Twins from the 1970s, if you disagree, I'll slap you.

Chapter 9 This kind of scum doesn't deserve forgiveness!

After examining him closely for a while, he said, "I only saw his back last night, not his face. His height seems somewhat similar, but his clothes are different, so I'm not quite sure."

The village chief waved his hand and said, "That shouldn't be Lu Ye. I know this kid; he's honest and upright, definitely not the kind of person who would steal petty things."

A crowd of villagers had gathered outside Sun Yanhua's house to watch the commotion. Wang Xia, who happened to see them, rubbed her still swollen cheeks and, unable to contain her curiosity, came over.

The crowd was too dense for her to squeeze through, so she shouted to the person in front of her, "Hey, what's going on at Sun Yanhua's house? There are so many people gathered here, what happened?"

Someone turned to her and said, "The textile factory was robbed again last night. The accountant saw that it was a young man who did it, and the village chief brought people to investigate the thief!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xia's face broke into a gloating smile: "Could the thieves be those two little rascals from Sun Yanhua's family? Humph! I told you they were definitely no good! They got caught red-handed this time, didn't they? Serves them right!"

Thinking about the slaps Chen Dachuan had given her over the past two days, Wang Xia felt extremely relieved.

Finally, we'll see these two bastards get their comeuppance!

Ignoring the pain in her cheek, she forcefully pushed through the crowd and squeezed her way in.

"Hmph! I knew it!"

As soon as Wang Xia entered, she started to mock, "Sun Yanhua's family eats white noodles, buys pork, and even has fresh corn on the cob. Where does she get the money to squander like this?"

"It's definitely stolen! The village chief is here with his men to catch the thief. Let's see how you try to deny it now!"

"Village chief! Arrest them immediately! We can't keep these scoundrels in our village. Send them to jail, we will never forgive them!"

At this moment, Wang Xia was overjoyed and was just short of applauding and cheering.

Let Chen Dachuan slap me!

Now you're dumbfounded, aren't you?

They deserved it!

Hahaha!

The village chief frowned and coldly interrupted her: "Comrade Wang Xia, the accountant only said that Lu Ye's height is similar, but he hasn't confirmed it's him. Don't talk nonsense!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xia exclaimed, "What? It's not confirmed yet?"

That won't work!

"Village chief! How can you not be sure? Think about it, how many work points can Sun Yanhua, a woman with two children, earn?"

"Enough for her to eat white flour, buy pork, and eat corn on the cob every day?"

"So, there's only one truth! They stole money from the textile factory and used the stolen money to buy these things!"

"Arrest them and take them in, then shoot them all! Shoot them all!"

The village chief was furious at her unreasonable behavior and snorted coldly: "Comrade Wang Xia! Everyone in the village knows that Chen Dachuan earned ten work points by chopping firewood today, except you?"

"You'll be held legally responsible for falsely accusing others! Watch your words!"

Wang Xia remained relentless, throwing a tantrum: "I didn't frame you! You're all on Sun Yanhua's side! Well, village chief, I bet you got a share too, didn't you? The old village chief got a share, and you got a share too! You're all in cahoots!"

"You...you're utterly unreasonable!" The village chief was so angry that his face turned red, and he pointed at her, unable to speak.

Just then, a groggy voice came from behind: "Mom, what are you making all this noise about?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Zhao Qiang yawning and walking over with a tired look on his face. His eyes were almost closed, clearly indicating that he hadn't slept all night.

He pushed through the crowd, walked to Wang Xia's side, rubbed his stomach, and said, "I've been playing all night, I'm starving, Mom, hurry home and cook for me."

Wang Xia was already seething with anger, and seeing Zhao Qiang's expression, she immediately glared at him and yelled, "Where the hell were you last night? You didn't come home all night! I didn't have time to cook for you, I was busy!"

"What are you busy with?" Zhao Qiang curiously glanced around at the people around him. When his gaze fell on the textile factory accountant, his expression changed instantly, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, and he turned to run out.

The accountant saw this scene clearly, and he immediately pointed excitedly at Zhao Qiang's back and shouted, "That's him! That's the back!"

"He looks exactly like the one I saw last night, even his clothes are the same! He's the thief who stole from the textile factory! Catch him!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Bin immediately set off to chase after them.

"You're talking nonsense!" Wang Xia immediately reached out to stop him, shouting like a tantrum, "Impossible! How could my son be a thief? You must have made a mistake! Don't wrong an innocent person!"

Chen Dachuan sneered from behind, silently changed his title to "Big Slap Immortal," took a step, and caught up with Zhao Qiang, who was about to run away, in two steps, and raised his hand.

The next second, Zhao Qiang's body turned back uncontrollably, obediently moving closer to Chen Dachuan's hand.

Snapped!

A crisp slap rang out, and Zhao Qiang staggered, falling directly at Liu Bin's feet.

Liu Bin immediately bent down and pressed down on his arm, restraining him tightly.

The accountant strode over, pointed at Zhao Qiang, and gritted his teeth in anger: "Village chief, it's him! I saw it clearly last night!"

"He stole money from the textile factory, and he was very skilled at it!"

"The last few times money went missing from the finance office and things went missing from the warehouse, it was definitely him! There's no doubt about it!"

"I didn't! I didn't steal it!"

Zhao Qiang was pinned to the ground by Liu Bin, struggling and roaring, but his face had already lost all color, and his eyes were filled with panic.

Wang Xia rushed over, shouting in protest, "My son would never steal anything! It definitely wasn't him! Don't make baseless accusations! I'll sue you for defamation!"

The village chief sneered and said, "Your son didn't come home last night. The accountant identified his back and clothes on the spot, and they matched. What else do you have to say?"

"Liu Bin, take him to the community defense team! It's a disgrace to our village to have such a scoundrel!"

Zhao Qiang panicked instantly, struggling to his knees and begging for mercy: "Village chief, I was wrong! I was wrong! I gambled away all the money I stole last night. Please forgive me this time, I'll definitely pay it back next time I win!"

"You stole money and then gambled it away? You want to do it again?" The village chief pointed at him, trembling with rage. "You're a hopeless scoundrel!"

Zhao Qiang then realized he had let something slip and turned to Wang Xia with a mournful face: "Mom! Please pay back the money for me quickly, then everything will be fine! I don't want to get arrested, I don't want to go to jail!"

Wang Xia's mind went blank for a moment, and she was completely stunned.

The thief was actually his own son? He not only stole things, but also gambled?

She froze for a few seconds, then knelt down in front of the village chief with a thud, crying and begging for forgiveness: "Village chief! Please, my son was just confused for a moment, please forgive him this time! I promise to discipline him properly!"

"Forgive him?"

The village chief sneered, "That's not what you just said. You said yourself that the village can't have such scum, that he should be sent to the jail and never forgiven!"

"When you were falsely accusing Sun Yanhua's family, why didn't you think about the word 'forgiveness'? Now that it's your own son's turn, you want to give him a break?"

"This kind of scum doesn't deserve forgiveness! Liu Bin, take Zhao Qiang away!"

It wasn't until Liu Bin took Zhao Qiang away that Wang Xia came to her senses and hurriedly chased after him.

"Son! Release my son! He's been framed! Don't arrest people arbitrarily! I'm going to report you for coercing a confession under torture!"

Her voice faded into the distance, eventually disappearing at the alley entrance, leaving only a group of villagers standing there, gossiping and cursing Zhao Qiang for being useless and Wang Xia for being hypocritical.