Old Mrs. Tian was stunned for a moment and then sat down on the ground.
"You bullied us, an orphan and a widow. We have no way to survive. Jingzhi was my life, and now he has been killed by you. All of you will not die a good death."
The village chief looked at her coldly and didn't let anyone come forward.
"Everyone, get busy. Don't you want to work? Isn't it nice to earn money to exchange for food? What's so good about watching an old woman rolling around? You're old and you're not ashamed. If you have the ability, don't get up today. Although Wangshan Village is not big, you can lie down as you like. If you can't lie down anywhere, there is still the mountain behind. It's such a big mountain, you can do whatever you want."
Everyone originally wanted to watch the fun, but when they thought of the goods that had just been pulled in, they handed the money and cornmeal in their hands to the man for safekeeping and rushed in to get to work.
Do one more thing and it’s two cents!
As a result, only Old Mrs. Tian was left lying in the yard.
It's become a joke!
She couldn't swallow this insult. She rolled her triangular eyes and rushed directly to the thread cutting room, grabbed a few pieces of clothes and hugged them in her arms.
No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't pull it out, and they didn't dare to force it for fear of damaging the clothes.
"Sister-in-law, what are you doing?" The village chief's wife was so angry that her face turned blue, but she still tried her best to control her temper.
"All you do is bully others. You're not afraid of choking to death while eating that food. You're completely devoid of conscience! I'm telling you, if you don't let my mother and I have a good life, then no one else will have a good life!"
Old Mrs. Tian held on to a few pieces of clothing tightly, and her snot and tears were all over them, showing her shamelessness to the extreme.
Everyone's face changed.
The master said during the training: If the clothes are damaged, you have to pay for it.
These clothes are damaged, and the cost of this batch of goods may not be enough to compensate for it!
For a moment, everyone stopped working and ran over to grab the old lady, "Put down your clothes, you are going out here to make a living, don't delay us from making money, you are really a bad guy, let go!"
Old Mrs. Tian refused to let go and looked like she was determined to fight to the death.
However, since it involves interests, everyone certainly cannot let Old Lady Tian do whatever she wants. Just as everyone was pulling at her clothes, Li Qiuju arrived.
"Let go!" She grabbed Mrs. Tian's hair and pulled hard.
Old Mrs. Tian let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered, but she still held on to the clothes without letting go.
"Let go! If you dare to touch these clothes, you'll be making trouble for our entire village. If the factory asks for compensation, we'll sell everything we have at home to make up for it! Even if you die, your son will still make up for it, unless your family is extinct!"
Li Qiuju has never lost even when it comes to throwing tantrums and playing dirty!
What's more, compared to her, Old Mrs. Tian's small body was like carrying a chick. If there weren't so many people between them, she could have picked her up and turned her around a few times.
"Li Qiuju, you filthy, rotten-hearted pig-woman! You'll never have a good death for bullying an old man! Before dawn tomorrow, I'll go to Xishan with an iron basin and call out your name. I curse your entire family to a bad death!"
There are some old traditions in the countryside.
Some people do all kinds of evil and bully men and women. Those who are bullied can take an iron basin and walk west before dawn, accusing the other party of their evil deeds as they walk, hoping that the King of Hell will take the evildoers away and bring justice to everyone.
It has more of a superstitious tone and is also a way to vent against evildoers.
But after a long time, some people become like Old Lady Tian, the evil ones who complain first!
"Bah! I'll go there in the middle of the night and send you away first! Do you think I was scared? People like you will be the first to be taken away if you bang the pot." Li Qiuju cursed loudly. Many people cursed her, but they all cursed her behind her back.
Old lady Tian is the first one who is so blatant and points at her nose and scolds her!
She couldn't swallow this anger.
Old Mrs. Tian is not a pushover either. Her pair of inverted triangle eyes are particularly sharp, and she is never someone to be trifled with!
Li Qiuju pulled his hair and scolded him, and he got angry. He held his clothes in one hand and curled up his five fingers with the other hand, scratching everywhere with his hard nails, whoever he caught. The village head's wife wanted to separate them, so she rushed to the front and was grabbed by Old Lady Tian's claw, and five blood marks immediately appeared on her face.
"Ouch!" The village chief's wife screamed in pain and stepped back. For a moment, no one dared to step forward and could only criticize Old Lady Tian one after another.
Old Mrs. Tian doesn't care about this. Things have come to this point. She will never give up if she doesn't get something good today, especially she wants to know the whereabouts of her son!
"Those I catch have done evil. Those who have seen blood have done too many bad things. You two have been greedy for things from the village for many years. Don't think I don't know. You are completely devoid of conscience and you will not die a good death!"
Old Mrs. Tian has no way of restraining herself and is rather shameless.
If you get caught by her, not only will others suffer, but she will also slander you. She has no idea what shame is!
The village chief's wife is also a girl in the village. The villagers are either elders or brothers and sisters. Although they are a little selfish occasionally, they ultimately hope that everyone can live a good life. When she was scolded by Old Lady Tian, she immediately became angry.
"Sister-in-law, you have to make this clear. You can't just open your mouth and spew shit and bite people! Everyone in our village knows what kind of person you are. You've bullied Wang Xiaohong and her daughter for so many years, and now you've forced them away. Why do you want to step on everyone you see? Do you think everyone is a soft persimmon? If you can't afford to pay for the damage to this dress, you can go and accompany your son.
What kind of good son do you think you have? Let me tell you right now, your unruly son went and beat up Wang Xiaohong and was locked up by the police station. He has no money, so he can just stay there. These few clothes are not a big deal.
"...What did you say?" Old Mrs. Tian was shocked.
Originally, she didn't want to tell Mrs. Tian about Tian Jingzhi's situation. She just wanted to lock him up for a few days to make him behave himself and then release him. However, Mrs. Tian's increasingly outrageous behavior made it obvious that she deserved to be punished just like her son!
"Didn't you hear me? Your son is locked up, and he can't get out without 60 yuan. You scratched me today, and I can let you off for the sake of our village, but you have to pay for Fuhua to disinfect and apply medicine. And if you damage this clothing, the villagers might not get paid for a month. You have to compensate them first, otherwise you can forget about doing this job."
What the village head's wife said was very serious.
Everyone started to attack the old lady again. Li Qiuju simply pulled out a bunch of Old Lady Tian's hair with force.
Old Mrs. Tian howled in pain and let go of her clothes. Someone immediately tried to grab them, but Old Mrs. Tian instinctively grabbed them and pulled them hard.
Sizzle——
The clothes were torn!
“…” Everyone was stunned, staring at the torn clothes, motionless.
Old Mrs. Tian was also dumbfounded. She had no intention of taking action, but seeing those people snatching, she felt as if her things were being taken away. A surge of blood rushed to her head, and she didn't care about anything else and just grabbed the clothes -
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