The moonlight was cold, the night breeze was slightly cool, and the air was eerily still.
Lin Nianhe patted his heart as if he had survived the disaster: "Fortunately, I put the mouse trap, otherwise I would have really suffered a loss!"
She poked her head out from behind Wen Lan, looked at the inhuman gangster and sneered: "You are just lucky, my nail board hasn't been finished yet, otherwise... haha!"
The onlookers looked at Lin Nianhe with complicated eyes, and hugged themselves unconsciously with bad intentions. They were glad that they were just thinking about it and hadn't had time to take action yet.
This Lin Zhiqing looks soft and easy to bully, but he didn't expect to be so difficult to mess with!
Li Dahe frowned and wanted to kick this guy who was climbing up the wall of female educated youths, but since there was really no place to kick him, he could only say: "Get the mousetrap off him first!"
If he keeps tossing for a while, this person will be in trouble.
Several strong young men came forward to take out the mousetrap, perhaps out of contempt for the gangsters, or they wanted to take this opportunity to express that they had no bad intentions. Their actions were not gentle, and they directly caused more injuries to him, and he howled. Even worse than before.
After struggling for five or six minutes, all the mousetraps were finally removed.
Li Dahe shined a flashlight on his face, and then everyone saw the true face of this gangster.
"Zhao Zhuangshi?"
Lin Nianhe's brows immediately furrowed when he heard Li Dahe call out the gangster's name.
She had heard of this man's name for a long time, and Aunt Li mentioned it emphatically when she was gossiping with her yesterday.
Zhao Zhuangshi is a well-known errand in the village. He wanders around the village with nothing to do all day long, either stealing or flirting with older girls and younger wives.
His father died early, and he only had a shrewish mother who protected his calves. He himself was tall and powerful, and no one dared to control him when he was domineering in the village.
Normally, only the captain could say a few words if he couldn't stand it. Li Dahe couldn't go too far, lest Widow Zhao come to his house to cause trouble.
Li Dahe felt a headache when he saw it was Zhao Zhuangshi, and felt that he had very few hairs.
"My son!"
The piercing screams echoed over the educated youth point again. Widow Zhao, wearing a patched black shirt, rushed to Zhao Zhuangshi's side. Seeing that Zhao Zhuangshi just cried out in pain, she rolled up her sleeves and rushed towards Lin Nianhe:
"You black-hearted little bitch! How dare you let a mouse trap hurt my son! You are a dead girl who was born without a father. I will teach you a lesson!"
Lin Nianhe's eyes dimmed, he raised his hand to push away Wen Lan who was about to fight, broke away from Wang Shumei's hand and faced Widow Zhao.
She must fight this fight herself!
Lin Nianhe's physical fitness is not as good as in his previous life, but he has rich fighting experience imprinted in his mind, and his skills are still sufficient.
She held Widow Zhao's wrist that was reaching towards her with her right hand, and used a small grapple to control Widow Zhao with skillful strength.
Wen Lan, who was about to turn around to help, was shocked by Lin Nianhe's hand. Her eyes widened in shock, looking at Lin Nianhe with eyes full of eagerness.
The other villagers also gasped and looked at Lin Nianhe in disbelief.
Lin Nianhe ignored their looks and kicked Widow Zhao on the butt, knocking her onto Zhao Zhuangshi, who was still lying on the ground and groaning.
"Ouch——"
Zhao Zhuangshi was already sore all over from being caught in a mousetrap, but then he was hit by his own mother, and his whole body immediately curled up into a shrimp.
Widow Zhao was also beaten to pieces. She struggled to get up. After caring about her eldest son, she rolled her eyes, sat on the ground, patted her thighs, and howled: "Oh my God! I can't live this life." Alright! The educated youth is beating someone up!"
Widow Zhao slapped her thighs so hard that Wang Shumei instinctively wanted to rub her legs.
The villagers looked at the shameless Widow Zhao, and their mouths twitched.
They sympathized with Lin Nianhe, but they really didn't dare to stand out.
How can I live a stable life when being targeted by these naughty girls? They have seniors and juniors, so they have to take care of their own little family.
Li Dahe smoothed his hair and stepped forward bravely.
Others can be quails, but he can't ignore them!
It’s hard to be a captain...
Lin Nianhe caught a glimpse of Li Dahe's troubled expression and immediately understood what he was worried about.
She took a step forward and said before Li Dahe could speak: "My mousetrap was placed in my yard. Your son ran over and stepped on my mousetrap. I haven't asked him to compensate for my loss. How about you?" The bad guy complained first.”
Widow Zhao choked on her cry and stared straight at Lin Nianhe, like a ghost seeking her life: "What did you say? You still want me to pay compensation? Are you shameless!"
Lin Nianhe blew the dust off his hands and said calmly: "Don't want to pay? Okay, then let's report it to the police. I'll pay for your son's medicine, and you pay for my mousetrap. Oh, by the way, I still have to ask. Comrade Public Security, how should I be sentenced for the crime of being a gangster who goes to the wall of female educated youths in the middle of the night?"
Widow Zhao made a sound and swallowed all the nonsense.
She climbed up from the ground, and pulled Zhao Zhuangshi up by the way. She shook her head repeatedly: "Don't report it to the police, don't report it to the police! My son just drank too much and went the wrong way. I consider myself unlucky and won't let you pay for it." Not yet?"
"You admit it's bad luck, but I don't," Lin Nianhe raised his chin, a sly look flashed in his eyes, "I fell asleep peacefully, but suddenly I woke up with a fright..."
As she spoke, she suddenly covered her heart and fell softly in the direction of Wang Shumei: "Oh, my heart hurts... I can't survive, I have to go to the hospital..."
Wang Shumei reacted very quickly and stepped forward to help Lin Nianhe.
As soon as Lin Nianhe leaned into Wang Shumei's arms, she staggered two steps, and the two of them almost fell into a ball, looking pitiful.
The cold wind blew, causing Lin Nianhe to sneeze loudly.
This well-timed sneeze startled Widow Zhao. Looking at Lin Nianhe's frail little body, all she could think about was small coins.
It is impossible to lose money, absolutely impossible!
Widow Zhao immediately jumped up and down: "You just hit me! It hurts me too! I have to go to the hospital too!"
"Just forget it!"
Yu Xiangqin stepped forward, put her hands on her hips and rolled her eyes at Widow Zhao: "You jumped three feet high, how can you look like something is wrong?"
Only then did Widow Zhao realize that her complaining posture was wrong, and she pulled Zhao Zhuangshi: "Then my son's injuries can't be faked, right?"
"He asked for it!" Li Dahe shouted angrily, gave her a fierce look, and warned, "Old Zhao, if you keep talking nonsense, I will really report it to the police!"
Widow Zhao shut her mouth in embarrassment and whispered: "I don't have money to compensate her anyway..."
Li Dahe glanced at her and said to Zhao Zhuangshi, who had been hiding behind Widow Zhao: "You will clean the cowshed starting tomorrow. If you dare to cheat, we will report it to the police!"
Zhao Zhuangshi instinctively wanted to refuse, but before he could say anything, he heard Lin Nianhe over there muttering: "Sister Shumei, I'm not going to die... Please help me go back to the house to write a suicide note. I want to tell my dad." Mom, I was scared to death, I have to kill someone to pay for my life..."
