Upon hearing that the mother and child were safe, Wan Guihua was overjoyed and busied herself packing gifts for her eldest son and his wife to return to her parents' home.
After seeing her eldest son and his wife off, Wan Guihua realized that she hadn't delivered the meal yet, so she hurriedly reheated the food and rushed over.
They happened to see Zhao Qianjin and Widow Zhang sneaking up the back wall of the cowshed.
Wan Guihua hurriedly threw down the food she was holding and went to arrest the person.
The two, already feeling guilty, were truly terrified by Wan Guihua's shout.
At this moment, Zhao Qianjin had already climbed onto the wall and was struggling to pull Zhang the widow up. At Zhang the widow's feet was a little girl clinging to her leg, crying and begging Zhang the widow not to go. She had no father and didn't want to lose her mother too.
Seeing Zhang Chunzhi crying miserably, Wan Guihua's anger flared even more. She held onto the widow Zhang tightly and shouted for help loudly.
At this time, there were many people going up and down the mountain, and the cowshed was located at the foot of the mountain, so Wan Guihua's shout attracted quite a few people.
By the time Zhao Qianjin on the wall realized what was happening and tried to run, it was too late. He was knocked down from the cowshed by people coming down from the mountain with bamboo poles, and then caught red-handed by the people inside the cowshed.
The two were beaten when they were caught last time, and this time they were caught again after trying to escape, so the villagers were not going to let them off the hook.
Although the Zhang family were also outsiders, Widow Zhang was a woman who married into the family, and Zhang Chengqian was a martyr, which brought honor to the Qingshan Brigade.
The villagers were even more ruthless this time when they saw Zhao Qianjin and his mother, who had failed to escape, and the two men were beaten to death by the angry villagers if the brigade leader hadn't arrived in time.
When the brigade leader arrived, Zhao Qianjin was already unable to get up, and Widow Zhang's face was covered in blood. If Zhang Chunzhi hadn't been protecting her, preventing the villagers from attacking her, her injuries might not have been any less severe than Zhao Qianjin's.
Shen Baogen never expected that his plan to delay for a few days until he finished the meeting in town today would lead to this whole mess.
Now that the brigade has been recognized as an advanced brigade, he no longer needs to hold back in dealing with these two people. He directly ordered them to be escorted to the brigade headquarters and notified the entire village to prepare for a criticism meeting.
The Qingshan Brigade hadn't seen such a lively scene in many years, so everyone naturally followed the escorting team to the brigade headquarters with great enthusiasm.
Chen Shuning was naturally not left out of such a lively event, but he didn't just rush off without a care in the world. Instead, he went back to his home in the educated youth compound, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and a small stool, locked the door, and then pulled He Chaoyang toward the brigade headquarters.
Looking at the energetic little girl, He Chaoyang could already imagine what it would be like after the two of them got married, with the little girl and her mother sitting on small stools watching the excitement.
Yes, that's right. He Chaoyang's mother, Ms. Wu Jinghua, has a great love for watching excitement.
I remember once when Ms. Wu took him and his brother to Shanghai to visit their maternal grandparents, they encountered two groups of people fighting as soon as they got off the train.
As a result, Ms. Wu completely forgot that she had two children with her, and squeezed into the crowd to watch the excitement with her luggage.
If he and his brother hadn't been quick-witted and gone directly to the police station at the train station when they couldn't find their mother, he might be living as someone else's son in some remote mountain village right now.
His mother received a good lecture from his grandparents who came to pick her up at the station because of this, but it's not something that can be changed overnight.
This means that Ms. Wu Jinghua still enjoys watching the excitement as much as ever.
He finally understood his father's feelings; well, what could he do? He just liked it.
It's just watching the show, right? It's not like we're doing anything wrong, so we'll just go along with it.
When the two arrived at the brigade headquarters, many villagers were already standing there.
Zhao Qianjin and Widow Zhang were now kneeling on the high platform with their hands and feet tied behind their backs, and heavy wooden plaques with the words "broken shoes" and their names written on them hung around their necks.
It wasn't until now that Chen Shuning learned that Widow Zhang's real name was Liu Cuifen.
The little girl who had just exchanged her cookies with Aunt Zhang was now being held in Aunt Zhang's arms and dragged out of the crowd.
Despite her slender appearance, the little girl was surprisingly strong. Even Aunt Zhang, who was used to farm work, couldn't pull her out in a short time.
The little girl didn't say anything, she just stared intently at the high platform, trying her best to break free from Aunt Zhang's restraints and run towards the platform.
In the end, it was an older woman nearby who helped drag the person away.
From the people talking nearby, Chen Shuning learned that the little girl's name was Zhang Chunzhi, and that she was Liu Cuifen's daughter.
It's pitiful to think about the little girl. She lost her father when she was very young, and now it seems that she will lose her mother as well.
Chen Shuning found a seat near the front, put down a small stool and sat down to wait for the denunciation meeting to begin. He Chaoyang sat next to Chen Shuning.
The two had just sat down when someone sat down next to Chen Shuning. Chen Shuning turned around and saw that it was someone he knew.
Liu Guihua only realized that the person next to her was Chen Shuning after she sat down.
Just as he was about to habitually utter a few sarcastic remarks, he remembered the suffering he had endured at the hands of this little girl—she had spent a whole month shoveling pig manure.
Later, she heard that even the toughest guys in the village, who were even more formidable than her, hadn't gotten the slightest advantage over this girl. So, she decided to give up, pursed her lips sheepishly, moved her little stool to the side, and then turned her gaze toward the high platform.
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