Dongzi's father glared at Dongzi's mother with a frown, as if he was ready to fight with her if she tried to leave.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Look at what this is first!"
She was too lazy to argue with Dongzi's father, so she simply opened the bag in her hand and showed it to Dongzi's father.
"Isn't this just a date pit? What's wrong with it?"
Dongzi's mother couldn't help but hit him on the chest, gritting her teeth in indignation:
"Are you stupid? Who else in this village has so many winter dates besides us? These are probably the ones we lost!"
"It's a jujube pit. How do you know the ones from Old Song's family are also winter jujubes?"
Dongzi's father looked disgusted:
"I think you're just being paranoid. I'm warning you, if you say a thief wants to take the stolen goods, you don't even have any evidence. Don't go to my house and cause trouble. We're neighbors on the street, how can you really tear each other apart?"
Dongzi's mother doesn't care about face or not. Anyone who dares to steal her winter dates is her enemy.
"Hmph, don't I know you? If you don't turn your elbow outward, you will feel uncomfortable. These dates were stolen by them. Are you afraid that there is no evidence? I don't believe that we can't catch the Song family at all!"
Since Dongzi's mother was certain that the dates were stolen by the Song family, she would not give up until she achieved her goal.
Dongzi's father cursed a few more times, but it was of no use, so he didn't waste his breath.
In the next two or three days, Dongzi's mother did nothing and didn't care about the things in the fields. She just stared at the people from the old Song family.
Just then, she ran into the Song brothers going to sell things. Dongzi's mother didn't dare to delay, so she disguised herself and followed them stealthily.
At the market in the neighboring county, Dongzi's mother saw with her own eyes that the Song brothers were selling winter dates!
How can this be tolerated?
Now this thief has broken into their house, stolen things and even sold them openly in the county!
She originally wanted to rush up and make trouble, but when she saw the big and strong men in the Song family, she realized that they had bad tempers.
If she pissed them off, they might even beat her up.
After thinking for a while, Dong Zi's mother hired a tricycle and returned to the village without stopping. She angrily knocked on the door of Old Song's house.
Facing the women in the Song family, Dongzi's mother was able to control her dominance.
Without waiting for Song Si's wife to ask her why she came, she pushed the person away.
"Where's your old lady? Are there any people who care about the Song family's descendants doing some sneaky things?"
"Why are you pushing people?"
Song Wu's wife glared at Dong Zi's mother and quickly helped her fourth sister-in-law up.
There was a lot of noise in the yard, and Duan Dinglan and her daughter, who were recuperating in the room, naturally heard it.
The sharp quarrel made Song Rushuang's eyebrows wrinkled into a ball.
But now she is just a baby who can't talk.
The only way to express her dissatisfaction was to stretch out her pair of little arms, as white and tender as lotus roots, and wave them.
He started babbling.
Duan Dinglan quickly held her in his arms and coaxed her.
She could vaguely hear some of the noise in the yard. Although it was not very clear, she heard her son's name.
Duan Dinglan was standing by the door holding the child and was about to go out, but was blocked by Old Mrs. Song who came in.
"Mom, is Xiaoliu in trouble again? From the noise I hear, it sounds like the child's mother."
"No, Xiaoliu is very well-behaved. He's the most stable child in the family. What kind of trouble could he possibly cause?"
The cursing was right next to her ears. Duan Dinglan could hear it. She frowned slightly and prepared to hand her daughter to Old Lady Song.
"Mom, please hold Xiao Qi for me first. I'll go out and take a look."
Old Mrs. Song stopped the man.
"Why are you going? You're not in good health, and you're even more vulnerable now. How can you stand up to the wind? How can you move your breath?"
She returned Xiaoqi to Duan Dinglan.
"Just wait, you two. I want to see what the Dongzi family wants to do!"
After comforting her daughter-in-law and granddaughter, Old Mrs. Song walked into the yard with a serious expression.
She looked at Dongzi's mother who was shouting and asked in a deep voice:
"Dongzi's mom, we're all neighbors. We see each other every day. What are you trying to do?"
"So Aunt Song knew we were neighbors? Then you shouldn't have sent your little Xiaoliu to our house to steal winter dates!"
"Dongzi's mother, are you talking nonsense? You need evidence. Who stole your winter dates?"
Without waiting for Old Lady Song to speak, Song Wu's wife started asking questions directly.
These days, life is not easy for everyone. Every family has only a few things to live on. Even if it is just stealing some food, it is no different from taking someone's life.
So, once the charge of stealing is brought, it is no different from murder and arson.
"You have the guts to steal, but not the guts to admit it? Your little Sixth Son keeps coming to our house every other day for no reason. If he's not stealing, what else could be going on?"
Old Mrs. Song frowned:
"The kids were just playing together, so they stole your things? You have to explain it clearly today. We in the Song family won't let you throw dirty water at us as you please!"
More and more neighbors gathered around, and everyone was muttering to each other.
Most of those who had a good relationship with the Song family thought that Dongzi's mother had made a mistake, while some just wanted to watch the fun.
Since this matter has already been exposed, even if Dongzi's mother wants to back out now, the Song family cannot let her.
Their whole family is innocent. If they are branded as thieves, how can they survive in the village?
At the critical moment, Song Xiaoliu and Dongzi just returned home from outside.
As soon as Song Xiaoliu came back, he was called over by Old Lady Song.
In front of everyone, she solemnly said to Song Xiaoliu:
"Xiao Liu, in front of all the grandparents, uncles and aunts, feel free to tell Grandma, have you ever stolen the winter dates from Dongzi's house?"
Dongzi's mother also quickly grabbed her son who was about to sneak away.
Hearing what grandma said, Song Xiaoliu shook his head decisively:
"Grandma, Xiaoliu has never stolen anything!"
In the past, Dongzi's family's winter dates were the reward that Dongzi willingly paid him.
Later, the gods gave my sister a lot of winter dates, which were much more delicious than the ones at Dongzi's house.
He can’t finish eating all the winter dates at home, so he won’t take any from his family!
Old Lady Song looked at everyone:
"Did everyone hear that? My boy is a very obedient child. You've all watched him grow up and understand his personality. If he says there's no such thing, then there isn't!"
Dongzi's mother immediately started yelling:
"Whatever he says is what it is? If he really stole it, he wouldn't dare admit it!"
She pulled the car over, pinned all her hopes on her son, and asked anxiously:
"Son, tell me, who stole those winter dates that were lost from our house?"
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