The director of the Revolutionary Committee moved a stool and sat on the car, shouting through a loud speaker.
"Neighbors around here, all of them came out to see what was going on."
"Today is the parade of eight prisoners including Yang Zhong and Li Yuhua. They are extremely evil, have committed serious crimes, and have committed many evil deeds. Not only did they have promiscuous relationships with men and women, they also colluded with each other to steal the property of their relatives and intended to murder them. They are also murderers. They were caught in the act by our comrades, which saved the people's property, prevented the harm, and protected the lives of the people. They are now paraded through the streets for public display and will be shot!"
After giving a sample, the director handed the loudspeaker in his hand to his comrades, who shouted out the speech in an endless loop to create a good atmosphere.
Everyone who heard it ran out, throwing stones and mud in agitation.
There were even some uncivilized people who brought urinals and shit basins to throw urine and shit.
The director was almost fainted by the stench while sitting in the car, but he didn't want to affect the mood of the people, so he blocked his nose, put something in front of himself, and let the people below do what they wanted.
Seeing that the director didn't care, everyone got excited and started doing things.
All kinds of shit and urine came out, but the amount was not much.
When they arrived near the execution ground, they passed by a member's house that was feeding pigs. Yang Mumu gave them two fruit candies and lent them a dung bucket and some manure.
She carried a load of manure and poured it over the eight people, drenching them from head to toe. They were completely transformed into eight manure stirring sticks covered in shit standing there.
"You black-hearted people, I was so good to you, I trusted you so much, but you all schemed against me. Ah, I'm going to splash you to death."
The onlookers were all stunned and silent for a moment. They were all small-time scum. After they realized what was happening, many of them excitedly shouted to Yang Mumu:
"Mumu, pour more, pour more, I'll help you pour it."
Everyone was happily rushing towards the pit. The director of the Revolutionary Committee saw this and was very good at meeting everyone's needs. He immediately ordered everyone to stop and let everyone splash as much as they wanted.
He shouted to everyone, "Don't fill too much. Just pick four buckets. Friends in the cooperative should keep some for planting in their own plots."
The members knew what these criminals had done and were very righteous. They waved their hands and said, "Thank you, Director. I have a lot of manure at home. If it's not enough, I have my grandmother's and uncle's manure. Feel free to use it."
But the people were very obedient and only filled 4 barrels.
"Oh, how stinky!"
Director Liu fanned himself, then got out of the car, stood happily beside the four-way dung bucket, and took a dung scoop and scooped it at each of the eight people.
Others lined up to throw the manure until all the manure was thrown away.
Li Yuhua was still confused and full of hatred. She couldn't understand why she had become like this.
Weren't they discussing a plan this morning? How did they get mixed up again and were caught in the act? What's going on? As soon as I woke up, I was at the parade scene and saw the photo. Didn’t that bitch Yang Mumu burn the thing in her hand? How come there are so many photos?
No matter what, all this is Yang Mumu's fault. If it weren't for her, so many things wouldn't have happened, and she wouldn't have ended up like this.
Li Yuhua glared at Yang Mumu fiercely.
Yang Mumu responded by throwing a bucket of feces at her.
Yang Zhong hated it even more. Logically, he should have gotten everything, but the fact turned out that all the family property was given to Yang Mumu, and the other party even cheated him. They didn't even have a chance to defend themselves before it turned out like this. Why?
He should have been more ruthless at the beginning and killed him directly, then all these things would not have happened. He regretted not doing it.
In response, Yang Zhaodi ran out from the crowd, poured the last big spoonful, looked at her father with feces hanging in the middle, and laughed heartily.
"Dad, you have come to this day too. You didn't expect that I would be able to live well in the future, but you would have to go to hell. I tell you, it was me who reported you. I was the one watching you from behind. I secretly collected evidence against you, just waiting for the day when I could send you to hell. Haha, I did it, I did it. And your favorite Yang Jinbao didn't care whether you lived or died, and avoided you like the plague. This is all your retribution, retribution, hahaha—"
Yang Zhong had just gotten up from the ground when he heard Yang Zhaodi's words. He was so angry that his heart was blocked by feces. His eyes rolled back and he fainted.
The director got in the car and calmly shouted, "It's time to go over and execute the sentence. Let's go."
**
“Bang!”
After the gunshots, eight criminals fell to the ground, making them pay the price for what they had done.
The sound of gunfire was deafening, and the people watching the execution nearby remembered it deeply.
Yang Zhaodi stared blankly ahead, her eyes moist and red, with a relieved smile on her face.
Yang Mumu withdrew his gaze indifferently and walked back.
When they arrived at the door of her house, Yang Zhaodi ran over and bowed to her sincerely.
"Mu Mu, I know it's no use saying sorry again. I signed up my mother, my brother, and myself to go to the countryside. I will atone for my sins with my actions in the future. Thank you for saving me. Thank you!"
After saying that, Yang Zhaodi stuffed something into her hand and ran away.
When Yang Mumu opened it, she saw a new shirt made by Yang Zhaodi herself, and an apology letter inside.
She shrugged, put it in her space after reading it, and then she made four banners by herself, wrote two thank-you letters and left.
Yang Mumu asked Aunt Wang and Aunt Qian for help, and they delivered the banner and letter of thanks to the Revolutionary Committee with drums and gongs, followed by a group of onlookers.
"Comrade, we are here to express our gratitude to Director Liu. Thank you for standing up for the people and saving my life. You are our people's eternal supporter."
Aunt Wang agreed cheerfully, "Yes, yes, Director Liu is a good director who does practical things for us."
"Wait a minute, I'll call someone for you." The receptionist didn't dare to wait a moment and went to call someone for her.
Director Liu, who was in the office, heard the gong sound and stood at the door of the office, quietly looking out. He found out that someone was coming to thank him, and when he heard the compliments, his face was about to break with smile. When he saw the clerk running over, he straightened his collar and returned to his seat to sit and wait.
He thought to himself that Comrade Yang Mumu was a good comrade. He remembered that the child had been registered to go to the countryside, so he gave a heads up to his subordinates and asked them to take better care of him, so as not to disappoint such a good comrade.
Why hasn't he come yet? Xiao Wu runs too slowly. He needs to exercise his legs more. Otherwise, if anything big happens in the future, he will definitely be late.
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