"I'll go get a pickaxe." Song Qingyun said as he went to the yard to get the pickaxe and handed it over.
The young clerk stepped forward and took it.
Wang Yousheng accompanied Song Qingyun and was taken to the backyard wall by Old Lady Xia.
Now the areas around the courtyard wall are all planted with herbs.
"Third wife, are these herbs easy to grow after transplantation?" Wang Yousheng asked in a low voice.
"Most of them are easy to grow. Wei'an and I chose the planting locations based on the herbs' preferences for sunlight. We have kept records and will use them when we grow seedlings next year." Song Qingyun replied.
Wang Yousheng's eyes were full of admiration, but when he saw Mrs. Xia's ugly old face out of the corner of his eye, he pursed his lips instantly.
Some people are really an eyesore.
"Comrade, be gentle when you dig. Don't damage the roots of the herbs, or they will be hard to grow." Seeing the young clerk holding up the pickaxe and about to dig, Song Qingyun hurriedly reminded him.
"Comrade, how about I do it?" Wang Yousheng said.
The young clerk looked at his boss and saw that he nodded.
"Okay." The young clerk responded and handed the pickaxe to Wang Yousheng.
"Where are you digging, Mrs. Xia?" Wang Yousheng asked unkindly.
"It's right here. This is where I saw it that day." Old Mrs. Xia said with certainty.
She buried the thing, she was sure it was there!
Wang Yousheng carefully dug out the herbs, and then started digging a hole. He dug a big hole, but still found nothing.
Old Mrs. Xia was dumbfounded. "No way, it's clearly here, how can it not be here!"
"Mrs. Xia!" Song Qingyun suddenly shouted coldly.
Old Mrs. Xia shuddered with fear, "Song Qingyun, are you looking for death?"
"You said you saw us bury something here. Tell me, where did you see it?" Song Qingyun asked.
"I was just passing by..." After saying this, Old Mrs. Xia was stunned. This place was empty, there was no road, and there were no other houses here. It didn't make sense to say that she was just passing by to visit.
"I never saw you when Wei'an and I were working. You came to my house alone last month when we were accompanying our children to take exams."
Song Qingyun looked at Old Lady Xia, who looked like a wronged daughter-in-law who had been bullied and had just stood up to fight back. "Could it be you? Did you bury something here? That's why you're so sure there's something here."
"You're talking nonsense. How could I have buried it? If I had buried it, how could we not find anything?" Old Mrs. Xia retorted immediately. Her heart was unsettled. She felt as if Song Qingyun wanted to push her into the fire pit.
"Song Qingyun, don't even think about accusing me." Old Mrs. Xia looked at the big pit and felt relieved. If she didn't find anything, then there would be no evidence.
Song Qingyun had no intention of dragging her into this.
"There is nothing now, what are you reporting?" Wang Yousheng wiped his sweat and looked at Old Lady Xia.
Old Mrs. Xia was stunned. This, yes, she was reporting Song Qingyun.
"This, this, could it be that I saw it wrong?" Old Mrs. Xia's voice trembled.
The people from the Revolutionary Committee glared at him angrily.
Old Mrs. Xia became even more frightened.
"Mrs. Xia, you swore that there was something, where is it?" the leading man asked.
"This, this I don't know either. I really saw it. I felt something was wrong so I reported it. I don't know why there was nothing there." Old Mrs. Xia could only... pretend to be confused.
The people who entered the yard to search also checked carefully, but in the end they did not find any contraband. A group of people came out and gathered together, shaking their heads at the man in the lead.
"Comrade Song doesn't have any contraband in his home."
"Comrade Song, team leader, and branch secretary, I'm sorry to trouble you." The leading man said in a gentle voice.
Song Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm glad you're alright. I don't blame you. It's all..."
Song Qingyun glanced at Old Lady Xia cautiously.
Wang Yousheng and Huang Dewang were not polite at all. They glared at Old Lady Xia fiercely.
Old Mrs. Xia shuddered. She had messed up again!
Where did that thing go? Could it be that Xia Weian and Song Qingyun discovered it early and destroyed it, so we can't find it.
Definitely.
Old Mrs. Xia is so hateful!
No, if there was nothing, why would Song Qingyun be so scared?
Where did the things go?
Song Qingyun: There's no brain the size of a walnut...
"Comrade, she wronged someone. Doesn't she have to pay the price?" Someone in the crowd shouted.
Song Qingyun silently gave him a thumbs up.
"We will definitely investigate this matter, Mrs. Xia, please come back with us." The leading man said coldly.
Old Mrs. Xia trembled, but still nodded.
The people from the Revolutionary Committee took Old Lady Xia away.
Song Qingyun thanked Wang Yousheng, Huang Dewang and the villagers, and hurriedly replanted the herbs.
"Don't be afraid, third brother's wife. When the militia patrols the village in the future, I will ask them to go to your house. After all, your house is now used to store the cooperative's herbs, which are also collective property." Wang Yousheng said.
The militia captain immediately responded, "I'll arrange it when I get back."
"In the future, we will arrange people to watch over the village entrance so that we can know immediately if a stranger enters the village," Huang Dewang added.
"yes."
"This old lady Xia is sick, why is she reporting it for no reason?"
"That's right. Just when things were getting a little peaceful, something like this happened. I think we should send her to a training class again."
“Does this count as a violation of peace?”
"Yes, absolutely."
Everyone was talking about it.
Song Qingyun didn't say anything. After all, although the engagement was severed, Old Lady Xia's status was there, and she had been taken away, so she couldn't say anything more.
When Xia Weian came back driving the tractor, he heard that something had happened at home. He asked Xia Ruokui to take his sisters and walk slowly, and he ran all the way home.
"Sister Yun!"
"Weian." Song Qingyun heard Xia Weian's voice and hurried to the front door.
Xia Weian went over following the sound, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Song Qingyun recounted the story of how Old Lady Xia had reported them.
"She! She!" Xia Weian was furious.
Wang Yousheng stepped forward and patted Xia Weian on the shoulder. "Weian, we all know who you and your wife are. Don't worry, the village will not ignore what happened to Old Lady Xia."
"Thank you, uncle." Xia Weian said in a deep voice, "Thank you, uncle, and everyone today."
"We all live in the same village, it's as it should be."
"yes."
Everyone responded, and Xia Ruokui and the others also came back.
"mother!"
Several little girls ran to Song Qingyun and saw that she had obviously been crying, and they became very anxious.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay now. I'll tell you when we get home."
Xia Ruokui held Song Qingyun's hand tightly.
Song Qingyun smiled at her gently, "It's really okay, don't be afraid."
Xia Ruokui suddenly felt a pang of sadness in her nose. It was clearly her mother who was wronged and frightened, but she was worried about herself and her sisters...
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