Chapter 697 What's wrong with you in the middle of the night?
After Boss Fu and his men brought Fu Dazhi down from the roof, Fu Dazhi's eyes looked different than they had this morning at the beach.
On the contrary, he was in a similar state of fear and confusion as when he returned from outside that day.
Even Boss Fu couldn't help but laugh, and Wang Zhaodi, who was standing next to him, started to complain.
"Oh dear, Fu Dazhi's illness has come at just the right time. Village Chief, we can't just let him become an idiot again and not compensate me for my losses, can we?"
"Besides, he always gets sick whenever he gets into trouble. Who knows if he's really sick or just faking it?"
Wang Zhaodi speculated fiercely, as if she would make a scene if he didn't get compensation today. Old Village Chief Fu also tapped his cane with a headache.
"Alright, let's go inside first and talk."
It was very cold outside, and his old leg pain couldn't take it.
Not only Wang Zhaodi thought Fu Dazhi was faking it, but many villagers thought so too.
They also saw Fu Dazhi picking up fish on the beach today, and he didn't look like a fool at all.
Besides, would a fool know to retaliate by throwing firecrackers while someone is squatting in the toilet? Would a fool know to be afraid when someone comes to their door?
No, wait, Wang Zhaodi was right, it was all an act again?
Fu Wan clicked her tongue in amazement. She carefully observed Fu Dazhi's expression and saw that his eyes were vacant and his face was expressionless. When Yu Guixiang and the others spoke to him, he did not react as if he had not heard them.
If this is all an act, then Fu Dazhi has really gone down the wrong path. He should have become an actor; he would definitely have won a Best Actor award.
Village Chief Fu sat in the main house for a moment, pondering. Under the dim light, everyone gathered in a circle, waiting for him to make a decision.
Wang Zhaodi was also waiting; as the victim, she would absolutely not let Fu Dazhi off the hook.
Although the villagers were mostly there to watch the spectacle, they also had something on their minds at that moment.
If we just let this go, who can guarantee that we won't be the ones getting blown up next time?
Squatting in the outhouse is always the most vulnerable time for ordinary people. They don't want to be on edge when they go to the outhouse, afraid that firecrackers will be thrown in at any time.
Village Chief Fu had naturally thought of these things as well. Fu Dazhi had gone too far. If they didn't punish him because of his illness, it would be difficult to convince the public.
Therefore, after considering for two minutes, Village Chief Fu looked at Yu Guixiang and said, "It's basically a done deal that Fu Dazhi threw firecrackers to bomb Wang Zhaodi."
Yu Guixiang, you must compensate Wang Zhaodi for her losses.
When Yu Guixiang heard that she had to pay compensation, she was immediately distraught.
But she didn't dare offend the village chief, after all, her son was still in the hands of Boss Fu and his gang.
"Village...Village Chief Uncle, how much...how much do I have to pay in compensation?"
The question of how much compensation to pay should definitely be asked of the aggrieved party.
Village Chief Fu looked at Wang Zhaodi and asked, "Wang Zhaodi, what do you have to say?"
"I... my clothes and pants are covered in poop, and I smell like this. In this cold weather, I still have to go back and boil water to take a bath."
"Just...just five yuan more, isn't that reasonable?"
Wang Zhaodi excitedly finished speaking in one breath. Village Chief Fu nodded and said, "Five yuan, plus the cost of a change of clothes and firewood for a bath, is indeed not excessive."
Seeing that she couldn't avoid it, Yu Guixiang had no choice but to reluctantly agree.
"Okay, I'll go get the money."
Five yuan it is. At least after taking these five yuan, half of the money donated last time is still left.
But then she felt a pang of regret; it had only been a few days, and half the money was already gone.
Dazhi, too, you have to be careful when seeking revenge. How did he get discovered?
After Yu Guixiang readily agreed, Wang Zhaodi felt a little regretful.
Oh dear, if I had known Yu Guixiang would be so straightforward, I should have asked for eight yuan, no, ten yuan!
That way she can eat meat for several days during the Chinese New Year.
After Yu Guixiang took out the money, Wang Zhaodi snatched it away, as if afraid that she would change her mind.
Old Village Chief Fu wanted to say something more, but seeing that Fu Dazhi ignored him, he had no choice but to give up.
He should have the police come first thing tomorrow morning, so he can ask about Fu Dalaizi's disappearance.
"Alright, it's so late, everyone should go home and get some sleep!"
Village Chief Fu stood up and greeted the crowd. As the excitement subsided, some people turned around and went home, while others whispered among themselves.
"Is Fu Dazhi really stupid or just pretending? He doesn't seem like a normal person at all!"
"Hey, can we get our donated money back? I don't want to donate to Fu Dazhi anymore."
"Hehe, you still want it back? Well then, be careful when you go to the outhouse later, or you'll get covered in poop from the firecrackers!"
The villagers whispered among themselves, and although it was meant as a joke, Old Village Chief Fu felt uneasy listening to it.
He was the one who suggested getting everyone to donate the money, and now that things have turned out this way, he also bears some responsibility.
"Don't worry, everyone. I will give you an explanation about Fu Dazhi's matter on the radio tomorrow."
Those who donated money and want it back, come to the village committee tomorrow and I'll refund you.
After hearing what the old village chief said, the villagers who had been talking too much earlier stopped saying anything more.
Fu Wan turned her head and glanced at the old village chief. Sigh, the old village chief's hair had turned even whiter in just a few days.
After the night's farce ended, Fu Family Village returned to peace. However, at Fu Lao Er's house, Fu Lao Er only discovered the commotion in his kitchen after taking a nap.
Could it be that Wang Zhaodi is secretly eating something?
Fu Lao Er then refuted this conjecture, saying that he had been married for decades and certainly knew his wife well.
Wang Zhaodi wouldn't do something like sneaking food in the middle of the night, so... could it be that a thief broke in?
Thinking of this, Fu Lao Er shrank his neck, hesitated for a long time, then took a wood-chopping knife from behind the door and went out.
There was no other way; the family only had a little food left, all stored in the rice container in the kitchen. If it were stolen, all three members of their family would be starving.
The closer Fu Lao Er got to the kitchen, the stronger the smell became.
The smell was strange, and somewhat familiar.
Fu Lao Er racked his brains for a long time before he remembered the origin of that sense of familiarity.
Most of it smelled of latrines, and a little of it smelled of burning paper.
That's strange, why does the kitchen smell like that?
Fu Lao Er slowly approached the kitchen with a wood-chopping knife in hand. The kitchen was dark, with only the firelight from the stove.
There was also the sound of Wang Zhaodi muttering incantations.
"Auntie, thank you for your blessing, I've struck it rich today."
I'll burn some more paper money for you, hoping you'll bless me with wealth tomorrow..."
Has this woman gone mad? Fu Lao Er looked around and, seeing no one else, strode inside.
What are you doing?
Wang Zhaodi was startled and hurriedly stuffed the paper money in her hand into the stove.
Upon seeing that it was Fu Lao Er, she patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh my god, that scared me to death!"
"I'm burning paper money for our auntie, hehe, husband, let me tell you, I've struck it rich today!"
Fu Lao Er was a little confused. "Why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night? Have you lost your mind?"
He glanced at the firewood in the stove with a pained expression; the pot was bubbling away, and he didn't know what it was cooking.
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