Jiang Zhi appeared with murderous intent. Wang Xiaoju's voice stuttered, lowered her tone and immediately said in a different tone: "Brother, Genbao and I have to eat and drink outside. You can't take over everything."
Xu Genyou was so angry that he held the pole and ignored Wang Xiaoju. He only stared at the withered Xu Genbao: "Genbao, what did you say?"
My sister-in-law is married from another family, and my uncle's family is not easy to discipline.
But this younger brother of the same mother was brought up by himself, and all good things were given to him. Now that he is a father, he still turns his elbows outward like this.
At this time, Jiang Zhi had already walked to the middle and was looking at Wang Xiaoju.
Wang Xiaoju wanted to retreat, but now was not the time for her to shrink back if she wanted, so she still stood firm and stared back provocatively.
Jiang Zhi smiled slightly and looked to the side again.
Standing next to Wang Xiaoju was a young man, wearing a coarse short coat, with a somewhat decent appearance, but his eyes were averted when he looked at people, and his face looked awkward. This was Xu Genbao.
Behind Xu Genbao and his wife were seven or eight carefree men, wearing shirtless short coats and revealing a few crooked scars. None of them would have been recognized by the Wang brothers.
Jiang Zhi put down the basket on his back: "You continue to talk, I will just listen!"
After saying that, she tilted her buttocks, and the baskets of cotton that Wang Xiaoju snatched out were really standing next to her.
What's the rush?
Get some rest first, adjust your mood by the way, and figure out the situation first.
Everyone on the field looked at each other, and those carefree men looked at Jiang Zhi, whispering to each other and laughing.
A few words floated into Jiang Zhi's ears: "Who is this woman?"
"I heard that a woman is now the village chief of Xujia Village. Could it be her?"
"Hahahaha, if a woman becomes the village chief, the men in Xujia Village will be dead! When a woman is frightened by something, she will just shout a few times, but it's useless!"
Jiang Zhi's face didn't change, and his heart didn't beat. He would let these people know later whether a woman could be the village chief.
Xu Genbao swallowed his saliva, looked at his wife, then at Jiang Zhi, and then said to Xu Genyou: "Brother, I didn't make any money from working in the town. Father Xiaoju is celebrating his birthday tomorrow, and I want to give him a gift. These grains I’ll share some of the cotton in exchange for money.”
Xu Genyou shook his head: "No, you said when you left that all the harvest from the fields at home will be given to my mother."
He is an honest and upright person, especially his attitude towards land and food is the most sincere.
Those pieces of land were dug out by my father with hoe after hoe before he was alive, and he even gave him the best pieces of land. But Genbao threw it away as soon as he said it. He thought his life was so hard that he wouldn't even last until the New Year, so he left his mother and went to town. superior.
It makes no sense to want food now after not working in the fields for a day.
Wang Xiaoju's heart was a little weak at first, but seeing Jiang Zhi sitting silently next to her, she suddenly became lively again.
When it comes to family matters, Mrs. Jiang is the village chief and an outsider, so it’s not easy for her to get involved.
Thinking this in her heart, her fear of Jiang Zhi disappeared, and Wang Xiaoju suddenly started to make a fuss: "You Xu family bully others, I am the Xu family's daughter-in-law, why can't I take the output of my own land.
My good fields and good land will never let you breed white people. As much as my mother can chew by herself, it will not end up in the mouths of your family. "
Jiang Zhi raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything. He just wanted to watch the show first.
Xu Genyou was stupid and couldn't tell the difference between the two, but he refused to give way: "No, if you don't work, you won't get it for free."
It is said that one pair of tricks can adapt to all changes, but Xu Genyou refused, and Wang Xiaoju even said that it was of no use to God.
The gangsters following behind couldn't bear it anymore and said to Wang Xiaoju: "Sister-in-law of the Wang family, you asked us to help carry food, do you still want to do it?
If they want to move, we brothers will help. If not, we will leave. Remember to go back to town and pay for the tea. "
Wang Xiaoju's face darkened, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Bring these cotton and corns back to town, and I will certainly give you money!"
She knew that these gangsters didn't run away for free. She had agreed to get 28 cents as long as they moved to town in exchange for money.
After getting Wang Xiaoju's promise, the leading gangster raised his hand: "I'm sorry, everyone, we are paid to do things, and you can talk about your family matters behind closed doors. Brothers, move things!"
As he said that, the seven or eight gangsters swarmed up, carried the cotton basket and corn, and left, intending to rob them forcefully.
Xu Genyou shouted and stepped forward to stop him. At this time, other people in the village had already come out.
Now most of the young people go to work in the fields, leaving only the old, weak, women and children in the village.
But seeing Village Chief Jiang sitting in the middle, he also came around and blocked the road.
Jiang Zhi sat on the cotton without moving, looking coldly at the gangster coming towards him.
Before the other party could say anything, he slowly pulled out a yellow wattle stick from his butt...
I picked this from the yellow thorn bushes on the edge of the field just now when I met Chunxi on the road.
As soon as the gangster approached, he was greeted by a wave of yellow vitex trees.
"Ah! Ah!"
Following the first sound of a stick hitting flesh, there was a series of earth-shaking screams.
The yellow wattle stick in Jiang Zhi's hand made a sound, and he scolded him as he beat him: "Didn't your parents teach you that you can't take any money, or eat all the shit? Look at you, you have a brain built to pretend to be shit. Just yell and run away."
The yellow vitex thumb is thick, moderately soft and hard, and has a little elasticity when waved. It has excellent skin-friendly properties and is guaranteed to be close to the bone.
The gangster was seventeen or eighteen years old. In the fear dominated by Huang Jingtiao, he was beaten up and down, crawling and rolling: "Stop fighting, stop fighting, I don't want to earn this money!"
This was like my mother's beating. It shocked the gangsters who led the team. They quickly rushed over to save people: "You damn bitch is crazy...ah! Crazy bitch, crazy bitch!"
Jiang Zhicai was not used to him, and all education was not as solid as Huang Jingtiao. This was the best way to "convince people with virtue."
Even though the gangster in the lead was also thirty years old, he still held his head and ran away amidst the violent beatings.
The few helpers who were still tugging at Xu Genyou and Li Laoshi were too shocked to recover from the scene in front of them. Finally, someone reacted and protected the two of them with wooden sticks.
"Brother, what's going on with you?"
At this time, the two gangsters were hiding behind, trembling with pain and anger: "Crazy woman, that's a crazy woman!"
Because they had to protect their heads and faces, their arms, shoulders and backs were covered in bulges of blood. Mixed with the scars, they looked like peeling cauliflower snakes.
They also didn't expect that the village chief didn't respect martial ethics and would beat people first without asking any questions.
The screams and pain here echoed in the village. The old and young people had already surrounded Wang Xiaoju and others, and they kept scolding: "What the hell, you brought people to the house to steal food!"
"Xu Genbao, you also came from Xujiacun, you are embarrassing your ancestors!"
Jiang Zhi turned the hand that was squeezing the yellow vitex tree. He was too excited just now and used too much force. His hand seemed to be cramping!
This group of people also don’t think about it. To beat a dog, you still need to look at the owner.
On your own territory, seven or eight people dare to come and grab things. This is stamping your face as the village chief into the mud!
Regardless of whether it makes sense or not, let’s teach you how to be a guest first!
