Washing clothes in the winter is particularly painful, and now he has to wash them again. Wang Shuning was so angry that he picked up the clothes hammer and hit He Weiyuan hard.
He Weiyuan was unable to react to the sudden violence and was hit seven or eight times on the head and body.
When he wanted to fight back, the aunts and grandmas who were watching the excitement not far away immediately rushed out to stop him, saying, "How can a grown man like you hit a woman?"
The one rushing to the front was the wife of the village chief He Haiming.
He Weiyuan pointed to his head and said, "She was the one hitting me."
The village chief's wife loudly accused: "You are just a toad wanting to eat swan flesh. Don't you consider whether you are worthy of it? Such a small shabby house can be built by Ning Zhiqing with just a bicycle." Her husband had told her that if Wang Shuning encountered any trouble in the village, she should help more and not let others suffer any loss.
Besieged by several aunts, He Weiyuan had to leave in shame.
Aunt Da Jiao turned to Wang Shuning and said, "There are a few unreliable young men in the village, but most of them are good."
As they were talking, the village head's wife had already helped Wang Shuning pick up the clothes and put them in the bucket. "Just wash them in the river and the mud and sand will be washed away."
He Weiyuan failed to chase someone and was beaten instead. The news spread, and He Liangliang, who was eating, suddenly lost his appetite. "Why did he go and provoke Wang Shuning again?"
He Weiguang picked up some food for his wife, "It's probably because he saw that she was good and wanted to marry her home and worship her as a Buddha."
He Liangliang sighed. Not to mention his younger son, even if his older son was not married, he wouldn't dare introduce him to Wang Shuning, because no one in the village could afford a bicycle.
After Guo Jingyi and Lv Beichu came back from the county, Zhang Meili ran to Wang Shuning's house the next day and sighed, "Jingyi won the cooking competition with the chef of the state-owned restaurant in the county, and the restaurant manager wants to invite her to work in the restaurant."
Wang Shuning blinked, "She agreed?" He didn't expect Guo Jingyi to fly out so quickly.
Zhang Meili nodded, "Jingyi is very happy, but I don't know what the villagers will say."
Guo Jingyi came to Dafeng Village to work in the countryside. Moreover, she had not been there for long and had not made any contribution to the village. Suddenly she had to go to work in the county. The matter had to be reported to the town after the village agreed. If the town also approved, the county state-owned hotel could transfer people.
The village chief’s home.
He Haiming looked at Guo Jingyi who was sitting on the chair. Being a chef in a state-owned restaurant in the county was a job that couldn't be better.
Lu Beichu said, "Village head, the manager of the state-owned restaurant values Jingyi's cooking skills and wants to let Jingyi go to work in the county after the New Year. Can the village commune make some arrangements?"
He Haiming was also unsure. This was the first time that Dafeng Village had encountered a situation like Guo Jingyi. "My words don't count. There will be a meeting in the town on the seventh day of the first lunar month. You come with me."
Guo Jingyi nodded happily: "Okay, thank you, Village Chief."
On New Year's Eve, Wang Shuning took the fish and chicken directly to He Zhuzhu's kitchen to cook them together. More dishes had to be cooked for the New Year's Eve dinner. According to custom, the leftovers from the previous day had to be eaten on the first day of the new year.
He Zhuzhu, wearing an apron, looked at the live fish in the bucket and the live chickens on the ground. She had been busy since the morning.
After burning the paper money, stick incense in the yard and finally set the table.
Seeing that Goudan and Mingming were eating too fast, He Zhuzhu quickly said, "Eat more vegetables, not just meat."
The fish and chicken were brought by Wang Shuning, and their family only fried two taels of pork. If the two children ate up all the food, they would inevitably feel unhappy.
Wang Shuning directly picked up a big chicken leg and put it into Mingming's bowl, "Today is New Year's Day, eat more." What's so delicious about leftovers? He only likes to eat fresh food.
There are no bright and dazzling fireworks during the New Year in the village. The simplest firecrackers are the ones connected in strings. They make intermittent loud noises when they explode. After they are set off, there is dust on the ground and no one cleans it up. It is said that the dust will be left until the end of the Lantern Festival.
This was Wang Shuning's first Spring Festival since he came to this era. He spent it alone in his own small house in the countryside. He did not feel empty inside. He listened to the radio, ate fruits slowly, cracked melon seeds, and spent time leisurely. His mind was empty of everything and he had no worries at all.
Mingming and Goudan ran back home in a few steps.
He Zhuzhu looked at the two children and asked, "Why are you back so early?"
During the Chinese New Year, the children in the village have a lot of fun and don’t go home until dinner time.
Goudan pointed outside the yard and said, "There are many strangers from the village. They are all tall and strong and very fierce. They broke into Uncle Liang's house and smashed things. There were people crying inside."
When He Zhuzhu and Wang Shuning arrived, the hooligans had not left yet.
"He Weiyuan owes me one thousand yuan and is still at my house. This is the IOU he wrote personally. Pay me back quickly." The person who spoke slammed a piece of white paper on the table. His neck was almost as thick as an elephant's leg.
He Weiguang looked at the signature on the IOU and pressed his red handprint, "Why did my brother borrow so much money? He doesn't need it at all."
The man kicked the chair over, breaking it into pieces on the spot, and the wood chips hit He Liangliang's face. "It's written here in black and white. Do you still want to evade the debt?"
He Weiyuan's mother shouted, "Where is Xiaotou? What have you done to him?"
Wang Shuning frowned. These people looked like hooligans at first glance. They owed He Weiyuan a thousand yuan at once. I wonder if He Weiyuan went to gamble.
Mi Li'er, who was hiding outside He Liangliang's yard, was shaking with fear. He Weiyuan was too brave. He just took him to the gambling house to have fun, but who would have thought that he would become addicted to gambling and even borrow money from the gambling house after losing all his family fortune.
He was even caught by the gambling house to lead them. If He Weiyuan's family knew that he was the one who brought them to the gambling house, He Weiyuan's fierce mother would tear him to pieces.
He Weiguang held the IOU and handed it to He Liangliang. Even though they had separated, their blood ties could not be severed.
He Liangliang stared at the IOU, calmed down and asked, "Who are you? Why does my youngest son owe so much money?"
Although He Liangliang is a rural person, he is the captain of the third production team of Dafeng Village after all, so he is not easily frightened.
"He lost it all gambling in the casino." The man lowered his head and stared into He Liangliang's eyes, his upper body pressing in front of him, full of oppression.
He Liangliang opened his mouth blankly, "Gambling is against the law. You are breaking the law."
The man sneered, "Do you know my name, Wang the Butcher? It is only natural to pay back debts. If you can't pay, I will send someone to deliver a finger to your house every day until He Weiyuan's eyeballs are dug out."
He Weiguang who was standing by was shocked. He had heard of the nickname Wang Butzi before. He was the most violent gangster in Chaoyang County. He once blinded someone's eyes, but he finally paid off the matter and avoided going to jail.
The most important thing is that after he blinded the man, the person who helped him deal with it was a man named Shan Mo, who was the cousin of the director of the Public Security Bureau of City D.
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