The villagers watched Jiang Tietou and his group warily, subtly distancing themselves from them to avoid being targeted by them as well.
The village chief stared at Jiang Tietou and his group with an ambiguous look until he saw cold sweat dripping from their foreheads, then he looked away.
He announced loudly, "Since the three thieves have not yet been caught, please keep your doors locked and be vigilant at night to prevent thieves from climbing over the walls and stealing things."
Upon hearing this, some villagers shifted their gaze to Jiang Tietou and his group, then subtly moved a few steps away from them.
"Alright, that's all for now. If anyone has any leads on the thief, please let me know. If the thief is found to be from Dashui Village, he will be expelled from the village and handed over to the authorities."
As he spoke, the village chief glanced at Jiang Tietou and his group a few times, seemingly casually.
"Yes, village chief," the villagers replied in unison.
After the village chief finished speaking about his important matters, he waved his hand, signaling the villagers to disperse on their own.
Jiang Tietou, Jiang Dali, and the others breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
They were terrified; they thought they'd been discovered.
However, Jiang Daniu scratched his head and asked in confusion, "Dad, why are they looking at us like that? Their gazes are a bit strange."
Jiang Tietou was in excruciating pain all over his body, so he couldn't care less about anything else. He was still holding a grudge against his eldest son, Jiang Daniu, for punching him hard.
Even though it was for serious business, why did he feel that this kid was doing it on purpose?
He said irritably, "How should I know? Let them think what they want. They're not going to eat us anyway, so why should we care!"
hiss--
Let him suffer to death.
*
Jiang Wanwan and her family all returned home with stern faces and solemn expressions.
Once inside the courtyard and after closing their own yards, each of them performed the amazing skill of Sichuan opera face-changing.
"Hehe, our plan can be considered a success, right?" Grandma Jiang rubbed her hands together, grinning from ear to ear.
"It's a success. Now the villagers probably suspect Jiang Tietou and his gang. We have to thank Grandma and everyone else for their full cooperation. Now it's Jiang Tietou and his gang's turn to perform." Jiang Wanwan smiled, her eyes and brows full of joy.
"Hehehe, Jiang Tietou really went all out. He actually let Jiang Dali and the others beat him up. Tsk tsk, look at his eyes, they're swollen up to the size of walnuts, and his mouth, he even had a tooth knocked out. Tsk, judging from his injuries, Jiang Dali and the others must have used a lot of force."
"Who can disagree? I feel sorry for them."
After a heated discussion, Old Mrs. Jiang sent everyone in the Jiang family off to have breakfast.
"Go eat breakfast quickly, there's some millet porridge in the pot, eat quickly and get back to work."
Upon hearing that they could finally have breakfast, a large group of people headed towards the main room.
To be honest, after all that commotion and effort last night, I'm starving now.
After breakfast, everyone in the Jiang family went about their assigned tasks.
......
Five days passed in the blink of an eye. During this time, Jiang Wanwan shuttled between Dashui Village and Laifu Restaurant. In the morning, she made mosquito coils, and in the afternoon, she went to the town to guide Chef Li in practicing cooking. Soon, the day to deliver the goods to Boss Bai arrived.
Bai Zhanfei ordered over 35,000 rolls of mosquito coils, a quantity far beyond what her own oxcart could transport. Therefore, she arranged with Uncle Zhong the night before to hire his oxcart for half a day for 30 coins.
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