Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5218 Closing
Changping Village.

Faced with Zhang Laizi's pitiful intercession, Yang Huazhong's words really made Zhang Laizi's stomach full of words that he had prepared long ago unable to continue.

Because the ending he most hoped for right now is to take Zhang Xiangzi home from the ancestral hall, do nothing himself, just stare at him every day, and take good care of him for a month or two.

"Third, if I go to the county with him to do something, I will follow him and keep an eye on him all the time. I won't return to the village for three months or half a year.

I'll bring him back after I'm sure he's really made a mistake and corrected it. Do you think this will work? "Zhang Laizi asked Yang Huazhong cautiously again.

Yang Huazhong shook his head resolutely: "Tigers always take naps, let alone you? If he is negligent for a while, he will come back and wait for an opportunity to retaliate. Who can rest assured?"

Zhang Laizi raised three fingers: "I, Zhang Laizi, swear to God, I will never fall asleep, I stare at him when I sleep, and tie him to the waistband of my trousers..."

Yang Huazhong waved his hand: "I believe in your sincerity, but we gave him a chance. Not only did he not change, but he got worse. We can't take this risk."

Zhang Laizi lowered his hands, and tears came down immediately.

"Third son, I only have two sons. If Xiangzi, a bastard, goes to jail, my family will be broken up. He hasn't married yet. If he is in jail, he will be stained. bachelor..."

Yang Huazhong sighed, "It's useless for you to cry with me, this time, if Gui Ling hadn't taken Mianmian away in advance, Mianmian would be the one who would be stained and unable to marry for the rest of her life.

Your son is a human being, and someone else's daughter is also a human being. There is no need to discuss this matter. Either you send it to the government, or you kick it out of our Changping Village. You go back and think about it, and give me the result tomorrow morning. "

Zhang Laizi was still crying, "Third son, how can I give any results this night?"

Yang Huazhong said: "Succeed, if you can't come up with a result, then I will help you make up your mind and let the whole village vote to make a decision!"

This time Yang Huazhong dealt with Zhang Xiangzi's matter vigorously and resolutely. After running from house to house, at night, a man from a family came to Yang Huazhong's yard.

The stools in Yang Huazhong's house were not enough to sit on at all, but the big guys didn't care about it. They stood or squatted, and some of them came to watch the fun, and the yard was crowded with people.

Yang Huazhong placed a large bamboo basket in the middle, and put two signs beside the basket.

The sign is marked with one, two, these two simple words.

Even people who can't write can draw a few strokes according to this word.

Yang Huazhong told everyone again what the meanings of these two signs represent.

"One, turn it over to the government, and the government will investigate and deal with it."

"Second, expel Zhang Xiangzi himself from Changping Village, and not allow him to return to the village."

It was the first time for the big guys to participate in this kind of thing, and they all became curious immediately, and they all geared up.

Yang Huazhong asked Yang Yongzhi to distribute a piece of white paper the size of a palm and half a carbon pen to each of them.

The big guys then scratched and pulled on their own papers.

Some of them have a good relationship, and they will get together to discuss in a low voice, and then draw each other on the paper, knead them into a ball, and start to line up and throw them into the bamboo basket in front of Yang Huazhong.

Anyway, there is no need to write your name on it, no need to take responsibility, and no need to worry about revenge from the old Zhang family.

Everyone thought this was a novelty, and after patting the team for a round, the bamboo basket in front of Yang Huazhong was almost full.

He asked the big guys to stand aside and wait patiently, and then ordered a few young people who could read and write to come and open the paper balls in public, and counted the votes for each brand.

Those who watched the excitement were not afraid of big things, groups of three and five were all excited and eager to guess the results of the vote.

Only Zhang Laizi and his wife were sitting in a corner isolated by everyone. The couple were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

Xiangzi's mother put her hands together and muttered in pieces, making the last struggle there, hoping for the blessing of the Bodhisattva to save Zhang Xiangzi from danger.

Zhang Laizi was a man, more practical than a woman, he stretched his neck, stared at the person counting the votes without blinking, and was so nervous that sweat dripped down his forehead.

After struggling for a while, the result finally came out.

Yang Yongzhi held up a lantern and let several village elders look at it one by one.

"One or two have the same number of votes!"

"Same? So what's the matter?"

Hearing the voice from the crowd, Zhang Laizi swallowed nervously, quickly pushed aside the crowd and squeezed to the front, and pressed his hands on the table and asked loudly: "Third brother, how many village elders and uncles have the same number of votes? I can't make up my mind at the moment, why don't you let me take Xiangzi home and take care of him? I'll lock him in the house and won't let him out for half a year, okay?"

Several village elders looked at each other, and one of them said, "Let Lizheng talk about this matter!"

Yang Huazhong stood up and looked at Zhang Laizi solemnly.

"Before, I discussed it with several village elders. In order to be responsible to the villagers, Zhang Xiangzi's matter should not be sloppy."

"You have also seen what the villagers mean. [-]% support sending the government to investigate, [-]% support expulsion from the village, and the remaining [-]% abstain."

"We are all fellow villagers who have spent most of our lives together, and we must also consider your feelings. Therefore, I discussed with several village elders and planned to build a small house in Shanchong and let Zhang Xiangzi live there. .”

"The door is locked all the year round, and I will be in charge of the key. The food will be delivered by your old Zhang's family. He will be imprisoned for three years and let him face the wall and think about his mistakes."

"After three years, if you have truly repented, you will be released. If you are still stubborn, you will be imprisoned again!"

Hearing this, Zhang Laizi nearly collapsed.

"Third son, this test lasts for three years, what's the difference from going to jail?" He asked with a look of despair.

Yang Huazhong said: "Why is there no difference? Sent to the government and imprisoned, you will never see it. Locked in Shanchong, at least you can see it every day. This is the biggest concession we have made in consideration of the love of our fellow villagers. You guys If you still can't accept it, then hand it over to the government, and I will be free!"

Zhang Laizi was completely dumbfounded, he froze in front of the table, his mind went blank.

But outside the crowd, there was a commotion. It turned out that it was Xiangziniang who heard the result, couldn't bear it, and passed out on the spot.

Even if he fainted, the result would not change.

For the next three days, Zhang Xiangzi was still imprisoned in the ancestral hall. Yang Huazhong hired a few men to build a room to serve as Zhang Xiangzi's cage.

Three days later, the cage was completed and there were no windows on three sides. Only a few small holes were left on the door to let in the light. Zhang Xiangzi was brought into the room, and Yang Huazhong locked the door with a big lock.

Amidst Zhang Xiangzi's angry roar, Yang Huazhong led a group of people down the mountain and went away.

So far, the case of Zhang Xiangzi has come to an end.

(End of this chapter)