Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3210 Uncontrollable (two more)

"But, if you, Uncle Zhenbang, don't give an explanation, the people from the Li Family Village won't leave," Yang Huazhong said.

"Your little grandpa wants us to come up with ideas, saying that we can't write two Yang characters in one stroke. Uncle Zhenbang is stubborn, so we can't just stand by and watch. Our old Yang family is all prosperous, all prosperous, all damaged, and so on. , I don't even know how to answer the conversation!" Yang Huazhong said again.

Old Yang took a few puffs of dry tobacco and smiled wryly.

"I'm just such a half-brother, and Zhenbang is my serious nephew. If I can help, will I not help?" Old Yang said.

"Last time, we had trouble with Feng Zhi and the Lin family. The Lin family came to find fault. We all went to help. We spared no effort." The old man continued.

"At first, I thought that Zhenbang changed his mind, and finally understood the difficulty of his parents. We are also willing to help him, so that he will not be trampled by his husband's family,"

"I didn't expect that his nature would not change, and he would get worse."

"Although Fengzhi's life was not taken away by him before, he has an inescapable responsibility."

"This time, the death of the old lady in Lijia Village was really caused by him alone. And those who were poisoned in our village, all these must be blamed on him."

"How can we help after such a big disaster?"

"It's time to help, we reminded us before the incident happened, the table was overturned, and the rice was burned. We really have done our best! If Grandpa Qing'er complains, there is nothing we can do!"...

Yang Zhenbang stayed in hiding and never returned to the village.

The Li family put on a look that they would rather let the old lady's body rot in the main room of the little old Yangtou's house than leave.

Clothed in linen and filial piety, stuck in the yard, crying and shouting, the little old man Yangtou and the old lady are simply not living a human life.

The partial student Yang Zhenbang escaped and never returned to the village.

The villagers in the village who were vomiting and diarrhea also ran to Xiao Lao Yangtou's house to make a fuss, demanding that Yang Zhenbang pay for it!

Little Old Yangtou's house was extremely lively.

Little Lao Yang was an old man, and for the sake of his son, he had no choice but to kneel down, beg for mercy, and say good things to those people in Lijia Village.

But his mother is dead, even if Lao Yang knocks his head to pieces, he will not be able to withdraw from this matter.

After two days of tossing like this, the body of the old lady of the Li family began to emit a strange smell.

The little old Yangtou was about to be driven crazy, so he once again bit the bullet and came to Lao Yangtou for help.

"Brother, it's not that the older brother won't help you. This time, it's about the people. Brother doesn't have that much face!"

Little old Yang muttered, "The third child is Li Zheng, and the father of Zhuangyuan Lang..."

Old Yang was really unhappy when he heard this.

The younger brother kisses, and the nephew also kisses.

But in front of his son and grandson, there is no comparison.

"Zhenbang is confused, why are you talking nonsense?" Old Yangtou tapped the knuckles of his fingers on the table and asked the little old Yangtou with a surprised face.

"My cousin killed people by selling poisonous rice, and asked Li Zheng's cousin to force him? He even moved out the nephew of the champion man. If people find out about this, they will say that our old Yang family is bullying others and disregarding human lives!"

"The third child has been Lizheng for so many years, he has worked hard without complaint, everyone respects him, and he has a good reputation."

"Ten years of hard work in Da'an, he finally won the first prize. Now it's just a fame, and the court hasn't given him an official position yet,"

"Moving Lao San and Daan out, you are making it difficult for Lao San and ruining Daan's future. How can you say such a thing?"

Old Yangtou questioned heartbrokenly, which made little old Yangtou feel so ashamed that he wished to stick his head in his crotch.

The old man was in tears, and said: "Brother, it's because I have no way to teach my son. Since I was a child, I have praised Zhenbang for his flexible mind and his ability to drill camps."

"When he was running in crooked ways, I turned a blind eye and closed my eyes, thinking that as long as I can make money, I am a real talent,"

"I was wrong, I was really wrong. Now that I want to discipline him, his wings are hardened, so he won't be disciplined by me at all..."

"Grandpa, please forgive me for speaking bluntly." Yang Ruoqing walked in, interrupting little old Yang's crying.

"When things have come to this point, no matter how soft-hearted you are, you can't protect them anymore," she said.

"Uncle Zhenbang doesn't care about the situation of you and little grandma at all. When he got into trouble, he hid outside and still lived happily, leaving the mess to you. If that's the case, you don't need to run around for him anymore."

"Simply ask the Li family to send Mrs. Li's body to Uncle Zhenbang's own big yard in the town. This is the only way to force him to show up and give everyone an explanation," she said.

"Well, I want to say what Qing girl said, and I mean the same thing." Old Yang quickly expressed his opinion.

Little old Yang looked distressed, "Zhenbang's yard in the town is newly built, and letting Mrs. Li's body pass by, isn't that just looking for bad luck?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "There is a grievance and a debtor. People die because of him. Compared with his bad luck, it is really sad when someone dies. Uncle Zhenbang is so selfish and cold-blooded that I am speechless. "

"Girl Qing, is there really only one way?" Little Old Yang asked with red eyes.

Yang Ruoqing said: "From the standpoint of a normal person with a moral bottom line, this is the only suggestion I can give."

"Accept it or not, it's up to you, grandpa."

"Now that we've talked about this, let me say something harsh. Uncle Zhenbang hasn't come back to deal with this matter. Sooner or later, the Li family will find out where Zhenbangbo's house is in town."

"When the time comes, they will come to the door by themselves. This will have a different meaning from the one you sent there. That's all for now."

……

After all, little old Yangtou still couldn't bear to lure those people to his son Yang Zhenbang's new house to make trouble. The only thing the old man could do was sell pots and pieces, piece together things, and found Yang Ruoqing's second-class land for four taels of silver per mu. He sold ten acres of silver in one go.

In the end, 60 taels of silver were collected, and 40 taels of silver was first paid to the Li family who had died.

The remaining 20 taels of silver will be paid to the villagers who suffer from vomiting and diarrhea, one tael for your family, and two taels for your family, depending on the severity of the illness.

Seeing that little old Yangtou is in such a difficult situation, lying low everywhere, and there is not even a good tea bowl left at home, Lao Yangtou still feels sorry for his only brother.

Not only did he sell a pair of teapots and bowls to little old Yangtou out of his own pocket, but he also asked Yang Huazhong to come out and say a few words to appease the villagers.

Yang Huazhong went to appease him, but the meaning was to let those people go to the town to make trouble with Yang Zhenbang if they had anything to do in the future, instead of embarrassing an old man in this village.

The old man can't control his son, and the old man almost boiled his old bones into soup. If there is a grievance and a debtor, what will happen in the future, don't go to the old man to make trouble, and there will be no result.

Yang Ruoqing got the news that Yang Zhenbang transported the tens of thousands of catties of poisonous rice to other places in Qingshui Town to sell. Every village sold a wave, just like the modern liars who send water purifiers to the countryside. Changing the gun to another place, the tens of thousands of catties of rice were almost sold out, making a lot of money.

(End of this chapter)