It was not until one morning that a group of people from the production team chased the Wang family with sticks, shovels and other weapons. People then realized that the grandparents and grandchildren of the Wang family had been working together with Pan Dalian to run to the production team's canteen every night to steal food. If they had been discovered a few days later, the canteen of the production team would have been emptied by these three people.
People were shouting to beat the three men to death, but some people who were a little more rational stopped the people who were about to hit them with shovels. Beating someone to death would mean paying with one's life, and it was not worth it for these guys.
But it is absolutely impossible to let them go. They stole public property and it must be handled by the public. So the most correct way should be to call the police.
Once this proposal was put forward, it was responded to by everyone.
The person appointed by the village chief was about to ride to the county town (Daheishan Village and Shaoguo Village are directly under the jurisdiction of the county town due to their geographical locations) to report the case, when he saw the postman from Shaoguo Village and Daheishan Village riding the post office's unique dark green bicycle with a schoolbag with the post office logo hanging on the back rack slowly approaching.
"Wang Fengxue... Is Wang Fengxue here? There is a registered letter from Pingdu." The postman often goes to these two villages, so he basically knows everyone in the village.
Seeing a group of people gathered at the door of Wang Fengxue's house, he squeezed in with an envelope in his hand, but what he saw was Wang Fengxue, Wang Zicheng and Pan Dalian, all of whom were tied up with bruises on their faces. He was stunned.
"Letter? What letter?" The village chief looked at the postman.
"It's a registered letter. Usually, registered letters are sent for important matters." The postman probably guessed something based on his past experience, but didn't say it out loud.
"Believe it or not, just send them to the Public Security Bureau first."
"Yes, they stole so much food from us, they must be sent to jail."
"Sentence them to jail. Sluts, thieves, and thefts. Don't let them off lightly for anything."
"Go find the police and ignore that damn letter."
…
The crowd shouted.
"I think... you'd better let him read the letter first." The postman winked at the village chief.
"Okay, stop shouting and let him read the letter first." The village chief waved at the crowd, and the crowd quieted down.
"Here." The postman handed the letter to Wang Fengxue.
Wang Fengxue: “…”
It’s not that he doesn’t want to talk, but he was beaten so hard that he couldn’t speak. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have remained silent for so long after hearing the letter.
"Untie him first." The village chief then realized that Wang Fengxue was still tied up like a dumpling.
Someone came forward and just loosened his hand.
Wang Fengxue used all her strength to raise her arm, which was in pain as if its bones were broken, to take the letter, but she didn't even have the strength to tear open the envelope.
After several unsuccessful attempts, he had no choice but to tear the letter open with his teeth.
He trembled as he pulled out the letter inside. As he was reading it, he suddenly laughed like a madman.
“Hahahaha… I can go back now. I’m finally going back to Pingdu! Hahahaha… Hahahaha…
I'm finally going back. I can finally stop being bullied in this damn place. I can finally get rid of these ignorant idiots. Hahahaha...
Xiang Huaixin, you really didn't let me down.
I can finally go back, hahahaha…hahaha…wuwuwuwu…”
After Wang Fengxue laughed wildly, he started to cry loudly. His pig-like face and ferocious smile made people feel creepy.
"Grandpa, are you saying... we can go back to Pingdu?" Wang Zicheng was beaten so badly that he couldn't speak. But after hearing Wang Fengxue's laughter and shouting, his body suddenly became energized and he immediately shouted in a shrill voice.
"Yes, it was a document from above asking us to go back to Pingdu, back to our own home.
Did you hear that? We are going back to Pingdu, and you have no right to deal with us.
This is a document from above. Who among you dares not to listen?
Hahahaha... Do you regret it? Did you never think we would end up like this?
Listen carefully, we are going back to Pingdu!"
After answering Wang Zicheng, Wang Fengxue turned to face all the villagers, roaring with disdain and arrogance. At the end of the roar, he looked at each person with gritted teeth, enunciating each word.
"We can really go back and really leave these grandsons and these country bumpkins behind once and for all.
"Let us go! Didn't you hear that this is a document from above? What? Do you want to confront the higher-ups? Do you want to go to jail?"
After getting a definite answer, Wang Zicheng immediately forgot the pain in his body, became extremely arrogant, and started shouting at the crowd.
"Is this... true? Are we really going back to Pingdu?" The village chief's face gradually became uneasy.
"Don't believe it? I can show you this document." Xiang Huaixin shook the paper in his hand.
"Let me see." In order to confirm its authenticity, the village chief took it and looked at it carefully.
Before the village chief could speak, everyone had already gotten the answer from his gradually paler face. Despite this, someone still asked unwillingly, "Village chief, is it true?"
"It's true, he...they can really go back to Pingdu." The village chief's voice was shaking.
"Ah? How could this happen?"
"Are you really going back?"
"I thought people like this were not wanted at all."
"Oh my! Will he take revenge on us when he returns?"
"Of course he will. He is not a good person."
"He has done so many shameful things, why would Pingdu still want him?"
"It's over. We are in trouble now."
…
The crowd was no longer shouting and cursing like before, but instead was whispering in fear.
"What are you still standing there for? Come and untie us!" Wang Fengxue's tone became righteous.
"Go quickly, go quickly, go and untie the rope." The village chief hurriedly ordered the villagers.
"Hmph! Ouch..." After the ropes were untied, Wang Fengxue just wanted to get up, but he let out a painful wail due to the pain on his body and then fell down.
"Oh! Get up, get up, are you okay?
You see... we can't do anything about what happened today. You guys stole... ahem... the production team's canteen is almost out of rice."
The village chief personally went forward to help Wang Fengxue and explained repeatedly.
"We, the grandparents, have been out of rice for a long time. When we went to the production team to borrow, did you ever lend us any?
You don’t have rice to cook? If you don’t have rice to cook, will my grandparents and I starve to death?”
Wang Fengxue was helped to stand up slowly, but his heart was full of resentment and anger.
"But we earned our work points through our labor!"
"That's right. You don't work all day and still want to have a full stomach. How can such a good thing come from it?"
"We also want to lie at home and have food to eat every day, but we don't have that luck."
"The village has taken good care of you, yet you are still not satisfied."
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