If her husband finds out that she didn't open the door for the village chief, she'll definitely get a beating that night.
Her husband, true to his name, was extremely strong-willed and concerned with his image.
She can cause as much trouble as she wants normally, but if she does something that harms his interests or his reputation, she'll definitely get a beating.
This was also one of the reasons why she used to be jealous of Yang Dongmei.
Yang Dongmei was never beaten by Gu Dashan; in fact, Gu Dashan often doted on her like a treasure.
Li Cuihua slowly opened the door.
Yang Dongmei was the first to rush in. Before Li Cuihua could react, Yang Dongmei had already rushed into her room.
They found the jar she had hidden under the bed.
"You, Li Cuihua, still dare to deny it? Did you think I wouldn't be able to find our jars just because we put them under your bed and covered them with several layers of stuff? Look, what's this? You heartless wretch."
As soon as Li Cuihua saw Yang Dongmei come out carrying the jar, she rushed over to snatch it.
“This is our family’s property; you can’t take it away.”
As the two were exchanging words, the jar fell to the ground.
"Clang..."
The ground in Li Cuihua's yard was not flat, and there were some small stones sticking out. The jar hit the stones and made a jarring sound.
Both women were stunned.
He looked at the other person, then at the jar on the ground.
The jar shattered into several large pieces. Yang Dongmei felt heartbroken.
Enraged, she grabbed Li Cuihua's hair and said through gritted teeth, "You old bitch, I'll teach you to steal! I'll teach you to steal! Pay me back for my jar..."
Li Cuihua screamed in pain, "Let me go! Let me go! You say it's your jar, so it's your jar! Let me go..."
"Give me back my jar!" Yang Dongmei was heartbroken. It was a token of her third son's affection, and it had been wasted.
At that moment, she wished she could tear Li Cuihua to pieces.
"Ahhh...it hurts so much, Yang Dongmei, you wicked woman...Village chief, village chief, save me..." Li Cuihua cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw several people who were stunned and quickly cried for help.
The village chief was also very embarrassed at this moment, since these two people actually fought in front of him.
"Both of you, stop right now!" The village chief glared sternly at the two men.
Yang Dongmei looked at the village chief, then at Aunt Pang and her own husband, before slowly letting go of his hand.
But as soon as Li Cuihua was free, she took advantage of Yang Dongmei's unpreparedness and tried to grab her.
Fortunately, Gu Dashan kept an eye on them, and as soon as he saw Yang Dongmei in danger, he pulled her behind him.
Seeing this, the plump auntie standing nearby also pulled Li Cuihua back, saying, "Alright, stop hitting her."
"Li Cuihua, are you ignoring what I said? Believe me or not, I'll deduct your work points!" The village chief said angrily.
Upon hearing this, Li Cuihua stopped making any move.
Anything is fine, just don't deduct her work points; they're her lifeline.
"Village chief, those are clearly my family's jars! It's one thing for Yang Dongmei to try and steal them, but she also hit me. You have to stand up for me!" Li Cuihua said, crying aggrievedly.
Yang Dongmei's emotions, which had finally calmed down, were suddenly stirred up again by her words.
“Li Cuihua, have you no shame? You say that’s your family’s jar, do you dare to swear a solemn oath? If you’re lying, may your whole family die a horrible death.”
Li Cuihua immediately felt a little guilty: "Yang Dongmei, aren't you just taking advantage of your man's return to bully me? Haven't you bullied me enough? Brother Dashan, look at how crazy she is, you shouldn't have married her."
She covered her face and cried as she spoke, and said things to Gu Dashan that were meant to sow discord.
"You old slut, stop trying to sow discord in my life." Yang Dongmei was truly enraged by Li Cuihua's shameless behavior.
"Alright, alright, honey, calm down. The village chief is right here. We'll ask him to give us justice. Calm down, don't upset yourself. I love you no matter what you are like. Don't listen to the nonsense from irrelevant people," Gu Dashan comforted Yang Dongmei.
The unexpected confession made Yang Dongmei blush, and she forgot all about being angry.
Gu Dashan said to the village chief, "Village chief, this jar belongs to our family. We kept it at the hospital before, and we just picked it up when we came back today."
“Just because you say it’s yours doesn’t mean it’s yours,” Li Cuihua retorted, unconvinced, when she saw Gu Dashan say the same thing.
"Li Cuihua, tell me, where did you get this jar? You should know that everything purchased from the supply and marketing cooperative can be traced now. If you want to know whether you actually bought anything, just send someone to check."
The village chief couldn't stand it anymore. Anyone could see it was obvious, but she just wouldn't admit it. Moreover, he had overheard her arguing with Yang Dongmei on the way here, and she had admitted it then, but now she was stubbornly denying it again.
Li Cuihua panicked upon hearing this: "I... I was picked up on the road."
"Hmph~ I bet you found it on the oxcart in front of my house. You shameless thing, you still dare to deny it. I'll go and ask everyone who came to my house today. I don't believe no one saw you steal it."
After Yang Dongmei finished speaking to Li Cuihua, she turned to the village chief and said, "Village chief, since she won't admit it, I'll report it to the police. I don't believe she can be so stubborn in front of the police."
Li Cuihua was a little scared: "So what if it's yours? I said you found it, so you found it. It's your own fault for not keeping it safe."
"You're still being stubborn, pay me back for the jar!" Yang Dongmei wanted to rush up and punch her again.
Gu Dashan quickly grabbed her.
He thought to himself, "My wife shouldn't hit someone in front of the village chief."
When Gu Dashan was young, he was the little tyrant of the village. He was not only good at fighting, but also quick-witted.
It was only after the villagers jointly reported him that he was sent to the army for reformation that he became much more restrained. In addition, so many years have passed since the incident, and he has been asleep for so many years that many people have probably forgotten about it.
He doesn't hit women, but he can still give his wife advice and protect her, just not now.
"Li Cuihua, is it that I, the village chief, can't control you anymore? You've lied again and again. Then let Comrade Yang Dongmei report you to the police." The village chief felt utterly exhausted.
Even handling file allocation tasks isn't this tiring.
"Village chief, no, no, please tell me what to do, I'll do whatever you say." Li Cuihua chickened out.
"Replace the items with the goods," the village chief said.
"Okay, I'll pay for it."
"Yang Dongmei, how much?"
"I don't want money, I just want the jar."
These days, it's so hard to buy jars. She went several times but couldn't find any. This one was bought by the third son's wife.
She felt heartbroken just thinking about it; this was a token of the third son's wife's affection.
Li Cuihua's face was contorted, she gritted her teeth and said resentfully, "I'll pay, I'll pay, okay?"
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