Upon hearing that compensation was required, the woman who had just claimed her child was still young refused to accept it.
"He led the fight, so why should we have to pay compensation as well?"
I'm not doing it. Whoever started it should pay the price.
Don't come to my house, I have no money.
The child he pointed at looked panicked and his eyes darted around in fear.
He looked around, both hoping his father would come and hoping he wouldn't.
Knowing his father's temper, if he knew that he was the one who started this, he would beat him to death or at least make him suffer terribly.
His father was also his pillar of support and his reliance.
If he came, he wouldn't be so afraid.
Some parents of older children nodded in agreement, echoing the sentiment:
Compensation is a must.
They have no objection to how much compensation they receive.
They also believed that the village chief would not ask for an exorbitant price.
Even some of the stingiest women nodded in agreement.
After all, Yuan Ping'an was already lying there.
Although he hadn't woken up, the rise and fall of his little belly proved that he was still breathing.
This child was beaten like this; who would let it go?
If it were them, they probably would have already started tearing each other apart.
The only ones who haven't agreed yet are the families of that burly kid and the kid who's leading the group.
Just as the village chief was thinking about how to persuade them, the two children's father arrived.
First, they asked about the situation.
The father of the boy who was leading the group didn't say anything, but glared fiercely at his bratty son.
It did not flare up on the spot.
He nodded and said he would definitely compensate, and that he absolutely had to compensate.
Ask the village chief how much compensation is needed, and they will not hesitate to answer.
That big, burly kid was in trouble.
Some outspoken rich people even said that his son was unfilial and that he was a traitor.
He actually kicked his mother in front of so many people.
When this grows up, it'll definitely get a beating.
Everyone knows what peanuts are.
Even children know this.
So I'm still quite afraid of this word.
The child's father, though not very tall, was quite sturdy.
He grabbed the child and gave him a good beating.
Although the child was big and burly, almost as tall as his father.
He even dared to hit his mother in front of so many people.
But in front of his father, he was just a little chick.
He let his father grab him and beat him all he wanted.
He was beaten until he screamed and cried, too scared to say anything, all he could do was cry.
He even looked at his mother with teary eyes.
His eyes were full of pleading, begging his mother to stop his father from hitting him!
It hurts, it really hurts.
How could his mother dare to stop his father?
His father was the absolute boss at home.
He also has a rather irritable temper.
He's a skilled worker both on and off the mountain, and he also frequently goes hunting in the mountains.
Just look at his muscular physique; you can tell he's very strong.
Otherwise, how could he keep his wife and son in check?
After beating the child, he kicked him again without even breaking a sweat, and said to the village chief:
"Village chief, how much compensation do you want? We all agree."
"These kids were definitely in the wrong today, and we have nothing to say about that."
Then he said to Yuan's mother, "Auntie, I'm sorry."
You are also thinking of us villagers, encouraging us to raise rabbits to make money.
I never expected it would cause you trouble.
I'm so sorry.
Look, look at this person, he's quite reasonable.
Actually, this man is very clever.
The other child was lying there after being beaten.
If he dares to continue causing trouble, his family might be the ones to suffer.
Who doesn't know who Yuan Shitou is?
Not only does he know martial arts, but he is also very strong.
Not only did he frequently go hunting in the mountains, but his aggressive nature was also not to be underestimated.
Don't be fooled by his quiet standing there.
Who knows what he's thinking?
Everyone in the village knows how much he cherishes Yuan Ping'an.
If you don't make him feel uncomfortable, he might secretly kill his child without anyone knowing.
Those thugs from Old Wolf Village, everyone says they died because they were unlucky, and that they were punished by heaven.
He doesn't believe it.
Who is Yuan Shitou?
Although he is two years older than him, you could say they grew up together since childhood.
How could one not know that Yuan Shitou was a ruthless man?
So he has to bleed money today, and he also has to show a good attitude.
Hearing him say that, the village chief turned his gaze to Xiao Xiao.
I'd like to ask her how she should compensate me?
She blinked her small eyes: "How about this?"
Let's wait until Ping An wakes up and see how serious his injuries are.
If it's not heavy, then just give me a token amount.
If it's heavy..."
He didn't continue speaking.
Then he patted Yuan Ping'an and shouted:
"Peace, peace."
Yuan Ping'an remained silent.
Then Xiaoxiao reached out and pressed his philtrum.
After pressing for a while, Yuan Pingan slowly opened his eyes.
Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly fell back into his mother's arms with a "hiss".
Yuan's mother was too exhausted from crying. When she saw her grandson wake up, she quickly reached out and touched his bruised face.
"My peace! My poor child."
You must take good care of yourself, don't give birth to a baby.
Yuan Ping'an stretched out his small, blood-stained hand, grasped his mother's fingers, and squeezed them.
Mother Yuan immediately understood.
This child is usually very smart.
Although she didn't know what he was up to, she was certain the child was alright.
Now it's Xiaoxiao's turn to perform.
She asked softly, "Ping An, how are you feeling right now?"
Where does it hurt? Tell everyone.
There's no doctor in the village, and you can't ride in an oxcart, so we can't take you down the mountain to find a doctor.
"I'll have your uncle go to the hospital to get you some medicine in a bit."
Yuan Ping'an nodded gently, and tears immediately streamed down his face.
"Auntie, it hurts so much."
My whole body aches, inside and out.
Xiao Xiao reached out and pinched his arm, then his leg.
She was afraid that her child's bones might become dislocated.
I squeezed it twice and found no problems, so I breathed a sigh of relief.
I gently pressed his stomach and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Yuan Ping'an blinked and cried, "It hurts, it hurts."
Xiao Xiao pressed down on his chest again: "Does it hurt?"
Yuan Ping'an hissed, "It hurts, it hurts so much."
Xiao Ba turned to the village chief and said, "Uncle Village Chief, the child's arms and legs are fine, there's no misalignment."
But he suffered internal injuries, and they were quite severe.
As you just saw, he was in pain even when I touched him very lightly.
What should we do?
So the village chief gritted his teeth and said, "You children who hit people, each of you should give them ten yuan as compensation."
"You who led the charge should pay 20."
Everyone's mouths dropped open when they heard it was 10 yuan.
Ten yuan is nothing in the new era, but here, money is spent in increments of one cent and one mao, so it's a huge sum.
They all looked at each other and then fell silent.
At first, those women thought that at worst they would only have to pay three or five yuan in compensation, which wasn't a big deal.
Who told their kid to be so impulsive and beat someone up like that?
They were surprised to have to pay ten yuan in compensation and looked at the village chief with some hesitation.
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