Chapter 340 You are my grandpa, you are my grandpa
"When it hurts, he knows to call Second Uncle. How come he didn't know it was her Second Aunt when he set fire to someone's house and caused Changgui's wife to have a miscarriage?"
"You can tell a person's future by looking at him when he's three years old, and his old age by looking at him when he's seven. This bastard has never done anything humane since he was born. Is there any family in our village that hasn't been abused by him?"
"If you ask me, this kind of person should be tied up and taken to the authorities. He should be put in jail for a few years. There's no guarantee that he can still be a decent person when he comes out."
"I'm not going to argue about this. The third son from my mother's village was also a scoundrel. He spent all day eating and gambling. He pissed off his parents so much that he even mortgaged their old house.
Guess what? A few years ago, he got caught gambling and robbed silver on the street. He was arrested and sent to work as a laborer in the mines for a few years. After being released at the beginning of the year, he found a legitimate job and even got married last month, I heard.
The village chief threw the broom in his hand and said, "Let's go and take him to see the officials!"
Wang Biao's expression changed immediately.
No, he can't go to jail, he will die in there.
In a panic, he saw Mo Jinchuan carrying Song Yanxi through the crowd.
Even though the moonlight was dim, he could still recognize the big figure at a glance. This was the man who beat him up last night and threw him into the cesspool, where he almost drowned.
"You are indeed a foreigner!" Wang Biao's eyes were wide open.
The village chief scolded with a dark face, "Don't frame Ren Pingchuan. When you fell into the shit pit last night, Ren Pingchuan was at home coaxing his wife."
"That's right, you didn't look at the road you were walking on and fell into it, and now you want to put the blame on Pingchuan. Do you have any shame?"
"Come on, no one with any dignity would do such a thing."
The villagers were talking to each other, wishing they could trample Wang Biao into the ground.
What truth can a person like him say?
Wang Biao was so angry that the flesh on his face trembled, and he raised three fingers to swear to the sky.
When the villagers saw this, they all laughed out loud.
"He's the one who swore it. Isn't he afraid that God will open his eyes and strike him to death?"
"Let's move away from his original point, so that the dry land mine won't hit the wrong person later."
"Mom, didn't my grandma say that lightning will strike down evil spirits? It will definitely not strike the wrong person."
After the childish voice, there was another burst of laughter all around.
Wang Biao, however, didn't care about that. He stared at Mo Jinchuan intently and threatened, "It's no use for you to deny it. I saw it all last night. I don't believe you won't open your mouth when you're tortured in the county yamen."
Uncle Wu rushed out of the house just then. Upon hearing this, he was furious and said, "If you want to report it to the authorities, go ahead. Even if you don't want to go, I will go too. I'm going to ask the county magistrate if he will do anything if a beast like you bullies an honest man!"
Seeing Song Yanxi coming down from Mo Jinchuan's back, he said anxiously: "Pingchuan's wife, go in and see Dahe's mother."
Although Aunt Wu's heart disease is an old problem, it does not recur easily.
Unless someone said something they shouldn't have said in front of her.
Song Yanxi's cold gaze instantly fell on Wang Biao.
He'd better pray that Aunt Wu is safe and sound.
Otherwise, she would not let him live to see the rising sun tomorrow.
When he met her eyes, Wang Biao shuddered subconsciously.
But he changed his mind and realized that he suffered such a big loss yesterday because of her and her man, so he must not let her off so easily today.
At the very least, they should compensate him two taels of medicine!
His eyes rolled, and he rushed forward and stretched out his hand to pull Song Yanxi, but he suddenly felt a pain in his knee and fell to his knees uncontrollably.
With a "bang", he knelt down firmly.
Song Yanxi looked back at Mo Jinchuan and walked quickly towards the room where the kerosene lamp was lit.
Wang Biao reached out to pull her, but was kicked in the chest by Uncle Wu, who was furious.
"Wang family boy, if anything happens to my mother, I will chop you into pieces even if it costs me my life!"
He used all his strength in this kick, and Wang Biao was knocked to the ground.
He still felt unconvinced and cursed, "You old thing, you're looking for death," and struggled to get up from the ground.
Just as his back arched a little, someone stepped on it hard again.
Wang Biao screamed and cursed, "Who, who the hell kicked your grandfather!"
As soon as the words fell, another scream of "Ah" was heard.
Mo Jinchuan crushed his back a few times with the sole of his shoe and asked coldly, "Whose grandpa are you?"
Wang Biao still wanted to be stubborn, but as soon as he said the word "you", he was stepped on and started crying and shouting "grandfather".
"You are my grandpa, right?"
“Ouch, it hurts!”
"grandfather……"
Mo Jinchuan said with disdain: "I don't have a grandson as unfilial as you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Biao, who was stepped on by him, screamed again.
The village chief took two steps forward and said with a look of shame on his face, "I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself, Brother Pingchuan. This beast is worse than pigs and dogs. I was afraid of dirtying your hands if I hit him."
"Uncle Changgui, why are you still speaking up for him? Even if you help this ungrateful person, he will still come back to bite you."
"That's right, it's better to kill a troublemaker like this."
"If you can't bear it, just close your eyes and don't look. We brothers will clean up the mess for you, which is also a good thing for our Hemu Village."
As several villagers spoke, they were about to go forward with hemp ropes to tie the man up.
The village chief hurriedly stopped them, saying, "Why are you fooling around? Killing is against the law. Don't you want to spend the New Year in peace?"
He sighed heavily, shook his head and said, "It's not worth paying with your life for such a person."
When everyone thought about it, they felt that what he said made sense.
Killing a scum like Wang Biao would be too tiring, let alone paying with his life.
He doesn't deserve it!
After coming to their senses, they all began to persuade Mo Jinchuan not to be impulsive, and not to sacrifice himself for something worse than an animal.
Listening to everyone's chatter, he didn't refute, but he also didn't move his feet.
Uncle Wu saw everything and went to the kitchen silently to get a kitchen knife.
The sharp blade gleamed coldly in the moonlight.
Wang Biao only took a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, and was so frightened that he trembled all over and stammered, "Uncle Wu, murder... murder is a life for a life."
Uncle Wu held the kitchen knife in his hand and said calmly, "I'm old now, and I've lived enough. Let's die together."
In one sentence, Wang Biao was so scared that he almost peed himself on the spot.
The old man driving the cart just squeezed in and was horrified by the scene. He blurted out, "What the hell is going on? On such a happy day, why are they resorting to knife-slashing?"
Someone recognized him and said in surprise, "Isn't this Lao Tian from Shitou Village? Why did you have time to come to our village when you shouldn't be rushing home to eat at this hour?"
Old Tian said, "Old Wu's guests bought a lot of things in town, and they couldn't carry them all, so I'm sending them in."
He lowered his voice and asked, "What's going on?"
The person he was talking to advised, "The one who got beaten was that unfilial son of Chang Yong's family. He probably saw that there were guests from Old Wu's family and wanted to extort money from them, which made his wife so angry that she became ill."
"You mean that bastard? He's a piece of shit."
Old Tian was just about to ask about Aunt Wu's situation when he heard a shrill cry from inside the house: "Dahe!"
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