"Li Guihua, what are you talking about?" A loud voice sounded, and it was the old village chief of Zhoujia Village who strode over.
The old lady who was talking happily a second ago turned around and saw a group of people from the Zhou family in the crowd, all of them staring at her covetously, as if they wanted to eat her up.
"I, I'm not talking nonsense!" The old lady shuddered.
At this moment, the old village chief had already strode up to her. His face was serious, his chin slightly raised, and he looked like a high-ranking official. "Our third son sacrificed his life for our country. He's a martyr. Don't you feel guilty about slandering a martyr who defended his country?"
The old lady shuddered at the sight of the village chief. She glanced around cautiously, realizing that everyone around her was looking at her as if she were a fly. Her face flushed instantly, and she leaped three feet high, shouting, "Why should I feel guilty? You guys who drink the blood of the dead don't feel any pain, so why should I feel guilty? I'm barefoot and not afraid of those who wear shoes. A high-ranking official who passed by back then asked you to help raise his child and gave your old patriarch a lot of benefits. Over the years, I don't know how much more benefits your Zhou family has taken from him. As a result, his child is only six years old, and you sent someone to get a gun.
At the age of twelve, he was taken to the north to fight the Russians.
Hey, do you think I don’t know what you are planning?
Also, don't tell me you didn't take Zhou Laosan's pension. Where did your Zhou family get the money from during the Lunar New Year in the past few years? Those were all pensions for Zhou Laosan and his wife, right? "
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Many people in the village didn't know the ins and outs of this, and their eyes widened when they heard this.
The old village chief's face was grim. He had never expected that someone would know about such a secret of the Zhou family. He had originally thought that everyone who knew about this matter had died over the years.
"Everyone, look at the looks in Old Zhou's family's eyes. They want to eat me!" Li Guihua shouted loudly. The expressions of many people in Old Zhou's family instantly became panic-stricken. Those who didn't have time to take their things back were caught red-handed.
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"Everyone remembers, yesterday our old village chief, with a righteous awe, led everyone to interrogate Zhou Laosan's adopted son, saying that he was the one who caused the Xiao family's child to be lost. Hey, haha, I used to be a maid in a wealthy family, I have seen all kinds of dirty things. I am afraid that the high official is coming to look for his son, and the old Zhou family wants to use someone else's body as a substitute and is preparing to kill Zhou Yan."
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"You, you, you are slandering me." The old village chief roared dryly, and at the same time his scalp tingled. Not many people in the Zhou family knew about the incident of using someone else's power to kill someone else.
He never imagined that an old woman half buried in the ground not only knew about it, but also shouted it out.
Why? He really wanted to ask Li Guihua, what good would it do her to shout it out in public?
But in public, although Zhoujia Village is called Zhoujia Village, the surname Xiao is also a common surname here. Not only people with the surname Xiao, but also many other surnames.
"What do you mean I don't feel guilty for slandering a martyr? Zhou Yan is a veteran who fought against the Japanese at the age of six. You guys slander people like that, and you still talk to me about conscience. Everyone, tell me, who has no conscience? I heard years ago that Zhou Laosan was able to become a company commander thanks to his adopted son."
The villagers were stunned as they ate the melons. After a while, the old man in the long cotton-padded jacket who had cheated Li Guihua said, "Li Guihua, what good will it do you to say this? Did Zhou Yan give you money?"
Everyone looked at Li Guihua at once, as if they all believed what the old man said.
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Li Guihua sneered, "Sour scholar, you really want to destroy what you can't get, and you must go all the way! Didn't I just not like you when I was young? For that bitch Wang Hehua, you are leaving no room for others."
"Haha, if you insist on saying that, I can't help it! But don't change my mind. Did Zhou Yan give you money?"
Li Guihua patted her tattered jacket. "I'd like to take the money, but that kid probably doesn't have any. I heard he's raising several child soldiers who were discharged with him in town. Oh, my, our old village chief scolded him harshly for this. Hehe, you say I have no conscience, but you do, Boss Zhou. The parents of those children were martyrs, and they're orphans. You're not allowed to contribute money or labor, so why don't you let my nephew raise them? Where's your conscience?"
"You are still avoiding the main point." The old man insisted.
"Hey, hey, isn't this my nephew back? Did you find our Xiao family's little fool on the mountain?" Li Guihua suddenly saw Zhou Yan coming from afar carrying a bundle of firewood, and called out enthusiastically, "Nephew, come and tell me, did you give your grandmother Li any money? If you gave her one cent, I will compensate you ten cents today.
But be careful, there's not a single good person in the Zhou family. Including your adoptive parents. They told you from a young age that you were their adopted son, just to make you remember to be grateful to the Zhou family. But when you were six, they taught you to shoot the Japanese with a gun. Look at these well-organized, strong young men in the Zhou family. Every one of them is about your age. There are so many of them, why don't they go to war? They just want you dead!"
Zhou Yan walked over silently. As for the desolate funeral procession passing by in the distance, no one paid any attention to it because of what happened between Li Guihua and the Zhou family.
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The old village chief looked at Zhou Yan dryly: "Don't listen to her nonsense. We all know how good your adoptive parents are to you. Otherwise, they wouldn't have raised you to this age."
"Haha..." Li Guihua slapped her thigh, "Listen up everyone, listen up! This old man Zhou can really make a dead person come back to life. Zhou Yan's parents clearly gave them twenty dollars when they left! Later, we formed a guerrilla force, and we paid their salaries. Later, my eldest nephew became a regular soldier. Over all these years, did Mr. Zhou and his wife spend a penny?"
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