The essence of human beings is a gossip machine.
Before long, the news that Su Luo's family had a hundred yuan spread throughout the village.
Niu Fang also went out of her way to say some nice things to Su Luo, telling everyone that Su Luo had now turned over a new leaf and become a good person, willing to live a good life with the children, and she even kowtowed to her to express her gratitude and so on.
Words spoken by others in the form of rumors are more convincing than you standing in front of them and explaining them seriously.
That's how people are.
If a fact is placed in front of you, you may not necessarily believe it, but if it spreads in the form of gossip, nine out of ten people will believe it.
This is the bad nature of human beings. The more aboveboard something is, the more suspicious they are of it. The more something they hear or see through secret channels, the more credible they find it.
Nightfall.
Su Luo and Gu Yi huddled on the bed, looking in the direction of the door.
The door was half open, with a bucket precariously placed on the door frame and another bucket under the window next to it, both filled with ink.
A trap was also set in the kitchen, waiting for the thief to take the bait.
Gu Yi asked quietly, "Will it really work?"
Su Luo nodded secretly.
Sure enough, not long after, faint footsteps were heard in the yard.
Someone cautiously stretched out a hand from the window and pulled it in.
Under the moonlight, a face with shifty eyebrows and rat eyes was revealed, and it looked like a woman.
The woman looked down and waved.
Su Luo raised her eyebrows. It seemed that there was more than one person?
The woman revealed her face, and it turned out to be Aunt Li, the most mean-spirited and stingy person in the village. A figure appeared next to her, and it turned out to be her husband.
The two of them, one supporting the other, sneaked into Su Luo's house.
The room was pitch black. Aunt Li didn't notice the bucket under her feet and stepped into it, getting her shoes wet.
She didn't say anything, but cursed secretly, thinking that it was Su Luo who was peeing in the room and she felt pain. She walked into the room speechlessly, and her trouser legs were soaked with ink.
She was about to remind the person behind her, but was afraid of waking up Su Luo who was sleeping in the room, so she didn't say anything and let her husband Lao Li come in.
Old Li also stepped on the ink, and both of his feet were stuck into the ink bucket, and he almost tripped.
Aunt Li pinched him secretly.
The two of them steadied themselves and used the moonlight to see Su Luo sleeping on the bed, and the little boy Gu Yi.
Seeing that they were sleeping soundly, Aunt Li became more and more unscrupulous. She walked to the closet in two steps, opened it and searched around. Sure enough, she found money under the clothes, but there was only two dollars.
She and her husband looked at each other, divided the work, and quickly searched the room thoroughly, and indeed no other money was found.
Aunt Li was a little unwilling, so she looked at her husband and motioned him to go to the kitchen.
Lao Li nodded, and the two of them did not go through the window. Instead, they planned to go out through the door to see if there was any money hidden in the kitchen.
As soon as Aunt Li opened the door, a basin of ink poured down on her head. It was black, smelly, and icy cold.
She screamed in fright: "Ouch!"
Old Li hurriedly tried to cover her mouth.
Su Luo pretended to be woken up: "Who?!"
The couple was startled and quickly pushed the door open and ran out.
Su Luo hurriedly shouted: "Someone come! Catch the thief! There's a thief stealing things! Everyone, get up quickly!"
"Catch the thief! Someone is stealing something!" Gu Yi ran out and shouted in the yard.
"Village chief! Look, there's really a thief!" Niu Fang's voice came from far away.
The couple was startled and ran to the side quickly.
Niu Fang, along with the village chief and several strong men from the village, ran over from afar with flashlights.
Su Luo also brought Gu Yi out.
Niu Fang asked quickly: "How is it? Did you catch him? Is there really a thief?"
Su Luo nodded and said, "There really are two of them. I splashed ink on them." She looked at the village chief and said, "Village chief, follow the direction of the ink on the ground, and you will definitely catch them."
Village chief Su Fuqiang looked down and saw that there was indeed ink on the ground, as well as messy black footprints. His face became more serious: "Everyone, follow me!"
Su Luo's home was at the entrance of the village, quite far from the center of the village, but there were still a few families living nearby. When they heard that there was a thief, they were frightened and all got up.
"Were you robbed? Where?"
"Boss! Get up quickly! Didn't you hear the guy yelling thief? Come and check the chickens in our yard."
"Where is the thief?"
It was quiet at night, and the slightest noise could spread quickly from one person to ten people, and from ten to a hundred. Soon, most of the village was brightly lit.
The village chief and Aunt Niu came back soon, with Aunt Li and Old Li held in their hands by several sturdy men. Aunt Li's face was pitch black and there were chicken feathers in her hair.
The village chief took the people to the big ancestral hall in the village. Several strong men, Aunt Niu, and Su Luo's mother and son all came over. Some villagers who were alarmed also came over to watch the fun.
The footsteps and discussions of so many people soon alarmed other people in the village. Even Su Jincai's family was woken up. His family lived next to the ancestral hall, so it was just right for him to watch the fun.
Su Jincai saw Aunt Li's dark face and laughed from ear to ear: "What's going on? Are you catching ghosts in the middle of the night?"
The village chief said, "The village has been robbed frequently recently, and we finally caught the thief tonight."
"We are not thieves!" Aunt Li would not admit it, "Village head, please don't talk nonsense! Why do you say we are thieves?"
Aunt Niu sneered, "You still say you are not thieves? Old Li still has two eggs in his arms! I said that my hen only hears the sound of laying eggs every day, but I don't see any trace of eggs."
Aunt Li shouted in a hoarse voice: "What do you mean by your eggs? Your family is allowed to have eggs? What makes you say that the eggs that Lao Li just bought are yours? There is your name on them?"
Aunt Niu sneered, "You went to Xiao Luo's house to steal money and got splashed with ink. Then you even took two eggs from my house while running away. Do you think others are blind? The ink footprints in front of my chicken coop are not yours. Could it be that they were stepped on by a ghost?"
Aunt Li looked at the ink on her trouser legs and shoes, froze for a moment, and stopped talking.
Someone in the crowd couldn't help but express his curiosity: "Village Chief, what's going on?"
"Yeah, what's going on at this time of night? Why are there so many people gathered here?"
"What happened? Did you hear that there were thieves in our village?"
Su Fuqiang glanced at the two people kneeling on the ground and was about to speak.
Aunt Niu pretended not to see it, turned around and shouted to everyone, "That's right! I told Xiao Luo that our house was always robbed, and she came up with ideas to help us catch the thief! She was the one who led the man to be caught!"
"Who? Which Xiao Luo?"
Everyone was confused and didn't think of Su Luo as the cause of this incident.
Su Luo took Gu Yi out of the crowd at the right time.
Aunt Niu pointed at Su Luo and said, "It's right here. You guys don't recognize Xiao Luo anymore!"
Everyone looked in the direction her finger pointed and saw Su Luo with a kind face.
Oh, no wonder they didn’t hear it. Normally, everyone calls her the fat black girl behind her back. Who would call her Xiao Luo?
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