The village chief was a strong, middle-aged man wearing glasses, and he looked quite cultured. However, the news had spread throughout the village, and more and more people came to watch the excitement, surrounding the village owner in three layers.
In the village, if a family wanted to divide up their property, it would be a major event that would shake the entire village. Moreover, the Zhuang family's situation was different; it was a stepmother and a stepson, and the stepson was disabled.
This joke is quite funny.
"Chen Guihua, come out!" The village chief knocked on the door of the village house, his voice full of helplessness. He had been knocking on the door for ten minutes, but Chen Guihua still showed no intention of opening the door.
Chen Guihua had been hiding behind the door and eavesdropping since she closed it. When she heard that Zhuang Sheng wanted to split up the family business and also wanted a room, how could she be happy? This room was reserved for her son Zhuang Laidi to marry.
"Come out, do you hear me? What's the point of locking yourself up all the time? Things have to be solved!" The village chief was so hot that he fanned himself with a palm-leaf fan. In a rage, he slammed the door down several times.
Chen Guihua, who was hiding behind the door, was startled by the sudden noise. She patted her chest and yelled outside, "I'm not going out! Chen Jianhua said he'll beat me to death if I go out!"
"Hahaha... So that's how it is! Jianhua! You're really capable. You scared Guihua so much that she doesn't dare to go out."
"That's right! Jianhua, you're so big and strong, but you carry the sweet-scented osmanthus like a chicken. No wonder people are scared!"
"Oh my! It turns out that even Chen Guihua, who is fearless, is afraid of being beaten sometimes!"
"Hahaha!!"
The villagers began to talk among themselves, and with such laughter and joy, the serious atmosphere became less serious, adding a touch of coolness to this hot summer.
"Okay, okay, stop talking. Jianhua just said one sentence and scared people so much that they dare not go out. If you say anything more, she will be scared to pee her pants!" The village chief also started to respond to the villagers' words.
Chen Guihua was furious when she heard this. She opened the door with a bang, put her hands on her hips, and shouted fiercely, "Who's scared? Who's scared? Chen Jianhua, there are so many people guarding us now! Come over and beat me to death if you dare! If you beat me to death, you'll pay with your life. If you don't, you'll go to jail for life!"
Chen Jianhua was a man who could not stand provocation. When he heard this, he jumped up and was about to fight. Chen Guihua was so scared that she hid behind the village chief. When everyone saw this situation, they hurried to see Chen Jianhua.
Chen Wanglong just glared at him fiercely, and Chen Jianhua stood still obediently. For a moment, everyone burst into laughter again.
"Okay, okay! Today! We are all here for Zhuang Sheng's matter. Chen Guihua, call out the head of your family." The village chief ordered Chen Guihua. They were talking about dividing the family, how could they let a woman make the decision?
"The boss? I am the boss, and everything is decided by me!" Chen Guihua responded arrogantly. In this village, Chen Guihua is the king of the family, and everyone knows this.
The village chief sighed helplessly. What’s the point of calling out this timid Zhuang Qiang?
"Since you are the one who makes the decision, let's have a good talk today. Zhuang Sheng wants to divide the family business." The village chief sat down at the table under the tree, and everyone else also sat on the ground on the slope under the tree. They were so serious, as if they were listening to a very exciting drama.
"Split up? Splitting up is good!" Chen Guihua responded. She was looking forward to it!
"Okay, since you are so straightforward, then you decide! Do you want to give the east room to Zhuang Sheng, or the west room to Zhuang Sheng?" The village chief waved a palm-leaf fan, with a serious look on his face. He supported his glasses on the bridge of his nose with his hands, as if he was interrogating someone.
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