People don't need to be talked about.
Whoever the two people were talking about came to the door.
"Bang, bang, bang... Gu Wenxi, quickly open the door and see who's here to see you."
Wen Xi, who was trying to please her mother in the backyard, wanted to slap him when she heard the loud voice.
Xiangye was cooking in the main room, so she walked over and opened the door.
"Young Master Sheng Jian is here."
"Hey, is Aunt Xiangye here? Is Gu Wenxi here?"
Xiangye raised her chin towards the backyard:
"In the backyard!"
Gu Shengjian ran to the backyard, shouting:
"Gu Wenxi, why didn't you tell me you were coming back? It was my henchman who told me! I'm going to take you to see what's going on! There's a commotion at the village well. Niu Erlangzi got into a fight and was pushed into the well and drowned."
What?
Not only Wen Xi but even Mao was frightened by this news.
Mao instructed:
"How did this happen? You two stay home and don't go out to watch this kind of fun."
You don't want to watch the fun, but the fun comes to you. This is the moment.
While they were talking, they heard the bell for the big mill to summon people.
Every time the bell rings, it is a big event in the village, and everyone in the village must gather and go.
Gu Shengjian was overjoyed to be able to watch the fun, while Mao, with a sad face, rushed to the gathering place with her family.
When he got there, he didn't join the crowd, but stood at the back next to Old Mrs. Du and Fang Qiang and his sister.
The temperature, which was almost 40 degrees, made everyone feel lazy.
Soon, the village chief came over, his hands behind his back, followed by two people carrying a stretcher. Everyone approached and saw that it was Niu Erlang, the village's notorious troublemaker. He had no parents, no children, and only a forced, bullied wife.
Village Chief Fu took a puff of his pipe and said:
"I believe everyone knows what happened this morning. We can't find out who pushed Niu Erlang. Fortunately, Niu Erlang's wife won't pursue the matter. She only demands that those who caused trouble today pay a pound of grain each. Listen up, everyone. Although I don't know who pushed, you won't have a good outcome if we bring this to the authorities."
A big man muttered dissatisfiedly:
"That's too fair. We didn't push him, so why should we compensate her for the food?"
Fucun Zhang said angrily:
"Okay, if you don't want to, go to the yamen and let the county magistrate find out who among you pushed for it. Whoever doesn't want to give it can come out, and I will take him to the yamen immediately."
As a result, there was complete silence and no one came out.
In fact, Village Chief Fu would not dare to treat any other normal person in the village like this. Niu Erlang was a stain on Kongshan Village. Even his wife almost laughed out loud when she heard the news of his death, let alone others!
But after all, a life was lost, and if there was no explanation, it would inevitably cause unnecessary trouble. That's why those who joined in the riot chose to keep quiet.
The rich village chief snorted and said:
"I've called everyone here today! There are a few things I want to discuss. First, I hope things like today don't happen again. Second, to prevent that, we'd better arrange for patrols and well guards. I've heard that many villages are infiltrating with water thieves, so families with male children should take the initiative. After all, this is for our common good. We're running low on well water, so everyone should line up at the fixed time every day at noon to get water."
Someone in the crowd asked:
"Village chief, how much water can each family get?"
"One bucket per family!"
"How can this be possible? There are so many things to wash at home."
Village Chief Fu said unhappily:
"Why are you still washing? There's no water left to drink, what's the point of washing?"
Someone else said:
"Village head, every household has different populations, some have more, some have less. If we all use one bucket of water, how can we handle those with more people?"
Village Chief Fu took another puff of his pipe and said thoughtfully:
"Well, that's true. Let's put it this way! Three people share one bucket of water. And so on."
No matter how unhappy the villagers are, the facts are right before their eyes.
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