The male supporting character was actually myself.

The men were filled with righteous indignation. Upon hearing the village secretary's command, they immediately rushed forward, kicked and punched him severely, and finally tied him up with straw ropes. They then yelled as they harnessed him to a cart and took him to the police station.

She was so frightened that her heart was pounding, and she was so ashamed by Wu Jiande's words that she didn't know what to do. She could only huddle in her husband's arms and tremble. She couldn't even remember how she got home.

Fortunately, as soon as he entered the house, Da Huang wagged its tail and rushed over excitedly, barking, which gave Liao Yuzhou some comfort in his still-frightened heart.

With her husband by her side and Dahuang guarding the house, the home is still very safe!

Moreover, that afternoon, Jiang Chen somehow acquired two imposing iron gates and directly replaced the original, slightly dilapidated fence gate.

With the iron gates guarding the place and the walls so high, her sense of security increased dramatically.

Jiang Chen inquired about and followed up on Wu Jiande's situation.

After being implicated by Wu Jiande, the widow Wan Jiazhuang's popularity plummeted. After a village meeting, it was decided to cancel her old and weak widow benefits. The old woman will have plenty of time to slowly taste the bitter fruit of her aiding and abetting evil.

It's not an exaggeration to say that Wu Jiande was hit by the props. Back then, taking advantage of the chaos, he tried to gain more benefits by virtue of his special status in the movement. One night, he stayed at a relative's house in Wanjiazhuang and secretly went to steal potatoes from the village collective warehouse, but was discovered by the old Party Secretary.

Wu Jiande turned the tables and found a pretext to lead a group of teenagers who were unaware of the truth into the old Party Secretary's house. They searched the house, found two books, and then accused the old Party Secretary of promoting feudal superstition and being a reactionary. They beat him up and threw him into the cowshed.

The next day, the old Party Secretary hanged himself out of fear of punishment.

Several years later, after Wu Jiande personally revealed the truth, the police immediately opened a case for investigation and eventually confirmed that he had committed several serious crimes, including theft, murder, embezzlement, extortion, instigation, intimidation, and public harassment of female comrades.

Under the strict interrogation of the police officers, Wu Jiande, who was feeling guilty, could not hide his guilt and could not cover it up with lies. In the end, with multiple people pointing the finger at him and the evidence being conclusive, he had no choice but to confess.

In this mission world, the relevant departments are quite efficient. After Wu Jiande confessed and gave his statement, he was immediately used as a negative example and publicized extensively. After the interrogation results were announced and no objections were raised, he was executed.

A D-grade item helped eliminate a scumbag in the mission world and uncover many wrongful convictions. Jiang Chen felt that it was a great use of the item.

Next, we just need to deal with He Yongqiang and his family.

Ideally, we could set a trap to cripple him during his late-night "visit" in later episodes...

Just as Jiang Chen was figuring out how to utilize the subsequent plot, the He Yongqiang family next door was experiencing "domestic turmoil".

"Strange, I clearly remember putting the thermos on the stove when I had lunch, but I can't find it." He Gousheng, with his rolled pipe in his mouth, looked around the small kitchen, which was filled with all kinds of old furniture, with a suspicious look on his face.

After eating and drinking his fill, He Yongqiang lay on a rocking chair under a tree in the yard, picking at his toes as he grinned at his father in the kitchen through a half-wall. "Dad, you're only in your forties and you're already senile? That's a new thermos that my mother scavenged from that yard. She treasures it!"

You'd better hurry up and look for it, or you're sure to get yelled at later.

"New? New my ass! It's been used for years!" He Gousheng muttered to himself but didn't stop searching. But how could he not see where that big, dark red tin thermos had gone?

The little white cat covered its mouth and chuckled, then jumped into the east room to look at Qian Shuandi, who was lying on the kang (a heated brick bed) fanning herself and preparing to sleep.

"What fun things should I prepare for you? Oh dear, this little kitten has no experience with playing tricks..." It tilted its head and thought for a moment, then stretched out its paw and yanked off a stack of blankets next to it.

"Oh my mother!"

Just as Qian Shuandi was dozing off, she was suddenly startled by a thud and screamed as she sat up, frantically digging her way out from under a pile of heavy old cotton quilts.

He Gousheng was looking for a thermos when he heard his wife calling him. He poked his head in and asked, "Silly old woman, what's wrong with you? Why are you moving those thick winter quilts in the middle of summer?"

"Take a good look yourself, did I touch this?" Qian Shuandi's heart was pounding. She muttered angrily, "I just washed and put it away properly the other day, how come the quilt is flat now?"

"That must be because you didn't stack it properly. Ouch!" He Gousheng mocked and turned to leave, but somehow he tripped and fell backward, rolling half a circle in the yard.

When he finally got up, covered in dust and dirt, he felt a burning pain on the back of his head. He touched it and saw blood everywhere, so he yelled, "Damn it! Who's so blind as to leave a whetstone by the door?!"

"Hahahaha! Mom, come and take a look at my dad, he's like a complete idiot!" He Yongqiang was laughing so hard on the recliner that he was doubled over, but suddenly his joy turned to sorrow and he tumbled off the recliner.

The solid wood rocking chair tipped over and landed squarely on him, causing He Yongqiang to clutch his groin and howl in pain, crying out, "Mom! Help me! Help me, Mom!"

Hearing the father and son howling in the yard, Qian Shuandi thought they were deliberately mocking her, which made her furious. She grabbed the broom she used to sweep the kang (a heated brick bed) and rushed outside.

The fluffy little cat stretched out its paw and tripped Qian Shuandi, who was in a hurry and didn't look where she was going. Qian Shuandi fell face-first to the ground. The little white cat quickly changed the direction of the broom in her hand, so she fell hard to the ground and her hard hand poked directly into her eye.

Qian Shuandi cried out in pain and then fell silent. Her right eye, which had been almost gouged out, was filled with tears and she didn't dare to open it for a while due to the pain.

"Silly old woman, can't you see the threshold or what?" He Gousheng grinned and sneered, kicking the rather large whetstone aside.

He first pulled up his wife, who was closest to him, then went to help his son, who was stuck on the rocking chair and couldn't get up. "Hmph! You two are so clumsy, you still have to rely on me for everything at home..."

Before He Gousheng could finish speaking, he caught a glimpse of a white shadow flash by in the east wing out of the corner of his eye. He quickly looked closer but saw nothing.

"Holy crap! Is it really haunted?"

"Ghost? What ghost?!" Hearing his father say this, He Yongqiang forgot all about covering his crotch and howling. He trembled all over and clung to his mother. "Dad, don't scare me! I'm easily frightened. If you scare me silly, no one will give you a grandson or take care of you in your old age!"

If it weren't for its host's instructions not to go too far, the fluffy little thing would have liked to give them something even more exciting and intense. But thinking that there would be plenty of time and opportunities in the future, it was happy to jump up to the rooftop and take a nap in the shade.

He Yongqiang and his family of three were left standing in the yard, trembling with suspicion.

Chapter Forty-Three: Planning

"Meow~ Haunted? It's three parts weird and seven parts paranoia. I'll give you some time to figure it out yourselves. I'm going to sleep now, meow~" The fluffy ball stretched, licked its paws, put its hands in its pockets, and squatted under the shade of the tree on the roof. Soon it started purring softly.

Qian Shuandi glanced at her husband and then at her son. The more she thought about it, the more she wondered how such a large stack of quilts could have suddenly collapsed when she had arranged them so neatly and was preparing to put them away when she had time.

"I have a feeling that those blankets were... pushed over?" she cautiously voiced her guess, a chill running down her spine.

After a two-second pause, she added, "I saw it. That whole stack that fell over was carried over from the neighbor's yard by you. The bottom one was an old-fashioned kang quilt, so thick and heavy that I couldn't even lift it myself. How could it have fallen over if I hadn't pushed it so hard?"

"Don't scare yourself." He Gousheng muttered weakly, clutching the back of his bleeding head.

He Yongqiang's face paled slightly as he turned to look at the rocking chair that had just knocked him down. His voice trembled as he said, "My mother was right, the house must be haunted! I was lying perfectly still in the chair, not moving at all!"

That chair…

With a trembling right hand, he pointed to the heavy, solid wood rocking chair that he himself couldn't lift and said softly, "That chair was lifted up by 'someone'! After it flipped me to the ground, I watched with my own eyes as that thing jumped up and smashed into me!"

"Mom, the house is really haunted! We need to go and get a spirit medium!"

Hearing what the mother and son said, He Gousheng, clutching the back of his head, also began to wonder why he had fallen.

"Who last moved the whetstone? Where did you put it?" he suddenly asked, leaving the other two somewhat bewildered.

After thinking for a few seconds, Qian Shuandi replied, "I used it to sharpen my knives for lunch. I put it on... half of the wall in the kitchen, which is the perfect spot for sharpening knives."

Are you sure you didn't put it anywhere else?

"Am I just being silly? Don't I get tired of moving such a big rock around?"

"That's strange, how did it get to the doorway?"

The three of them looked down at the whetstone on the ground, which was more than 30 centimeters in diameter and resembled a small millstone, and was stained with blood. Unconsciously, a faint sense of panic began to spread.

"Dad, weren't you looking for the thermos?" He Yongqiang glanced up casually, rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things, and pointed tremblingly at the top of the tall blue brick wall next door, his voice trembling with tears, "How...how did it get there?!"

He Gousheng looked up and felt his legs go weak.

The large blue brick wall was at least three meters high, and the red tin thermos flask sat alone in the very center.

Even their own ladder couldn't reach that high. How did a thermos flask manage to escape the sight of a family of three and climb onto the wall, with no one leaving the house since lunchtime?

"It's haunted! This is terrible!" He Gousheng exclaimed, slapping his thigh and whispering, "It must be the little ghost next door haunting us! Damn it, forget about money and valuables, we need to hurry and get a shaman to come and save our lives!"

"Mother, hurry! This is terrible..."

Faced with the father and son's repeated urging, Qian Shuandi frowned, thought for a moment, and shook her head, saying, "Without money, everything is in vain. The fortune teller we went to might say something mysterious, but it might not be accurate. Even if it is accurate, he might not be able to deal with the little ghost."

He's asking for a very high price, and he won't even try to negotiate!

If you ask me, it's better to prepare for both possibilities.

Dad, you should try to borrow some money first. Our family has been dealing with one thing after another these past few days, which has almost emptied our savings. We don't have any cash on hand right now.

I'll go find Li Laoliu, who has an incense altar at his home in Matou Village, to come and take a look.

If he can solve it, we'll only give him a few coins as offerings; if he can't, we won't have to pay anything, we won't lose anything either way. If Li Laoliu can't solve it, we'll find that crazy old woman who worships Huang Daxian. I don't believe that He Jiangchen's little ghost can be that powerful!

"What if he's really that good?" He Yongqiang asked, trembling and clutching his crotch.

Qian Shuandi raised her eyebrows and snorted coldly, "Didn't you realize that we're just a bit unlucky, nothing else? Raising a ghost child can bring bad luck, but if He Jiangchen wants to kill someone, he'll have to pay a heavy price. He might accidentally get himself into trouble."

I don't believe he has that kind of guts!

Besides, if all else fails, we still have the option of your dad borrowing money to hire a fortune teller. Maybe this time we'll find something to hold against He Jiangchen and make him suffer a backlash, killing him off early. Wouldn't all the benefits be ours then?

"He Jiangchen got married!" He Yongqiang hurriedly whispered a reminder: "Even if he dies, won't his family property still belong to his wife?"

She rolled her swollen eyes at her son, reached out and tapped him on the head, lowering her voice even further, "You idiot, you can't even do basic math!"

The fool's family has been making a scene, and now your reputation is ruined. You won't be able to find a suitable wife anytime soon.

Didn't you say that He Jiangchen married a woman who was beautiful and had a great figure?

Anyway, she's only been married for two days. Wouldn't it be better to kill He Jiangchen and make her your wife?

It saves you money and hassle, and you can keep all their money and good stuff in your hands!

"If I meet someone better in the future, I'll dump her. If I can't find someone more suitable, I'll just grab a wife to keep the bed warm and take care of the whole family. Isn't that better than being a bachelor forever waiting to find a wife?"

The father and son both nodded in agreement after hearing her plan.

Jiang Chen sat in the west room, fanning himself, and listened to their plans clearly through the first-person perspective of the Soul Weapon. The veins on his forehead bulged slightly.

Damn it! First Wu Jiande, then He Yongqiang, why are they all trying to cuckold me?

Besides preying on women, you rotten people have no other way to do anything, right?

The little white cat's blow just now wasn't strong enough; it should have crippled all three of its legs!

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen got up and took half a roast chicken from the food maker, secretly feeding it to Big Yellow, who was guarding the door. He stroked its soft fur and smiled gently, "Eat more, grow strong and healthy! My plan will depend on how well you perform!"

"Woof woof woof!" As if it understood, Big Yellow ate its chicken in big bites and didn't forget to respond.

After lunch break, at Liao Yuzhou's insistence, Jiang Chen finally took her on a bicycle ride around his own fields. Food is the most important thing for people, and the villagers living in remote mountain villages rely on their own small plots of land for their livelihood, so they naturally care deeply about their crops.

As bicycles whiz along country roads, their bells ringing, many families are already busy working in the fields.

The weather was still very hot. The golden straw left in the fields shone slightly under the blazing sun, and the air was filled with the unique summer scent of sunshine, soil, fresh grass juice, and straw.

"The new bride is already working in the fields?!" someone jokingly shouted at them from afar in the field.

Liao Yuzhou didn't mince words and replied frankly, "Let's go to the fields and take a look at our land!"

"That's great! Isn't it tiring for the young couple to work in the fields together?"

"He Jiangchen, you'd better treat your new wife well, don't let her grow up in the fields like you!"

"I can't bear to let my wife work in the fields, I just want to take her to see it for a moment..."

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