No matter how serious the fight is, as long as you can still eat, it proves that the problem is not serious.
Song Yuehua separated two pieces of tofu and said, "Make some stewed tofu for dinner."
"Are you going back at night?" Zhou Xiaohu asked.
Song Yuehua nodded, and Zhou Xiaohu asked, "Should the bean curd be stewed or with meat?"
"Let's stew it."
Just as the two were discussing how to stew tofu, there was a knock on the gate.
Song Yuehua went over to open the door, and when she opened it, she saw a skinny child standing outside.
"Does Lawyer Zhang live here?" the child looked up and asked.
Before Song Yuehua could speak, Zhang Rushan patted her shoulder and stuck his head out, "It's me. What's up?"
When the child saw him, his mouth pursed up, and he looked like he was about to cry. "I heard from Gou Yazi that you specialize in redressing grievances. My mother was beaten by the yamen runners, and you helped her redress her grievances."
Zhang Rushan looked at the child and asked, "How old are you?"
"Six years old."
Zhang Rushan was speechless for a moment.
Song Yuehua invited the person in and asked what was going on, so as to break the deadlock between Zhang's father and son.
The child's name was Xu Ji. Before the drought, the family of three lived a pretty good life by doing some small business.
But due to the drought in recent years, business could not be done and the family of three became refugees.
His father was beaten to death for stealing food, leaving only the mother and son to depend on each other at home.
Yesterday, Xu Ji's mother stole some vegetable dumplings from a vendor's stall. The yamen runners, who usually didn't care much about the matter, somehow got so caught up in the matter that they chased her home.
The food had been eaten up long ago, and there was not a penny left in the house. The yamen runners slapped his mother more than a dozen times in front of him.
While beating him, he also cursed, "It's because of bastards like you that everyone's life is miserable. You are simply the black sheep of the herd!"
Xu Ji's cheeks were sunken, and his lips were pale and trembling. "Lawyer Zhang, my mother is not a bad apple. She stole because I was hungry. My mother... my mother is a good person..."
Song Yuehua poured a glass of water and handed it to Xu Ji.
Zhang Erniu coughed hard at the side, and Zhang Rushan sighed, "Xu Ji, do you know that I charge money for this?"
"I know," Xu Ji said seriously, "Can I buy on credit first?"
Zhang Rushan, "..."
Song Yuehua asked, "How do you want to redress the injustice? Or do you just want to vent your anger? Do you want to fight back against the yamen runner, or ask the county magistrate to beat that man with a stick?"
Xu Ji was obviously confused and said timidly, "I just, just...my mother is not a bad person..."
"If that's the case, you don't need to find a lawyer," Song Yuehua said, "just believe that your mother is a good person, isn't that enough?"
"But everyone says that the yamen runner is a good man, a great judge..."
Xu Ji clenched his fists tightly, tears streaming down his face. "How could a great judge hit my mother? How could he say that my mother was a bad person? My mother is not..."
It turns out that this is where the problem lies.
Zhang Rushan sighed and said, "Let's go, I'll go see which yamen runner it is."
“Like a mountain!”
Zhang Erniu pulled the man aside and whispered, "If you really want to be a master, I don't care, but what are you trying to do? His mother stole something and was only slapped in the face. Do you really want to offend the yamen runners by standing up for him?"
"Don't worry, Dad. I won't offend anyone," Zhang Rushan said, "I just want to help this kid."
Zhang Erniu said, "With your heart, you still want to be a master? Open the door. There are poor people outside. Can you help them?"
"Dad, it's very uncomfortable to have no one to turn to and no one to appeal to. I've experienced it, and you've experienced it too."
After Zhang Rushan said this, Zhang Erniu was stunned.
Seeing Zhang Rushan taking Xu Ji away, Zhang Erniu stomped his feet and followed them.
Song Yuehua also wanted to meet this yamen runner and avoid him when she saw him in the future.
After taking two steps, Song Yuehua ran back and said to Zhou Xiaohu, "I'm not going back tonight. I'll stew some tofu and put some meat in it."
"Well……"
Zhou Xiaohu wanted to ask her more questions when he saw Song Yuehua running away.
"What are you doing here?" Zhang Rushan looked at the two people who followed him. His father couldn't say anything, but Song Yuehua could always say it.
Song Yuehua said, "Learn more."
Zhang Rushan, "..."
After searching around the county town, they saw a group of yamen runners sitting together in Zui Xiang Fang. Some of them had their legs resting on stools, drinking and bragging.
"Who beat your mother?" Zhang Rushan asked.
Xu Ji whispered in his ear, "The one sitting at a table by himself."
Zhang Rushan squinted his eyes and looked for a while before he saw a young runner behind a group of runners. He was young, had a serious face, was sitting upright and drinking tea.
"Oh, I recognize him," Zhang Rushan said with a snort of laughter, "This man's name is Wu Zheng, he has just been a yamen runner for a short time, and he is full of vigor and vitality."
Song Yuehua took a look and saw that the yamen runner seemed to be out of tune with his colleagues who were drinking and laughing next to him. Even from a distance, she could see the arrogance in this man.
Zhang Rushan put his hand on Xu Ji's shoulder and said, "I tell you, this man is a very stupid person. What he said doesn't mean anything, and what he did doesn't mean anything either. Do you know that?"
"But everyone says he is a great judge." Xu Ji still didn't understand.
Zhang Rushan stood up helplessly, walked to the side, stared at Zui Xiang Fang for a while, and called Song Yuehua over, "Do me a favor."
After listening to Zhang Rushan's plan, Song Yuehua asked with a smile, "A child won't be able to figure it out in a short time, so why bother with so much thought?"
Zhang Rushan said with a proud look, "I am a scholar, so my consciousness is naturally different from that of ordinary people like you."
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