After listening to their words, Wang Decai shook his head, his eyes narrowed with a calculating look.
"What I mean is to send someone to Chen Feng's family with a message, saying that he drank too much last night and harassed young women and wives on the street."
He was severely beaten, thrown into a ditch, and was found already dead.
"Once Chen Feng is dead, there will be no way to prove anything, and we can rest easy from now on..."
Everyone's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and they nodded repeatedly.
"Brother, your idea is great. It clears you of suspicion and gets the person away at the same time. It's a win-win situation."
"Good tactic. This way, there's no way to prove anything, and even if we report it to the authorities, they won't be able to investigate."
"Yes, yes, this eliminates Chen Feng's threat to us and also saves everyone's jobs. Let's do it this way."
Wang Decai smirked, revealing a smug smile. "Alright, since everyone agrees, let's send someone to deliver a message to his family before he dies!"
Wang Qigui was cunning. He rolled his eyes and chuckled, "Brother, we're not good with words, so it's best if you go there in person."
“Yes, yes, brother, you’re so eloquent. We deal with pots and pans in the kitchen every day, and we can’t speak as fluently as you. What if we say something wrong and get into trouble?” Zhao Tian nodded and agreed.
Wu Shih-jen nodded in agreement, "Yes, De-cai, we need you to step in on this."
“I can go, but I have to make this clear beforehand: we’re all in the same boat now, so we need to keep our mouths shut. If word gets out, it’s a capital offense.”
Wang Decai paused for a moment with a serious expression, then continued,
“I know what you’re thinking right now, but let me tell you, don’t just ignore it. Since you’re involved in this, you’re accomplices, so don’t try to absolve yourselves.”
Hearing him say that, Wang Qi, Zhao Tian, and the others patted their chests repeatedly to assure him.
"Don't worry, bro. We're not related. Who would talk about these things?"
"That's right. Although we're not blood brothers, we're as close as brothers. We would never do something like betraying a friend."
"That's right. If anyone's mouth isn't shut and I, Wang Qi, find out, I'll chop their head off."
"Yes, I cut out his tongue."
Wu Shiren had already thought it through. This whole thing was started by Wang Decai. If it weren't for his bad idea, no one would have died. If they could just get away with it, that would be fine, but if Chen Feng's family reported it to the authorities, he had to protect himself.
Moreover, Shen Yuanze, the county magistrate of Anyang County, is his good friend. If he can get Shen Yuanze to smooth things over, he will surely be treated leniently.
Thinking of this, he gave a fake smile, "De Cai, don't worry, we brothers are all tight-lipped and won't tell anyone. You go to Nanshan Village quickly and tell them to send someone to take this dying man away."
Seeing everyone patting their chests and assuring him, Wang Decai felt relieved. "Then you guys pack up and carry him back to the house. I'll be right back."
Only after Wang Decai got into the carriage did he begin to regret his actions.
He secretly berated himself for bringing up this trivial matter and starting this whole thing. Even if Chen Feng had the ability to go out and work on his own, he wouldn't be the only one starving.
Now look what's happened. He killed the man accidentally. If we really investigate, he bears the greatest responsibility. Those other people would rather cower like turtles.
Fortunately, that kid is about to die. Even if a great immortal were alive now, he couldn't possibly come back to life.
With that thought, the worry in my heart disappeared.
Chen Feng, Chen Feng, don't blame me for being heartless. It's your fault for discovering that I was keeping a mistress and embezzling money from the accounts.
If you don't threaten me, I won't accidentally kill you.
When I get to the underworld, I'll try my best to be reborn into a good family in my next life, and be more careful next time...
******
Nanshan Village.
At the dinner table.
Lin sighed, "Qing'er, your eldest brother is already nineteen. It's not good for him to keep wandering around outside. If you ask me, we should find a matchmaker to arrange a marriage for him, so that he won't be so unruly and forget to come home."
Chen Zhanshan glanced at her and said, "Our eldest son has loved cooking since he was a child. If he doesn't come back, it must be because his cooking skills are not good enough and he wants to learn more. Why are you so busy arranging marriages for him?"
“I’m just worried about him. You know what kind of person Wu Shiren is. He’s stingy and miserly. He doesn’t treat our son like a human being at all. Our family is getting better and better now. Why is he still staying in town doing odd jobs? It would be better if he came back to help Qingya run the sugar mill.”
"You're always holding the child back. Feng'er's dream is to open a restaurant and be the manager herself. What do you have to worry about?"
Chen Qingqing sat at the dining table, listlessly picking at the food in her bowl with her chopsticks.
My older brother promised to come back last night, but he still hasn't returned home. I really don't know why he broke his promise again.
"Mother, don't worry, I'll go to town in a bit. No matter what, I'm going to bring my older brother back today."
Lin really missed her eldest son, her eyes slightly moist. "Your eldest brother is honest and kind. If he doesn't come back, just tell him I'm sick and that if he doesn't come back, he'll never see me again."
Chen Qingqing nodded and stood up. "I'll go to Tangfang first. If Dabao hasn't left, I'll go to town with him."
"Okay, be careful on the road."
Don't worry!
Chen Qingqing turned and walked outside. Just as she reached the gate, she saw a carriage approaching.
A surge of joy filled her heart. Could it be that Chen Feng had returned?
She stood at the door looking around. The carriage got closer and closer, and sure enough, it stopped in front of her house. She quickly took two steps forward.
At this moment, the carriage curtain was lifted, and Wang Decai peeked out. Upon seeing Chen Qingqing, he quickly smiled.
“Miss Chen, it’s so good to see you. Please come with me right away, your brother is in trouble.”
Upon hearing this, Chen Qingqing's heart skipped a beat. She knew Wang Decai was the accountant at Qingshui Restaurant, and she said quickly,
"Mr. Wang, what happened to my brother?"
"Your brother is dying." Wang Decai urged hurriedly without saying more, "Get in the car quickly, I'll explain on the way. If you're late, you won't be able to see your brother one last time."
Chen Qingqing's breath hitched. She couldn't believe Chen Feng was in trouble; she had seen him yesterday morning when she went to retrieve the iron pipes.
Back then, my older brother looked at me with a smile and promised to come home that night.
How could something like this happen after only one night?
No way, my brother will be fine.
However, upon further reflection, she realized that medical technology was limited in this era, and even a minor cold or fever could be fatal. If she were to develop mesenteric torsion, what the ancients called intestinal strangulation, or intestinal abscess, which could indeed be deadly, she dared not delay and quickly jumped onto the carriage.
"Mr. Wang, let's go quickly."
"Alright, Miss Chen, sit tight."
Wang Decai gave an order to the driver, who then turned the cart around and headed towards Qingshui Town...
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