Upon receiving the call from the village chief, Chen Hong quickly ran to the village to meet him.
Seeing Chen Hong rushing around in a panic, Director Jin said, "Chen Hong, why didn't you drive? Running is nowhere near as fast as driving!"
Xiaoyun laughed: "You can't drive in this kind of situation. If a fight breaks out, it's easy to accidentally hurt someone."
"You've damaged the car, who can you complain to?"
Madam Guan and the others looked surprised: "They dare to smash a car that doesn't belong to the family?"
"What's there to be afraid of? People dare to smash things, let alone cars? There are so many people here, how can you possibly catch who did it?"
Even if you catch them, it's useless; they won't confess. The saying "the law doesn't apply to everyone" perfectly describes this situation.
Guan Tao and Fang Xiaoying quickened their pace. "Mom, after we finish our work, let's go to the village to take a look. Are you and Aunt Jin going?"
Mrs. Guan: "Set up the shelves on the roof and lay out the bamboo mats, then go play with Xiaoying. We adults will stay home and watch the house, so we won't go."
However, you two have a crush on Yu Yang, so be careful not to get too close.
Judging from what your sister Chen Hong and the others said, the scene must be chaotic. Don't get caught in the crossfire.
"Okay, we definitely won't go any closer. We'll just take a look from a distance and come back in a bit."
After finishing their work, Guan Tao, along with Fang Xiaoying and Yu Yang, followed closely behind and went into the village to watch the excitement.
While airing the dried fish and shellfish on the bamboo mat, Director Jin said to Mrs. Guan and Xiaoyun, "I never expected that rural life would be so lively!"
Xiaoyun covered her mouth and laughed shyly: "This is probably why many elderly people in rural areas can't stay in the city!"
Everyone in the village knows each other well; even the smallest thing that happens in someone's family can spread throughout the whole village in half a day.
The elderly sit in the corner of the village wall or under a tree, listening to all sorts of gossip, which enriches their lives and serves as a form of entertainment.
While the guests from Beijing chatted about interesting anecdotes and customs of the countryside at home, Chen Hong had already entered the village.
Along the way, the streets and alleys from the end of the village to Wang Qing's house were deserted, with every household locked up and no one in sight.
If you didn't know better, you'd think the Japanese invaders had entered the village and the villagers had all gone into the tunnels!
If it weren't for the neat streets and rows of brick houses, this scene would look exactly like some scenes in anti-Japanese war dramas.
For several years, there had been no large-scale conflicts in the village, and the villagers were itching to get involved. Rural people were much more eager to gather and watch the excitement than city dwellers.
Across the street, Chen Hong could hear a cacophony of noise.
Wow, it seems all the idle folks in the village have gathered. Chen Hong felt a chill run down her spine at the noise.
Damn! I hope they don't actually start fighting! Remembering the purpose of this trip, Chen Hong took off running as fast as she could.
After turning a corner, you'll reach the street where Wang Qing's house is located. Wang Qing's house is situated on the north side of the village, on higher ground.
The alleyways where the new houses are built in the village are also narrow, barely two and a half meters wide. Wang Qing's house, on the other hand, is an old house that has been inhabited by several generations.
Although it has been rebuilt, the foundation is not large, and the alley in front of the door is relatively narrow, only two meters wide, just enough for a small car to pass through.
This requires an exceptionally skilled driver; an average driver could easily scrape the car against a wall.
Only six families lived in this alley, four of which were surnamed Wang.
At this time, it was so crowded that even people could hardly squeeze into the alley, let alone cars.
The alley, which was over fifty meters long, was packed with one or two hundred people.
Elderly men and women stood on the outermost edge, leading and holding small children, while the next circle consisted of young wives and middle-aged women.
At the very back were the village's middle-aged and young men, all standing with their arms crossed at the gate of Wang Qing's house, chatting loudly.
They made no attempt to hide the groom's relatives and friends from other villages in the courtyard.
Chen Hong squeezed into the crowd, greeting the people around her and asking, "Grandpa, Uncle Liu, you're here too?"
"Auntie, Uncle Sanmeng, sister-in-law, have you seen Uncle Village Chief?"
"Is the village chief in Wang Qing's yard?"
"You arrived early. How's the situation now? How many people are on the other side?"
She had already squeezed to the entrance of the courtyard and was hesitating whether to go in or not.
Uncle Erhu poked his head out of the yard and said, "Chen Hong is here. Come in quickly, your aunt saved a seat for you."
Your village chief uncle is in the yard too!
Chen Hong quickly seized the opportunity to slip into the courtyard, and lo and behold! There were more than forty people gathered there, some standing and some sitting, divided into several groups.
Among them were members of the Wang family, as well as relatives and friends of the Wang family in the village.
There was also a large group of people, including three or four women and a dozen or so men.
The women were clearly the kind of tough, assertive middle-aged women who always walked with their heads held high.
Apart from two elderly men in their fifties or sixties, the rest of the men were all tall, burly, and strong men, clearly there to intimidate.
However, no matter how many of them came, they couldn't intimidate the villagers. Haven't you heard the saying, "A hero can't be defeated by his village"?
There's a saying, "Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake." In the small world of a village, when it matters, even the elderly and children will step in to create chaos and fight with sticks.
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