Chapter 4

"Who is it? Daliu?

Our master? "A woman's scream came from the crowd.

Then, Qian Mingying saw the crowd being pushed apart. A woman who was slightly plump for this era ran out. At least her face had some meat on it, although it was still sallow. She stumbled and fell on the unconscious thief at the door. She howled as she pounced on him, "Hey, Miss Wu!

The head of the house!

What's wrong with you?

Say something! "

Her voice was so shrill that people who didn't know would think that the thief on the ground was dead!

Seeing that her screams didn't work, the woman slapped the face of the person lying on the ground with her big, rough palms, making the people who were watching and listening feel the pain on their faces.

"That, Daliu's wife?

Don't hit him so hard. "The village head, Tian Shuling, hurriedly called out to Tian Daliu's wife.

However, Tian Daliu's wife turned a deaf ear to him, and continued slapping Tian Daliu. The sound of her slapping became louder and louder.

"Daliu's wife!"

The village head saw that his soft persuasion was useless, so he hurriedly called out loudly. At this time, Daliu's wife was startled and reacted, "What the hell!

Uncle Village Head?

Didn't you see that my master was beaten up by these two little girls?

You have to uphold justice for us!

If anything happens to my master at the door of this little girl's house, how are we going to live? "

The village head's face darkened, "Don't talk nonsense. Daliu is fine!

He just fainted! "

As he spoke, the village head squatted down and pinched the man's philtrum with his thumb, making it bleed. Qian Mingying felt uncomfortable. Daliu's wife saw this and hurriedly said, "Village Head, what are you doing?

You might not be able to wake him up!

My family's Da Liu was clearly swept by a broom!

He was stunned by them. We have to ask Granny Liu to help! "

At this time, after hearing Tian Daliu's wife's words, the villagers began to whisper to each other.

"Yes, Uncle Village Head, this little girl's house is very evil. How many of them have fainted and broken arms?

Hurry up and ask someone to help!

Ask Granny Liu. If it's not Granny Liu, we can't do it! "The villagers nearby said.

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Listening to the villagers talking, the village head took a deep puff of his pipe. Unexpectedly, the fire in the pipe was extinguished. Qian Mingying saw this and pretended to fumble her pockets. She took out a box of Western fire and handed it to the village head. the village Head. Seeing this, the village head. Village head. he first, he reached out his hand, then he withdrew his hand, "Your wife, she asked me to stop smoking!

Take the fire, take it!

Use....

Qian Mingying looked at the village head's actions and knew that he was worried about her reputation. Qian Mingying didn't force him. She was eager to use it!

She then put away the fire she had just released.

"Why are you looking for Granny Liu? Did your heads get pierced?

Are you thinking of recruiting people from the commune after a few days of peace?

Ah?

Do you think the cowshed is comfortable and want to live there?

Are you the one who said to look for Granny Liu? "The village head began to point at people and asked sternly.

The person pointed at by the village head quickly shook his head and waved his hand, "Village Head, I didn't say that. It wasn't me!

It wasn't me! "Then, he stepped back bit by bit and hid behind others.

The village head pointed at another person. That person also stepped back and shook his head. Who would dare to get involved with the Four Olds at this time? No one dared to do so. Was the cowshed easy to live in?

No, the strong men would be tortured to death.

As a result, one by one, they stepped back. Some people even ran straight home.

"Hey, there's still porridge cooking at home!

Old woman, why are you standing there? "

An old man hurriedly called his wife. They didn't watch the show and rushed home together.

The other timid people with bad backgrounds began to go back in twos and threes.

At this time, only a few bold people with good backgrounds were left at the door. They were still waiting to see what would happen next.

The village head continued to pinch. After a while, Tian Daliu slowly woke up. He kept shaking his head. Tian Daliu's wife saw it and shook him quickly, "Daliu?

My husband! "

The village head waved his pipe in front of Tian Daliu's eyes. When he saw that Tian Daliu's eyes were moving, he couldn't help but nod, "It's okay. He's not stupid!"

"Uncle?"

Seeing the village head waving in front of him, Tian Daliu hurriedly called out. In the Tian Clan, many people of the same generation as Tian Daliu called the village head "Uncle."

"Hmm?

You're awake?

Daliu! "

The village head called out to Tian Daliu. Tian Daliu nodded. After nodding, he remembered what he was here for. Seeing that there were still many people around, he quickly shook his head. He didn't dare to admit it and court death.

"So are you awake or not?" The village head shouted sternly.

"Uncle, my head hurts. I don't know how I came here!"

Tian Daliu rolled his eyes and came up with an idea. He definitely couldn't come here. "Uncle, sprinkle the black dog's blood. This place is really evil!"

The village head knocked Tian Daliu's head with his pipe, "I'll just sprinkle your blood. This place is evil?

I think you're evil!

You're a bad idea!

Let's have a good chat here. Are you eyeing the food of the girl's family after the autumn harvest? "

Tian Daliu looked at Qian Mingying and shook his head, "Uncle, what do you think of me?

How can I do that?

Mingying girl, Brother Daliu really isn't eyeing your family's food!

I just passed by your house and wanted to go up the mountain to get some firewood. I don't know why my head went blank and I woke up like this! "

Qian Mingying looked at Tian Daliu and smiled, "Oh, I see!

But Brother Daliu, there's blood on the pile of firewood in my house. Isn't that blood yours? "

Qian Mingying pointed at Tian Daliu's leg, which was stained with blood. Daliu's wife saw it and quickly pinched Tian Daliu's arm. She howled, "Husband, why did you leave so much blood?

Little Mingying, your family's firewood injured my family's head. You have to pay for it! "

As she spoke, Big Liu's wife slapped her thigh and sat on the ground at the entrance. Then, she spoke in a righteous and unreasonable manner.

Qian Mingying couldn't help but smile. She opened the gate and said to Tian Xiaoku, who was blocking her view. She pointed at the sharpest piece of firewood on her pile of firewood and said, "Brother Daliu, is that one?"

Tian Daliu quickly shook his head, "No, no, I didn't go to your house to make it your yard!"

Tian Daliu's wife looked at it and said, "How is it not?

Husband, are you stupid? Isn't that the patch on your pants?

Her firewood hurt you. She has to pay for it! "

The villagers looked through the gate and saw the palm-sized green patch on the pile of firewood fluttering in the wind.

The village head shouted to the crowd, "Erniu, San Danzi, come here. Take Daliu to the clinic to treat his wound. Then take him to the cowshed!"

Hearing the village head's order, Erniu and San Danzi, two tall and thin young men, came out and carried Tian Daliu to the clinic.

Tian Daliu struggled with all his might, "Uncle, I didn't go to Mingying's house!

Don't listen to my wife's nonsense! "

Qian Mingying had already taken down the cloth from the pile of firewood and handed it to the village head. The village head took the cloth and stared at Tian Daliu, asking, "Daliu, take a look. Did you go in or not?"

Tian Daliu looked at the cloth and felt a little weak. He muttered in a low voice, "Uncle, I really don't have it!"

The village head grabbed Tian Daliu's thigh and compared it with the cloth. Then he said to Tian Daliu angrily, "Your wife said so. And this. What else do you want to say?"

With one sentence, Tian Daliu's head drooped and he was speechless. He was carried to the clinic by Er Niu and San Danzi, while Daliu's wife followed them, crying and wailing.

The village head looked at Qian Mingying with his small eyes and smiled, "Little girl!"

Qian Mingying smiled and nodded, "Yes, uncle!"

"We're all relatives in the village. If we send this to the higher-ups, our village will lose face. Look, I'll make the decision and let Daliu pay you some food. Then we'll forget about this matter. Is that okay?"

The village head said embarrassedly. It looked like he was bullying a child if he took the cloth so lightly.

Qian Mingying didn't think it was a big deal. She was not afraid of losing an arm or breaking a leg. The whole yard was full of traps. It was a good idea to have some fun.

Qian Mingying nodded happily, "Uncle, we call each other brother and sister. We're family. Let's leave it at that!

Brother Daliu's family doesn't have it easy either. Forget about the food! "

After hearing Qian Mingying's words, the villagers all praised her. They said that the girl was generous and righteous. She was not petty and had a bad life. They all looked at her with pity.

After seeing off the village head and the villagers who were watching the show at the door, Qian Mingying turned around and said to Tian Xiaoku with a smile, "Let's peel the skin and eat the meat!"

Tian Xiaoku was stunned, "What?"

Qian Mingying looked at Tian Xiaoku's silly look and shook her head, "Come and help me boil the water!"