Chapter 165
The juggler who was about to run was pinned to the ground by several villagers.

The woman howled for a while, but no one stepped forward to comfort her. The woman was a little embarrassed. She looked around, then quickly got up and rushed towards the juggler, punching and kicking him.

"You killed my second aunt, I'll beat you to death!" The woman scratched the juggler's face with her nails and kept spitting at him.

The man closed his eyes, his face full of despair, even the desire to struggle was gone.

"Okay, Dadong's daughter-in-law, stop. If you have anything to say, wait until the police station arrives." Murder is not a trivial matter, and the village head can't handle it by himself, so he can only call the police.

Knowing that people from the police station were coming, Dadong's daughter-in-law froze and withdrew her feet.

She doesn't know the law, but she has also vaguely heard that beating someone is against the law, and she cannot go to jail.

This woman is a typical bully.

Zhang Jia stood beside an old man he had just rescued. He asked, "Master, who was burned to death? Why did I hear that she killed someone?"

In the last sentence, Zhang Jia's voice was extremely low.

The uncle was grateful to Zhang Jia for saving him, so he didn't hide anything, and also said with a suppressed voice: "That happened more than 30 years ago. At that time, everyone was poor, and they didn't eat their last meal. She After driving away her in-laws and her elder brother's grandson, it's still a rainy day."

Seeing that Zhang Jia was still at a loss, the uncle spoke more carefully, "She had been married for more than ten years at that time, and her in-laws had been helping her from morning to night for the first ten years, and the land in her house was taken care of by her in-laws. From planting to harvesting, the old couple are busy, but she is cruel, and only sleeps in the donkey shed for her parents-in-law, and eats the leftovers of their family."

"She doesn't care about men?" Zhang Jia felt inconceivable, "That's his real parents."

"Speaking of this, I have to talk about the eldest son of the old couple. The eldest son of their family is the same age as me. We grew up together when we were young. The eldest husband and wife are willing to work. In the past few years, the old couple lived with the eldest. He always said that the old couple was eccentric, so they turned to his eldest brother. Later, the eldest couple once went to the street and sat on a tractor in a neighboring village. If they didn’t survive, they left a child behind. The child was not yet three years old at the time, so they could only be taken care of by the old couple. .”

"Then according to what the uncle said, the old couple can do it themselves, and the old family also has land, so why don't they raise their grandson by themselves, and insist on going to the second child's house?"

The uncle looked at Zhang Jia strangely, "Raising children to guard against old age, raising children to guard against old age, they follow the second child and help the second child with work, so that the second child can support them when he can't move in the future, and the child, they can support the child How many years?"

The old couple also want the second couple to see their hard work, and when they both go, they can help take care of their nephew.

This is the thinking of most of the older generation, and Zhang Jia cannot criticize it.

He asked, "And then?"

"The old couple worked tirelessly to help them for ten years. Later, when my uncle was threshing rice, the rice machine broke his arm, and his arm and hand were broken. The second couple were reluctant to pay for uncle's medical treatment. The arms were rotten, and they survived by cutting them directly from the shoulders. From then on, the old couple became discouraged and couldn't work anymore." Thinking of the tragic situation of the old couple back then, which is still vivid in his mind, the uncle sighed, "The second couple has no conscience, and they don't care for them, let alone the child who is only twelve or thirteen years old. They drove the old couple away. They were afraid that the villagers would say that they drove them away at night. It rained heavily that night, and grandparents and grandchildren The three of them jumped into the river together."

There is a river more than ten meters wide in front of the village, which is very deep, and it is usually taken by boat.

"There are only two sons for the old couple? No other children?" Zhang Jia didn't know how to feel. He could imagine how desperate the grandparents and grandchildren were at that time.

"Yes, why not? He and the eldest daughter have two daughters in front of him, but the eldest daughter married far away and never came back for two or three years. It’s better, I can only sneak over to see the old couple.” The uncle thought of something, and said angrily: “The second daughter-in-law is afraid of being poked in the back, so she doesn’t raise her parents-in-law, and she doesn’t allow her daughter to raise her.”

If the daughter raised them, the villagers would definitely scold the couple behind their backs.

"But she drove the three of them away, isn't she afraid of being scolded?"

"What are you afraid of? She asked the old couple to leave at night, and no one saw it. If someone asks later, she said that the old couple can leave by themselves."

Zhang Jia still couldn't understand.

"How can this be?"

Qu Aiguo patted him on the shoulder, "Don't ask."

This kind of thing cannot be pursued.

"Hey, the most regrettable thing is the child of the old man." The uncle can't forget the child now, "That boy is sensible, he helped grandma with work when he was young, and his grades are good. The middle school teacher in the town came here specially to ask him In the past, he was asked to go to the town to go to school, but he didn’t go, and if he went to the town, he would have no time to help his grandma when he came back at night, and he went to the middle school in Qiancun.”

If the child is still alive, the achievement is certainly not small.

The middle school teacher said that he had been a teacher for seven or eight years, and he had never seen anyone smarter than that child.

Zhang Jia digested for a while, and heard the woman crying again.

"Hey, that's not right, didn't she say that it was her second aunt who died?" Zhang Jia pointed to the woman who started crying again.

The uncle snorted, "What are you kissing the second aunt, these two families are the scourge of the village, so you can recognize them as relatives."

"Luoluo, can you see something unusual?" Ming Xun obviously listened to the whole process, he was not as excited as Zhang Jia, but he also hated the crying woman on the ground, he blocked the woman's eyes from time to time.

Shi Luo nodded.

"Good and evil are rewarded." Shi Luo didn't intend to tell the villagers, she glanced at the road that was mostly empty, and said to Ming Xun: "Let's go."

Ming Xun nods his head, protects Shi Luo and walks towards the car.

Zhang Jia and the others hurriedly followed.

Not far away, the woman cried and pointed at Shi Luo and the others, "Don't let them go, they just wanted to steal my Xiaoshuan, they are human traffickers."

"He looks like a rich man, and still robs your Shuanzi? Look at your Shuanzi, people still dislike you." The uncle who talked to Zhang Jia just now couldn't stand it anymore, and also remembered the old things, so emotional Well, the uncle usually doesn't want to mess with this family, but today he simply has something to say.

Her man was not in front of her, and the woman was scolded by others, and seeing the villagers pointing at her, she didn't dare to make a sound, and could only watch the car leave.

The car went south, and after a while, I saw the river in the mouth of the uncle.

When the car crossed the bridge, Shi Luo said to Zhang Jia who was driving ahead, "Stop by the side of the road."

(End of this chapter)

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