The village chief tore open the pillow and saw a silver note falling out. He immediately reached out to catch it.
"Look, it's really a silver note of one hundred taels!" The village chief was shocked when he saw the amount.
"Mrs. Qian, do you have anything else to say?" The village chief frowned.
"Come here, thirty strokes of the cane!"
Luo Xiangqin, who heard the news, immediately pushed through the crowd and asked, "Did you really find the banknote?"
"Mom, I found it!"
"You four stop!" The village chief said in a low voice, scaring the four men of the Ning family so much that they lowered their heads.
"Although you recovered the banknotes, you can't beat Mrs. Qian so badly, right?"
The village chief saw that Mrs. Qian's body was covered with wounds.
But the village chief glanced at Mrs. Qian again and said, "You broke into someone's house and stole their banknotes. This is crime one! And when they chased you, you got into a fight. This is crime two! And now you haven't repented at all. This is crime three!"
You are not allowed to visit other people's homes casually from now on!"
"As for the four of you, each of you will receive five strokes of the cane as a warning!"
Mrs. Qian was pressed down on a long bench by a group of old women and was beaten severely.
Then he left, and the four men of the Ning family also rubbed their buttocks.
"Hiss, my butt is so sore after these five strokes. That old woman Qian gave me thirty strokes. Haha, I suddenly feel like laughing."
Ning Laosi was as happy as a child.
"Fourth Brother, your smile is so cunning!" Ning Lao San immediately stepped forward and hugged his younger brother.
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