up" by the third room.
Jiang Fengnian had said that Dashan had come to him in his dreams to plead his innocence, which made him always uneasy. So when he saw Dashan's old clothes last night, he was scared to death.
But think about it carefully, if it was really a ghost, why didn't the ghost come to deal with him, but only the people from the third room beat him up.
Thinking of everything he confessed last night, Jiang Dahai regretted it so much.
Not only did he not feel the slightest bit of guilt, but on the way to the government office, he kept insulting the third branch.
Seeing his unrepentant look, the village chief was so angry that his beard was about to fly off.
So when he returned, he immediately made the decision to confiscate all the houses and fields of the Jiang family's
first branch, as compensation to the Feng family on behalf of Jiang Dahai! At the same time, the fields of the second branch of the Jiang family, which had no one to cultivate before, were all transferred to the third branch.
The land of the two families added together was a full ninety acres, which was twice as much as the thirty acres of land that the Feng family currently had.
When the whole village learned about this, they all agreed.
Only Zhao and Old Lady Jiang were completely dumbfounded, sitting at home and crying.
Old Lady Jiang didn't know whether to live or die. She was half paralyzed, but she still ran to the door of the village chief's house on crutches to make a scene.
"You have reported my two sons to the authorities. Who will raise me in the future? You are doing this on purpose to ruin my life!" Old Mrs. Jiang cried until her eyes were red and swollen.
The village chief had already made up his mind and didn't want anyone to raise her anymore.
He walked out of the house, his face full of wrinkles as hard as iron: "Jiang Dahai harmed his brothers, and Zhao concealed the crime and regarded her as an accomplice. Considering that she has no intention of harming others, she will not be reported to the authorities, but she must be expelled from the village and never allowed to return!"
"Old Mrs. Jiang is an old and evil person. She has repeatedly helped her son to do evil and is despised by the whole village. Today, she will be sent to the death kiln to wash away her sins and put an end to it all!"
The village chief's voice was as cold as ice.
After hearing this, Mrs. Jiang collapsed to the ground as if her soul had been taken away.
"What?" Her eyes were wide open like a dead fish, and her lips were bloodless: "You want to send me to the death kiln..."
Isn't that just letting her die? !
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