Chapter 130 My hands are dirty and my heart is dirty
Sang Zhixia left in a panic with an expressionless face, leaving Xu Yu with only a not-so-calm back.
The first time I arm wrestled with Xu Yu, I was caught by someone. It was a bit awkward, shouldn’t I say?
Xu Minghui watched her walk away, half-smiling. The scene of Sang Zhixia rescuing him earlier flashed through his mind. He lowered the windshield and said playfully, "Sister-in-law is very skilled. Did your brother teach you?"
Xu Yu neither admitted nor denied it. He brushed the mud off his clothes and said, "Are there any clues?"
Xu Minghui threw a ball of paper at him.
"Huopassi, Liu Dazhu."
He crossed his arms and said, "I asked someone and found out that these two are the closest to Wang Dachui. Liu Dazhu is even his brother-in-law. They are really good."
These guys are not the type to keep secrets. After drinking two liang of yellow soup, everything they can and cannot say is revealed. They have whispered to many hooligans about their idea of destroying the Xu family greenhouse in revenge, and you can find out the details with a little inquiry.
Xu Minghui rubbed his hands and said calmly, "On the day of the incident, these two were with Wang Dachui. Later, when something happened here, they stayed quiet and didn't come out."
"But Wang Dachui's wife went back to her parents' home. The one causing the most trouble recently is Liu Dazhu. Those who are clinging to the village chief's house and refusing to speak out are mostly low-class people he called in. They are all in the same group."
This matter has actually changed.
At first, Mrs. Wang might have really felt that she was wronged and wanted to go back to her parents' home to ask for help and seek justice for Wang Dachui, who was beaten half to death and had no hope for the rest of his life.
But once the words are handed over to a scoundrel like Liu Dazhu, it becomes clear that these people who make trouble every day are no longer seeking justice, but are trying to extort money under any pretext.
Xu Minghui actually did not agree with causing trouble at this time.
He said delicately, "The Xu family has already taken it out. No matter how big the waves are, they can't hit our doorstep. It's not as urgent as my eldest brother said."
Don’t those people want to cause trouble?
Then let them make a fuss.
Anyway, it was not the Xu family that was in trouble, so in his eyes, there was no difference between any other family.
Xu Yu was not surprised by his words. He tore up the slip of paper that had written down the places and details of the two men's most frequent appearances and threw it into the kang where the flames were burning. He said calmly, "There is a limit to being ungrateful. I can't compare to you."
"Not as good as me?"
Xu Minghui made a face of joking and said quietly, "Brother, your conscience is less than two ounces. If you pull it out, I'm afraid it won't even weigh as much as mine. How dare you talk to me about being upright and noble?"
"Is it because my sister-in-law feels bad?"
If Sang Zhixia hadn't felt uneasy, how could Xu Yu have thought about other people's troubles?
Is Xu Yu someone who cares about other people's life and death?
Three out of ten of his sentences mentioned Sang Zhixia, and Xu Yu's eyes were inevitably tinged with a faint coldness.
"Xu Minghui, please be aware of your identity."
Xu Minghui sneered, looked at him without flinching, and smiled: "Sister-in-law has a tough personality but a soft heart. I'm afraid she can't stand hearing such dirty things. If you want to take action, just call me. I have dirty hands and a dirty heart, so I'm not afraid of getting my hands dirty."
Perhaps it was because at this point there was no need to hide himself anymore. Xu Minghui seemed like a different person after he came back this time. He no longer had the idea of pretending to be someone he was not before. He was so frank that Xu Ou was caught off guard.
But think about it...
Xu Yu laughed at himself, his eyes complicated as he looked at the piece of paper on the kang that was burned to ashes by the leaping flames.
When has Xu Minghui ever said a wrong word?
The next afternoon, Xu Wenxiu asked curiously, "Xia Xia, where on earth did Yu'er go? Why hasn't he come back yet?"
Sang Zhixia took out the Spring Festival couplets written by the old man himself and arranged them. She said helplessly, "He just said he was going out for a while, but he didn't tell me what he was going to do in detail."
If she doesn't know, then the rest of the people will know even less.
Xu Wenxiu muttered subconsciously: "You told me you had to go out early in the morning, but what could you do that would take so long?"
Early in the morning?
Sang Zhixia's heart moved and she pursed her lips slightly, falling into silence amid Xu Wenxiu's suspicious murmurs.
Xu Yu did say last night that he would go out early in the morning, but she didn't sleep well last night, and it was clear that he went out in the middle of the night.
What on earth was he going to do?
Before Xu Wenxiu finished her muttering, Second Aunt Xu sighed.
"I don't know where Minghui went. There are so many Spring Festival couplets waiting to be posted. How did these two kids go out at the same time?"
Xu Mingyang was watching over the steaming paste without blinking. Hearing this, he excitedly raised his hand and said, "I'll do it!"
“I’m not afraid of heights!”
Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve, and Spring Festival couplets are indispensable.
The old man and Uncle Xu are both excellent at writing. Cutting out red paper and writing auspicious couplets is as easy as drinking water or eating. However, the old man is too old to climb high and step low. Uncle Xu is also a severe acrophobia patient and dare not even go up the ladder. The task of pasting the couplets can only wait for Xu Yu or Xu Minghui to come back and do it.
Xu Mingyang wanted to take the job on himself, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Sang Zhixia hit him on the head.
"It's not even as high as the ladder. How can I let you climb up?"
"No more waiting, Second Aunt, please help me hold the ladder, I..."
"Xia Xia!"
"Xia Xia, are you at home?"
Sang Zhixia, who was about to climb the ladder, turned around when she heard the voice and was a little surprised to see Aunt Wu's smiling face.
"Auntie, why are you here?"
Aunt Wu held the cloth-covered basket in her arms and said with a smile, "What else could I be doing here? Tomorrow's the holiday, so of course I'm here to bring you some fried food!"
"Come on, it's still hot from the pot, hurry up and share it!"
Xu Wenxiu took the basket from her with both hands, feeling a little embarrassed: "It's a major festival, and we haven't had time to visit yet. How can we not feel comfortable..."
"Hey, what's so special about this?"
Aunt Wu said casually, "Yesterday, Xu Yu sent two jars of good wine to my house. My father and I were so happy that we got drunk and haven't gotten up yet. How can these fried goods be as valuable as such old wine?"
"Just don't mind that this thing is not presentable!"
Xu Wenxiu, feeling both amused and helpless, invited her to come in and sit down. Aunt Wu waved her hand and said, "I'm just here to deliver something. I won't sit down. I have a lot of things waiting for me at home."
Aunt Xu San said, holding the kettle, "No matter how urgent it is, there's no need to rush for a moment. Come in and sit down and have a drink of water first."
Second Aunt Xu also came up to persuade her, but Sang Zhixia directly supported Aunt Wu: "Aunt, since you are here, it won't be a problem if you do me the honor of sitting for a while."
"Yanran, go get some of the chestnut cakes I made yesterday. Mingyang, go get the melon seeds."
Aunt Wu refused but sat down beside the charcoal basin. Sang Zhixia placed the chestnut cake that Xu Yanran had brought on the table, handed Aunt Wu the bowl of water with both hands, and said casually, "Aunt, you have some free time today. Is anyone else at home making trouble?"
"If you still want to make trouble, why don't I..."
"Oh, what's the big deal? Is it worth you worrying about it like this?"
Aunt Wu had seen her fair share of trouble in the village, so she sneered, "Those bastards haven't stopped trying to blackmail and frame people, but they still have the energy to keep on harassing people."
"You don't know yet, do you? Yesterday, Liu Dazhu went out drinking with some despicable bastards, and ended up getting stopped by his enemies and severely beaten. Today, he's too busy mourning at home to find fault with me, so how could he have the time to pick a fight with me?"
Sang Zhixia's eyes flickered slightly, while Aunt Wu continued to vent her anger, "It's not just Liu Dazhu. There was also someone named Huo Mazi who followed him and suffered a great loss. He deserved it!"
After she finished speaking, she glanced at everyone mysteriously and lowered her voice, "I also heard that the injuries on these two villains are exactly the same as Wang Dachui's! Their arms were twisted into a knot, and Liu Dazhu even had a leg broken! I'm afraid their lives are in danger!"
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