"What's the rush?" Liu Nian slowly sat down and pulled Zhang Suzhen over, saying, "Just wait and see."
The voting process was quick. After the group came out of the village committee, they said to Zhang Aijun, "Give us the money?"
"Ten dollars, hurry up!" The young widow rolled her eyes and stretched out her hand.
Those behind them followed suit, saying, "Give it to us so we can leave easily and not delay things."
He really has no money, what is he supposed to do? Zhang Aijun was almost in tears. Did he really have to take out the house deed?
At this point, someone should add fuel to the fire; Liu Nian loves doing this kind of thing.
She stood up, walked towards Zhang Aijun, and said, "Brother Zhang, where's the property deed?"
"If you sell it, you can get some money," Liu Nian said sarcastically, looking at him with a smile.
"I, I—" Zhang Aijun was on the verge of tears, spreading his hands, "The property deed isn't mine either, it's my dad's, I don't have the final say!"
He immediately shifted the blame onto Zhang Bingtian.
Zhang Bingtian happened to be walking to the village committee when he heard his son say those words. A plan immediately formed in his mind, and he launched into a tirade against Zhang Aijun.
"You bastard, how dare you use my things to bribe someone? I'll beat you to death!" Zhang Bingtian roared, his bull-like eyes glaring, and raised his hand to strike Zhang Aijun.
"Dad, please, please spare me!"
The father grabbed his son by the collar and started shoving him, pretending to push him. Zhang Bingtian leaned close to Zhang Aijun's ear and whispered, "Find a chance to run, you hear me?"
The young widow rolled her eyes, staring at the father and son who were acting like monkeys.
"I don't care what's going on with you, just give me the money!" The young widow rolled up her sleeves and joined the fray.
Several women saw this and immediately rushed over as well.
"Ouch, Dad, don't hit me!" Zhang Aijun looked anxiously at the people in front of him. How could he run? There were people everywhere.
In the blink of an eye, someone slapped him twice across the face.
The three forces were locked in a fierce battle, creating a chaotic scene at the village committee entrance, filled with curses and cries of pain.
Liu Nian had already instructed Su Xu to keep an eye on Zhang Aijun, in case he tried to run away.
As expected, Zhang Aijun turned around and tried to slip away when no one was paying attention, but Su Xu grabbed him by the back of his collar.
He immediately shouted, "Zhang Aijun, you're not thinking of sneaking away, are you?"
This sentence immediately attracted everyone's attention. They stopped what they were doing and looked at Zhang Aijun.
Zhang Aijun gave an awkward laugh, "No, I'm not..."
Without saying a word, the young widow slapped him across the face with her large handkerchief, yelling, "How dare you try to fool me!"
"Sisters, let's kill him!"
A group of women rubbed their fists together and began punching and kicking Zhang Aijun.
"Stop hitting me! This wasn't my idea! Let me go!" Zhang Aijun begged for mercy, squatting down with his head in his hands, looking both comical and ridiculous.
I knew I couldn't do things this way. How will he ever be able to get by in Jiangjuntun again?
"Stop! Stop right now!" A woman's voice suddenly came from afar.
Liu Nian looked over and raised an eyebrow.
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