After all, people's hearts are biased.
"Dongzi's mother, please stop being so unreasonable. Ask yourself, if you didn't let go of anything, would they keep pestering you?"
"Village Chief, you can see clearly. I really didn't do anything. It was the Song family who made a mistake and are holding me accountable. I feel wronged."
Being able to turn black into white in front of the parties involved is, I have to say, a skill of Dongzi's mother.
Song Laowu immediately flew into a rage: "Li Xiuchun, stop talking nonsense here! I was the one who caught you, and some of the villagers saw you too!"
How could he allow Dongzi's mother to talk nonsense and confuse right and wrong?
Dongzi's mother took a few steps back after being yelled at.
Duan Dinglan quickly told the village chief Wang Fulai about his idea.
He didn't respond immediately.
Instead, he set his sights on Old Lady Song.
After all, Duan Dinglan is the daughter-in-law of the Song family. Her surname is not Song, so she cannot make decisions for the Song family.
The Song family still has to listen to Old Lady Song.
Old Mrs. Song also glanced at the village chief and knew that his look was inquiring.
"Brother Wang, my daughter-in-law's opinion is also my own opinion. If someone does not admit that he has done something evil, then we should take a new path."
If it were anything else, I could tolerate it, but if it concerns the livelihood of a family, this is absolutely intolerable.
The village chief pursed his lips.
Logically speaking, he actually did not recommend that the Song family report it.
He is a village chief after all.
While hesitating, he called Old Lady Song aside and said something in a deep voice, "Old sister, would you please think about this again?"
The old lady had no expression on her face. She just glanced at him calmly and said, "What do you mean by that? Are you speaking for Dongzi's mother?"
Village chief Wang Fulai quickly shook his head: "How could that be possible? I know what kind of person Dongzi's mother is."
"So what are you doing?"
"Well, you are a smart man, so I will tell you the truth."
After a pause, the village chief said in a deep voice:
"Dongzi's mother is certainly not a good person, but this is a village matter after all. If it were reported to the Agricultural Bureau, I'm afraid the township leaders would be furious."
"Why, you're not trying to persuade me to just let this go?"
“…”
The village chief really wanted to say this, but he really didn't dare.
Put yourself in others' shoes.
If someone poisoned my land, I would probably want to kill them.
After some thought, the village chief quickly asked:
"If you do something wrong, you must be punished. I just want to ask what punishment you want Dongzi's mother to receive. I will handle it, as long as..."
He hadn't finished speaking, but his meaning was obvious.
From the perspective of the village chief, it is natural that he does not want things in his village to get out of hand.
If Old Lady Song insisted on reporting it, she would naturally offend him.
It is definitely not a wise move to offend the village chief.
"Originally, I wanted to make a big fuss about this."
Old Madam Song sighed immediately, then slowly said, "But, Brother Wang, it's not easy for you either. I'm doing this for your sake, so I can give her a chance."
The village chief's expression changed from cloudy to sunny, and he nodded quickly.
Mrs. Song first glanced at her family, then said to the village chief:
"First, she has to explain exactly what she did to our family. Second, she has to apologize to the Song family in front of the entire village. Lastly, she has to compensate us with three acres of land."
Village chief Wang Fulai's expression did not ease at all.
This condition seems easy, but it is actually not easy to achieve.
Take the first one for example, he felt it was as difficult as climbing to the sky.
However, he really couldn't bring himself to ask Old Lady Song to let go.
From other people's perspective, she is already compassionate enough.
This is the result of his plea.
Old Mrs. Song began to comfort him.
"Brother Wang, I know Dongzi's mother is very shameless, so don't be anxious, you can take your time."
The village chief suddenly felt more grateful to her.
It’s not that he doesn’t have pressure, but he needs an outlet to vent his pressure and complaints, unless he directs them at the Song family.
There is no doubt that Dongzi's mother is the appropriate and necessary outlet.
All of this happened because of her.
If she had been more obedient, she wouldn't have to lose face and beg others for help.
Wang Fulai walked to Dongzi's mother with an expressionless face.
Dongzi's mother was also clueless and immediately asked, "Village Chief, what's the matter? That old man certainly wouldn't dare to contradict you, right?"
"Shut up!"
What time is it now?
Why is her mouth still so dirty?
Why is there such a disgusting and boundary-less person in their village?
Dongzi's mother shrank her neck a little timidly.
Wang Fulai sighed. Although he felt tired, he still squatted in front of Dongzi's mother and briefly mentioned the Song family's request in a deep voice.
Sure enough, when I mentioned the first point, she immediately started screaming.
"Why? I didn't spread anything to harm anyone."
Wang Fulai said coldly: "I think you should know what it is."
Dongzi’s mother stopped talking immediately.
"Don't worry, this is just the first point. You still have to apologize to them in front of the villagers, and then compensate them for the land..."
"What?!"
Dongzi's mother almost screamed, interrupting Wang Fulai before he could finish his words.
What land should be compensated?
Is there anything wrong with her ears?
There was no point in discussing this with Wang Fulai. She immediately separated Wang Fulai and started arguing with Old Lady Song: "Old Lady Song, you are so old, half your body is about to be buried in the ground, how can you still covet other people's things?"
"Can you speak human language?!"
Duan Dinglan calmed down the irritable Song Laowu.
At the critical moment, a childish voice rang in everyone's ears:
"Of course you can refuse, but you'll spend the rest of your life in jail, and your son will never be able to get a civil service position."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and their eyes followed the source of the sound.
Song Xiaoliu in the room appeared in the yard at some point and spoke these words clearly.
It took everyone several seconds to react.
Old Mrs. Song first looked at Duan Dinglan, and they saw shock in each other's eyes.
She asked in a trembling voice:
"Xiao Liu, how did you know all this information?"
In this era, young people like Duan Dinglan's generation were not very clear about these political issues.
How can it not be shocking that Song Xiaoliu, a little kid who is less than seven years old, can say such words?
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