The mayor walked slowly with his head down, seemingly deep in thought.
When he walked up to the woman's vegetable stall, she called out, "Mayor, you're off work."
The town mayor looked up, glanced at the woman selling vegetables, and replied, "Yes."
The woman took the anonymous letter from the vegetable basket and said, "Mayor, a young man asked me to give you this letter."
The town mayor paused, looked at the letter, and asked, "Where is that young man?"
"Mayor, that young man said he once insulted you, so he's afraid to see you and asked me to give you this letter."
The town mayor didn't answer the letter, and asked again, "What does that young man look like?"
It seems that Mayor Gu Le is very vigilant.
“Mayor, that young man was wearing a hat and a mask, so I couldn’t see what he looked like. He was of average height, about 1.7 meters.”
Mayor Gu Le took the anonymous letter, squeezed it in his hand to determine that there was nothing else inside, then put the letter into his briefcase and continued walking home.
Ma Yunfei was relieved; the anonymous letter had finally reached Mayor Gu Le.
As soon as Gu Le arrived home, Liu Fei excitedly said, "Honey, our godson came today. He's been busy all day. He cleaned the windows in the morning and planted bok choy and amaranth in the vegetable garden in the afternoon. In about ten days, we'll be able to eat fresh vegetables."
The mayor said "oh" and went into his study.
He took the anonymous letter out of his briefcase and was about to open it when Liu Fei walked in.
"Honey, I went shopping today and saw a dress in a store that was perfect for middle-aged and elderly people. I wanted to buy it, but when I saw the price, I was shocked. It cost more than forty yuan."
Gu Le said impatiently, "Didn't you buy several dresses? You only need to have something to wear, why do you keep buying one after another?"
“Honey, you’re not being honest with yourself. Last year, I saw a dress I liked, but I thought it was too expensive and didn’t buy it. In the end, our godson bought it for me. I only have one dress, and I don’t even have any spare clothes to change into.”
"Honey, you're so silly. Next time Xiao Ma comes, just tell him that the store got a new dress that's really pretty. As soon as you say that, Xiao Ma will know you want it and will definitely buy it for you right away."
“Honey, Xiao Ma just gave me a thousand yuan yesterday. How can I ask her to buy me a dress again?”
"Honey, don't be silly. Xiao Ma must have made a lot of money selling yams. It's no big deal to have him buy you a dress."
"Honey, I heard Erlv say that the yam business is not profitable."
"Hehe... What does Erlv know? He's just a good-for-nothing. He's not even as good as one of Xiao Ma's toes. Let me tell you: Last time I went to the county for a meeting, I heard that the price of yams is going up this year. However, I didn't find out exactly how much they can sell for. Anyway, there's definitely going to be a profit."
Liu Fei said unhappily, "Honey, we've been married for over ten years. Apart from buying me a few clothes when we got married, you've never bought me anything since."
"Honey, you have clothes to wear, and they're just as good as anyone else's. You should be content. We live in a small town. Look around, what are people in town wearing? I don't think anyone is dressed better than you."
Liu Fei stormed off in a huff.
Gu Le opened the anonymous letter, and his eyes widened as he read it. Finally, he slammed his hand on the table and shouted, "Wife, come in!"
Liu Fei jogged into the study and asked, "Honey, why are you yelling like that? I thought something had happened."
"Honey, let me ask you: Did Erlv get beaten up?"
"Hey! You've been so busy these past few days, only coming home late at night every night. I haven't had a chance to tell you yet, but the day before yesterday, Erlv got beaten up by his buddy, the abbot."
"Was it a very fierce fight?"
"Amazing, of course it's amazing. Erlv had several teeth knocked out, his face was swollen like a meat bun, and he also broke two ribs."
"Honey, tell me honestly: are your ribs really broken?"
"Honey, why would I lie to you? I have two broken ribs, and another rib has a crack, not to mention that."
Gu Le said angrily, "Wife, you won't tell the truth in front of me. I'm asking you: which doctor examined Er Lv's injuries?"
"It's...it's Dr. Zhang."
"That young doctor?"
"Yes, there are only two surgeons, the young one."
"Honey, are you sure Erlv's ribs are really broken?"
"It's true, absolutely true. Honey, what does this mean?"
Gu Le was cautious. He didn't let his wife see the anonymous letter, saying, "I was just asking casually."
“Honey, that guy named Fangzhang from Erlv is absolutely ruthless. He pinned Erlv to the ground and beat him up, and even threatened to send him to meet the King of Hell. Don’t you think this kind of thug should be severely punished?”
Gu Le didn't say anything, but asked, "Is dinner ready? I'm hungry. I have some errands to run after dinner."
"It's ready, I'll go get the rice right away."
After finishing dinner, Gu Le put down his bowl and went out.
He went straight to the No. 1 shop in the world.
At this moment, Erlv had just finished eating at the restaurant. He ordered two stir-fries and two bottles of beer, and drank until his face was red and his neck was thick.
He lay on a recliner, fanning himself and singing Peking Opera, with a smug expression on his face.
Gu Le stood at the entrance of the shop and coughed loudly.
Hearing the cough, Erlu sat up and glanced at the door. He immediately got up from the recliner and greeted respectfully, "Uncle, you're here? Are you here to buy something? Just say the word and I'll bring it to you. Why did you have to come all the way here?"
Gu Le walked into the shop, looked at Er Lv, and asked, "You don't look like you've been seriously injured."
Erlu put on a pitiful look and said with tears in his eyes, "Uncle, you have to stand up for me! The day before yesterday, I was beaten up. Look, five of my teeth were knocked out, and now I can't speak properly. My face is still swollen."
Gu Le asked, "I heard you had two ribs broken?"
"Yes...yes."
"Erlv, I heard that your ribs weren't broken, but you got the doctor to give you a fake certificate."
"Ah! Who...who betrayed me? Uncle, did you hear it from Aunt?"
Gu Le understood immediately; the anonymous letter was correct—it was indeed a fake medical certificate for injury.
"Erlv, you're committing a crime by fabricating an injury diagnosis. If it gets out, you'll be guilty of framing someone, and you'll be sentenced to at least a year in prison."
Erlu was startled and explained, "Uncle, this idea came from Aunt. Aunt said: If we make the injuries more serious, we can get the abbot sentenced and make that brat suffer."
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