Song Zhi was startled, her eyebrows knitted in displeasure, her face angrily said: "Secretary, we just agreed that if Dabao and his men didn't steal the chicken, Wu Caijuan would have to compensate them for their medical expenses. How can this be..."
Before she could finish her words, the village committee secretary interrupted her: "It's not easy for everyone these days, and it's even harder for Wu Caijuan's family, an orphan and a widow."
As if knowing that he could not convince Song Zhi, the village committee secretary set his sights on Ran Qiu.
"Ran Qiu, you're a scholar, you're the most reasonable. We're all from the same village, there's no need to be so stubborn, right?"
Ran Qiu stood there with a grim expression, not saying a word, his clenched fists trembling slightly at his side.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, the village committee secretary took it as his consent.
"Since you have no objection, let's leave it at that. It's getting late, so go home and cook." He waved his hand at everyone.
Nie Jinmei angrily said, "Secretary, why are you like this? We clearly agreed on this just now!"
Her voice was not small, and when it fell into the ears of the village committee secretary, his face changed, but he did not change his mind.
Wu Caijuan changed her previous demeanor, straightened her back proudly, and thanked the village committee secretary in a very servile manner: "Thank you, Secretary, for your consideration for our family. We, an orphan and a widow, have had a very difficult time these years."
The three little ones lowered their heads and sobbed silently. They knew very well how they were treated in the village.
Ran Qiu also knew it.
He suppressed the resentment boiling in his heart, lowered his eyes, and with a hint of bitterness spilling from the corners of his mouth, he said to the three little ones, "Let's go home."
Seeing that he was going to swallow his anger and let it go, Song Zhi was so angry that her face turned green.
"Ran Qiu, you..." She blocked their way angrily.
"Thank you, Song Zhiqing." Before she finished speaking, Ran Qiu thanked her and shook her head at her.
The village committee secretary has already spoken, and if they continue to hold on to it, it will only make their situation in the village more difficult.
Song Zhi immediately understood what he meant. She was stunned for a moment, and finally took a step back helplessly.
They had all given up fighting, and even if she was angry, there was nothing she could do.
"We can't just let this matter go. The man was beaten like this. We might as well call the police and let them handle it." Tang Junhe, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
The village committee secretary hadn't expected Tang Junhe to speak. He was stunned for a moment before forcing out an awkward smile and saying, "There's no need to mobilize so many people for such a small matter. It's just a small misunderstanding."
If the police were really called, the matter would become a complete disaster.
The village committee secretary just thought it was better to have less trouble than more.
"This is no small matter. If this matter is not handled properly, anyone will be able to lynch others in the future. How can the security of the village be guaranteed?" Tang Junhe said lightly.
Song Zhi looked at him in surprise, then reacted instantly and said, "That's right. If people can beat others at will, the village will be in chaos. Why don't we just go to the police station and see how they handle it?"
When Wu Caijuan heard that they were going to call the police, her face turned pale with fright and her legs kept shaking.
She was in the wrong in this matter, and if she went to the police station she might be locked up.
When she thought of this, she hurriedly said to the secretary: "Secretary, this is indeed my fault."
She gritted her teeth and said painfully, "I'm willing to pay for the medical expenses. As we agreed before, I'll deduct my work points as compensation."
Compared to going to the police station, these are nothing.
"What about compensation for mental damage?" Song Zhi reminded unhappily.
Wu Caijuan glared at her in dissatisfaction and pinched her palms tightly. This silly girl, will she die if she doesn't talk too much?
"Secretary, you know my family's situation very well. It's really..." She looked at the secretary for help and said miserably.
However, before the village committee secretary could speak, Tang Junhe glanced at Song Zhi calmly, nodded, and said, "Yes, there is also compensation for mental damage."
As soon as Tang Junhe spoke, the village committee secretary's face changed. How could he dare not refuse and agreed immediately.
"Wu Caijuan, you have to bear the consequences of your wrongdoing. These children were frightened like this, you really should compensate them for their mental damage."
Wu Caijuan opened her mouth, but met the secretary's intimidating gaze and could only nod resentfully.
"All right."
The village committee secretary immediately deducted five days' work points from her and distributed them to the three little ones.
Wu Caijuan's face turned pale with pain, but there was nothing she could do. She didn't dare to offend the village committee secretary, and was even more afraid of Tang Junhe, the officer.
He was afraid that if he didn't agree, they would call the police, so he could only agree reluctantly.
With Tang Junhe here, things were handled quickly.
The three little ones got the compensation smoothly.
Song Zhi was a little surprised that Tang Junhe would help, and she looked up at him.
He was still wearing a military uniform today, with an army green school wool coat on the outside and a military cap of the same color. The brim of the cap pressed down his hair, casting a few shadows, making his already sharp facial features even more profound.
Song Zhi's heart moved slightly, and she had to admit that Tang Junhe was indeed an excellent man. He had broad shoulders and a narrow back, and this military uniform seemed to be tailor-made for him. Whenever he appeared, people couldn't take their eyes off him.
Tang Junhe was talking to the village committee secretary, so Song Zhi's gaze was too intense, so he tilted his head to look over here.
Facing each other on all sides, time around them seemed to stand still for a moment.
When Song Zhi suddenly met those eyes as deep as stars, his heartbeat paused and he turned away in embarrassment.
Suddenly a soft female voice came.
"Jun He, why are you here?"
Song Zhi looked up and saw a slender young woman supporting a villager standing not far away.
She was also wearing an army green uniform, and her long, smooth hair hung gently on her shoulders, making her facial features look even more delicate and soft.
She stood there with soft eyes, her skin was fair, and her whole body seemed to be emitting a soft glow.
A name quickly flashed in Song Zhi's mind.
Bai Shengsheng.
She pinched her palms and her eyes sank slightly.
I didn't expect to meet her so soon.
Tang Junhe was also a little surprised when he saw Bai Shengsheng.
“You are…”
"He fell and dislocated his leg, so I helped him fix the bone."
Bai Shengsheng explained with a smile.
The villagers looked at Bai Shengsheng with gratitude and kept thanking her.
"Today, thanks to Comrade Bai, he not only massaged my leg, but also brought me back. Thank you, Comrade Bai."
"It's nothing. When you go back, you must rest well. Don't work in the next few days, otherwise the wound will be agitated and may cause chronic illness." Bai Shengsheng smiled and said it was okay, and gave gentle instructions.
The villagers nodded repeatedly.
After saying goodbye to the injured villager, Bai Shengsheng walked over and looked at Tang Junhe and asked again curiously.
"Jun He, why are you here today?"
Song Zhi looked at the two people standing together. The man was handsome and the woman was gentle as water. They were a perfect match.
Memories of her past life suddenly surged in her mind. She suddenly lowered her head, a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.
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