Chapter 82 The Mountain Father Appears
The old locust tree is probably over a hundred years old.
With its lush foliage, the tree stretches out to block the scorching sun, providing shade for people to sit and enjoy the cool air all day long.
This is the liveliest place in Dahe Village, a popular spot for people to stop and chat. The village head also chooses this place for meetings and discussions.
At night, there is no one here, only the sound of leaves being blown by the wind.
Cheng Wanwan spoke slowly: "San Niu, tie Zhao Fugui to the big tree."
Zhao Sanniu did as instructed.
Zhao Fugui remained unconscious despite being tossed and turned.
Zhao San Niu didn't know what his mother had done to Zhao Fu Gui, but as long as he was still alive, it wasn't a big deal.
He even secretly nudged Zhao Fugui's crotch with his knee, and when Zhao Fugui still didn't react, he nudged him several more times.
Zhao Fugui was tied to the big locust tree.
Cheng Wanwan continued, "San Niu, go back and get a shovel, and dig a hole around the big locust tree."
Zhao Sanniu scratched the back of his head, obediently went back to get a hoe, and started digging a hole. He didn't know what his mother was going to do. He wasn't very smart to begin with, and even if he asked, he probably wouldn't understand. He just had to listen to his mother.
Cheng Wanwan stood under the tree, and the mall panel appeared in front of her.
She searched for solar panels, then bought wires and some electric shock equipment, which cost her twenty taels of silver.
However, she felt it was worth it.
She had to do these things to vent her anger and for her future safety.
She should be grateful that she was single for thirty-three years in her previous life and lived alone for nearly ten years. She can fix light bulbs in her house by herself, and she knows some basic electrical work.
"Alright, San Niu, you can go back now."
Cheng Wanwan's tone was commanding, so Zhao Sanniu had no choice but to leave first.
As soon as he left, many electrical wires appeared on the ground. Cheng Wanwan buried the wires in the pit. She stripped the outer insulation of these wires and then connected them to a solar panel in the distance. The electricity stored in one solar panel might not be enough to stun an adult, so she added three more panels and placed them on a haystack not far away. This haystack was meant to be used as firewood in the winter, and no one would climb up to investigate.
All the electrical wires were buried in the soil, wrapped around the big locust tree several times, and then a bucket of water was poured over them.
After the sun rises, no one can approach this area.
Back home, Cheng Wanwan went to check on Wu Huiniang. Fortunately, the bleeding had stopped, and her complexion had improved.
However, if the child really couldn't be saved, she was afraid that Wu Huiniang would fall into self-blame and then slowly develop depression.
A former female colleague at my company miscarried because she was hanging clothes out to dry. After the miscarriage, she became depressed and inexplicably wanted to commit suicide. She lost hope in life. Depression is a disease that outsiders cannot understand, but those who suffer from it will suffer a lot.
Cheng Wanwan lay in bed, unable to fall asleep at all.
The two little ones beside her were also tossing and turning, their minds also full of worries.
She quietly said, "Tomorrow, kill the big hen at home and make soup for your sister-in-law to help her recover."
Zhao Sidan was very reluctant, but still obediently agreed: "Then let's kill Erhuang. It's rather lazy and doesn't like to lay eggs."
Cheng Wanwan couldn't sleep, so she opened the online store again. She clicked on a pharmacy, which had a wide variety of medications for preventing miscarriage. She had never been pregnant and knew nothing about this. She didn't even know which medication to buy for Wu Huiniang to alleviate her condition.
She decided to buy relevant books first, but there was no light to read at night, so she could only do it tomorrow.
The sky was just beginning to lighten.
Zhao Dashan got up, looking haggard, clearly having not slept.
Cheng Wanwan said calmly, "You and San Niu go deliver the goods. I'll stay home to take care of Hui Niang. I'll take care of things at home, so don't worry about me."
Zhao Dashan nodded: "Should we buy something?"
"If there are fish for sale, I'll buy one, no matter how expensive it is."
For pregnant women, fish soup is more nourishing than chicken soup, but the drought has caused the river to dry up, making it difficult to buy a single fish in the entire Ping'an Town.
Zhao Dashan remembered this and went to deliver the goods with Zhao Sanniu.
Zhao Da's oxcart came from the other side of the village, looking surprised: "I just got here, and I saw Zhao Fugui tied up under the big locust tree. What happened? What's going on?"
Zhao Dashan and Zhao Sanniu remained silent.
They didn't know what their mother was planning, and silently carried the wooden bucket onto the vehicle.
As the oxcart swayed away into the distance, the sky over Dahe Village gradually brightened, and the people who had slept all night got up to work.
On an ordinary morning, Zhao Fugui was tied to a big locust tree, attracting a large crowd and causing a stir throughout the village.
"No, what... what's going on?"
"Zhao Fugui was having an affair with a widow yesterday. Could it be that his wife tied him to a tree?"
"I didn't realize Aunt Fugui had such courage. If you ask me, men who can't control their lower bodies should be taught a lesson like this."
"After Aunt Fugui pulled this stunt, do you think Zhao Fugui will let her off the hook? I think their marriage is over..."
Zhao Fugui was tied up all night. When he heard voices around him, he opened his eyes.
He tried to move, but couldn't. He immediately started cursing, "Zhao Chengshi, you slut, what did you do to me? You filthy slut, I'll show you how to kill you!"
He struggled to break free, but couldn't. Most importantly, his lower body was in excruciating pain.
The villagers nearby sensed something was amiss and began asking questions.
"What does this have to do with Aunt Dashan?"
"Zhao Fugui, you haven't even sorted out your business with Widow Zhang yet, why are you dragging other people into this?"
"..."
Cheng Wanwan stepped out from the crowd, dressed in a coarse, earthy-yellow cloth. Her gaze was cold and fierce as she said, word by word, "I was the one who had my son tie Zhao Fugui to the tree."
All eyes turned to her.
She continued, "Last night, Zhao Fugui sneaked into my yard to steal things and pushed down Da Shan's pregnant wife. My eldest daughter-in-law is still lying unconscious in bed. We, a widow and her children, are no match for him. Fortunately, Da Shan's spirit appeared and has been protecting us. Otherwise, how could I have tied Zhao Fugui to the tree?"
"Dad said that Zhao Fugui can only leave this big locust tree when Da Shan's wife gets better."
After Cheng Wanwan finished speaking, the surroundings fell silent.
The idea of a deceased person appearing in spirit is quite mysterious. While appearing in dreams is relatively common, it's unheard of for a spirit to appear and protect one's wife and children.
"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhao Fugui's mother rushed out. "If my son really did something, go and report it to the authorities. See if the officials will arrest my son."
Cheng Wanwan sneered.
In this era, injuring someone is not a serious crime. People in the village fight and quarrel every day, but no one reports it to the authorities unless someone dies.
Wu Huiniang was pregnant and had already fallen once before, so Zhao Fugui could easily shirk all responsibility.
Rather than pinning her hopes on an inadequate legal system, she decided to take matters into her own hands. She wanted to make an example of Zhao Fugui, the chicken, and the other good-for-nothings in the village, the monkeys.
She said, "With Da Shan's spirit protecting him in heaven, Zhao Fugui will never be able to leave this big locust tree."
Zhao Fugui's mother really didn't believe in this superstition and rushed over.
There were electrical wires buried underground, and the damp soil was a conductor. There were solar panels not far away. As soon as Zhao Fugui's mother stepped on the ground, she felt a tingling sensation shoot up from the soles of her feet, and she immediately fell to the ground.
The current and voltage were carefully controlled so that the person being electrocuted would experience pain, but not enough to knock them unconscious.
After all, there are too many children and elderly people in the village, and it would be bad if someone were accidentally injured and killed.
Zhao Fugui's mother's legs went weak, and she gritted her teeth: "Old man, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and untie Fugui!"
Zhao Fugui's father didn't dare to walk over carelessly, but no matter how careful he was, he still ended up like Zhao Fugui's mother. The old couple collapsed to the ground, and fear finally appeared in their eyes.
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