Li Cuilian wiped her tears and left after being comforted by her son and nephew. Zhou Hongming did not dare to stay to comfort Liu Moli. He said, "Let's talk about it in a few days." Then he hurriedly chased after Li Cuilian and the others and left.
Zhou Hongming was also afraid that Li Cuilian would go to his father to complain. Zhou Dazhu's copper pipe was very painful when he hit people. Even though he was so old, Zhou Dazhu would still hit him when he wanted to. Zhou Hongming was afraid that Li Cuilian would run to his father to complain, so he was still a little scared.
Seeing Zhou Hongming walk away without even looking back, Liu Moli's face twisted. She hated it! Why did these people always want to go against her? Why was it so difficult for her, Liu Moli, to get anything done?
Liu Moli stood quietly in front of the brigade office for a long time before biting her lip and limping towards her home.
Meanwhile, Zhou Daniu, having his head wound bandaged by a barefoot doctor, trudged home. "Damn it! What a bad luck tonight!" He tried to ask Li Cuilian for some money, but not only did he not get any, he even got hit on the head and it started bleeding. The barefoot doctor said if he hadn't dodged quickly, he'd have been hit on the temple and probably would have died.
Zhou Daniu felt a little dizzy, so he shook his head and continued walking. He was familiar with the roads of Zhoujia Village and could find his way home even with his eyes closed.
After the show ended, Zhou Yuanyuan sat on the roof of the brigade headquarters, and suddenly these words popped up in her mind.
Zhou Yuanyuan was very satisfied with the whole show tonight, except for the somewhat eye-catching naked bodies of a man and a woman. After watching Liu Moli return home, Zhou Daniu followed Liu Moli into the house. Zhou Yuanyuan shook her head and set off on the road back to Zhaojiagou.
Along the way, Zhou Yuanyuan's mood did not improve because of Liu Moli's embarrassment. On the contrary, Zhou Yuanyuan was a little depressed. She was thinking about domestic violence.
Honestly, it's rare to find a man in rural areas who doesn't beat his wife. Men are generally stronger than women and have always been the breadwinners at home. Even if a man behaves outside, as long as the woman at home doesn't know, he can turn around and act like a good husband and father when he returns home. Just like Zhou Hongming.
Women are different. In rural areas, not only do women have a low status in the family, but the consequences of cheating on their partners are also very different from those of men. When a man cheats, it is considered seduction, but when a woman cheats, it is considered vulgar and lowly.
Zhou Yuanyuan hates violent men like Zhou Daniu who beat their wives, although what Liu Moli did was indeed a bit deserving of a beating.
What's the purpose of marriage? Is it to find a man to spend your life with? Or is it to find a man who can abuse you at any time and make you work like a slave?
In her previous life, Zhou Yuanyuan suffered enough from domestic violence. In this life, Zhou Yuanyuan felt that she didn't need to get married. Now, with a strong fighting force to back her up, she could do anything on her own without a man.
I might as well be a happy single dog in this life! One person’s food feeds the whole family! Zhou Yuanyuan thought.
Wen Ziqing had no idea that her absence had already instilled such resistance in Zhou Yuanyuan, solidifying her desire not to marry. This had made Wen Ziqing regret leaving Zhou Yuanyuan to return to Kyoto for school more than once. It was a shame that so many things in this world were never foreseen.
Zhou Yuanyuan walked slowly, feeling the cool breeze while thinking about life. When Zhou Yuanyuan returned home, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening.
Zhao Qingshan had fallen asleep. When he heard the noise, he was about to get up to see what was going on. But when he heard Zhou Yuanyuan's loud voice greeting him, Zhao Qingshan went back to sleep.
Zhou Yuanyuan didn't feel like practicing tonight. She was feeling a little down, so she washed up and went to bed. She thought she wouldn't be able to sleep, but unexpectedly, she fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow, and slept until noon.
A familiar voice came from the yard. Zhou Yuanyuan listened carefully and found it was Lao Jiang, a police officer from the Sanhe Town Police Station.
Zhao Qingshan was in the yard repairing a wooden stool with one leg missing. When he saw Lao Jiang come in, his heart skipped a beat. Lao Jiang looked very serious, his brows tightly furrowed. Even if he said he was just bored and came for tea, Zhao Qingshan would not believe him!
"Uncle Zhao, are you home? I have something to bother you with today." Old Jiang said this to Zhao Qingshan without even taking a sip of water after entering the house. Fortunately, Old Jiang managed to force a smile when speaking to Zhao Qingshan, otherwise Zhao Qingshan would have thought he was looking for trouble.
Zhao Qingshan and Lao Jiang were old acquaintances. Lao Jiang had retired from the army and joined the police station when Zhao Qingshan was director of the Sanhe Town Supply and Marketing Cooperative. Although Lao Jiang looked serious, he was always polite whenever they met on the street. Zhao Qingshan had always had a good impression of Lao Jiang.
"Xiao Jiang, if you have something to say, just tell me! We're close friends." Zhao Qingshan was older than Lao Jiang, so he started calling him Xiao Jiang. This was the custom in Sanhe Town: when an older person addressed a younger person, they would add a small character before their surname.
"Uncle Qingshan, I came here to investigate something. Something happened in Zhoujia Village last night. I was thinking that your daughter was married in Zhoujia Village? I guess you guys are more familiar with the things happening in Zhoujia Village. This is like this. The village chief's wife beat to death a man who came to molest her last night. Have you heard of any conflicts between the village chief's family and other families in the village?" Old Jiang was overwhelmed when he thought of all the running around last night.
In the middle of the night, the wife of the deceased Zhou Daniu ran to the Sanhe Town Police Station and made a big fuss, saying that her husband was beaten to death by the village head's wife and asked the police to take charge of the matter for her.
Last night, Lao Jiang happened to be on duty. Upon hearing about the murder, he quickly reported it to the station chief and took another officer to Zhoujia Village to investigate. Early this morning, all officers from the Sanhe Town Police Station were dispatched to gather information to see if it was true, as the deceased's wife had claimed, that her husband had been beaten to death by the village head's wife.
Old Jiang learned from the villagers that Zhao Qingshan had gone to Zhoujia Village the previous day to treat a sick villager named Zhou Qijia. Remembering that Zhao Qingshan's daughter was married in Zhoujia Village, he went to Zhao Qingshan's house to find out more. The people in Zhoujia Village were unaware that Zhao Yunxiang had returned to Kyoto, and Old Jiang still thought she was still living with her parents.
"Who died?" Zhao Qingshan found it unbelievable. If the village chief's family wanted to punish someone, they had many ways to make the person suffer in silence. Was it necessary to beat the person to death?
"Zhou Daniu, the man with the legendary good fortune that was so widely rumored a while ago. Oh, and he married the most beautiful educated youth in his village just before the Lunar New Year." Old Jiang thought of Zhou Daniu and didn't know what to think of him. Zhou Daniu, who had been envied for his good fortune just a few months ago, had died so suddenly, leaving one to lament the fickleness of fate.
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