After years of hard work in the business world, he had used various methods and experienced countless scenes, large and small. Zhao Cheng glanced at Hu Laoliu and saw through the middle-aged ruffian's fierce appearance and inner lust.
"Who are you?" Hu Laoliu glanced at Zhao Cheng holding Zhou Rushuang's hand, feeling a little uneasy.
He had a knack for bullying orphans and widowed mothers, but he gave up when it came to tough situations. Seeing that Zhao Cheng was not easy to mess with, Hu Laoliu planned to give up temporarily, so he pretended to be calm and asked.
Zhao Cheng glanced at him and ignored him.
He said to several farmers: "Thank you so much for your generous words just now. Zhao Cheng thanks you here!"
He pulled Zhou Rushuang and saluted several farmers. The farmers quickly waved their hands and said: "We are all from the same village. You can't watch the little girl being bullied. This is nothing."
Zhao Cheng then turned around, looked at Hu Laoliu coldly and said, "My name is Zhao Cheng, Zhou Rushuang's husband. What did you just say to my wife here?"
Zhao Cheng? Hu Laoliu rolled his eyes, and seemed to have heard of Zhao Cheng's name, because Zhoujia Village and Liuxi Village were not too far apart, and the loss of family property by a prodigal was more or less a hot topic, so Hu Laoliu heard that Not surprising though.
"It turns out that this little thief is your wife. That's just right. Your wife stole my rice ears, and you have to pay for it."
Hu Laoliu pointed at the blue flower cloth bag held in Zhou Rushuang's arms and said, "I saw with my own eyes that she put my rice ears in that cloth bag."
Zhao Cheng raised the stick in his hand, slapped it firmly on Hu Laoliu's face, and immediately drew a bright red blood stain.
"That's wrong. Say it again." If Zhao Cheng hadn't been weak, he would have beaten Hu Laoliu to death.
Hu Laoliu didn't expect that the other party had no intention of being reasonable at all, and started to attack when he came up. He screamed strangely and was about to rush over.
Zhao Cheng raised the stick in his hand, pointed it at him and said, "Think carefully, I only need three sentences to expose your scheme when we get to the Yamen!"
Hu Laoliu stopped suddenly and stared at Zhao Cheng suspiciously.
Zhao Cheng said: "When that time comes, don't blame me for taking advantage of your situation to peel off your skin and bones!"
Hu Laoliu touched his swollen face and said bitterly: "I don't know what you mean. But my rice field was stolen this morning. You said your wife didn't steal it." , Do you dare to let her open the bag and take a look?"
"Why should I show it to you? You have no control over what is in my wife's bag. If you are not convinced, you can report it to the official."
"But I'm warning you, if you dare to spit out a word of "thieves" from your mouth again, I will knock out all your teeth!"
With enough momentum, Hu Laoliu was bluffed by Zhao Chengzhen's true and false words, and couldn't make up his mind for a moment. Zhao Cheng then pulled Zhou Rushuang aside and asked about the situation in a low voice.
At this time, Zhou Rushuang gradually calmed down and told Zhao Cheng the truth about what happened.
"I saw a pile of rice ears in the wasteland and thought they were picked by others from the wasteland, so I didn't think much about it."
Zhao Cheng had already figured it out in his mind, so he turned towards Hu Laoliu and without saying a word, he raised the wooden stick in his hand to beat him.
Hu Laoliu was so frightened that he covered his face and hid aside, screaming: "What are you doing?"
Zhao Cheng chased for a few steps but couldn't catch up, so he simply stopped chasing and stood on the spot and said: "You set up a trap to frame my wife. Not only did you make a false accusation, but you also had evil intentions. You will definitely get the lawsuit today!"
These words made Hu Laoliu feel cold.
Zhao Cheng shouted loudly to the farmers next to him: "These guys, please be witnesses!"
As she spoke, she pointed at Zhou Rushuang's feet. Because she was poor, the little girl had no shoes to wear, and the fields were still wet and muddy. If she walked in wearing straw sandals, she would easily pull them off.
So Zhou Rushuang was running around barefoot these days, but Hu Laoliu was wearing a pair of straw shoes, and a new pair of straw shoes, with a lot of mud on them.
"Look, my wife is barefoot, but there is only some dust under her feet, not new mud."
"As for this Hu Laoliu, the soil on his feet is exactly the soil from the field. If you go to his field now, you should have the footprints of straw sandals, but there will definitely be no footprints of my wife in his field. "
Several farmers suddenly understood, stepped forward, grabbed Hu Laoliu's arm and said, "Let's go, now look at the place where the rice ears are lost in your field. Whose footprints are there?"
Hu Laoliu didn't expect that this kid would turn the tables with just a few words, and he couldn't help but secretly regret taking this job.
Without any explanation, several farmers took Hu Laoliu to his field to check for footprints.
Because rice fields love water, even though it is late autumn, there is still some mud in the fields. You can clearly see two lines of footprints. If you look closely, you can also see the grass stalks stuck to the edges of the footprints. They are obviously Hu Laoliu's own footprints. .
Hu Laoliu still wanted to quibble, but when he saw Zhao Cheng's gloomy eyes at the side, his heart suddenly trembled, and he quickly said: "That's because I wrongly blamed the little girl. I was also anxious and said the wrong thing."
Zhao Cheng glanced at Hu Laoliu and said, "Since you are from the same village, I will spare your life today."
At this time, he was exhausted, but he was holding on and did not dare to show his fatigue, for fear that Hu Laoliu would see his flaws.
With the witness of several farmers, Hu Laoliu did not dare to talk nonsense anymore and walked away in despair.
Zhao Cheng thanked the farmers again for their help, then took Zhou Rushuang's hand and walked slowly back along the road in the village.
"Have you eaten too much?" Zhao Cheng asked.
The little girl lowered her head and hummed.
Zhao Cheng looked at Zhou Rushuang's messy hair and dirty face, and felt that it was really hard for this little girl.
"Don't be so stupid from now on, I'm here."
The little girl raised her head and looked at Zhao Cheng. She felt that Zhao Cheng's hands were warm and generous, and she felt inexplicably at ease in her heart.
"Um."
Zhao Cheng said: "Since you promised me, you must keep your word. During this period, you should not run out to pick up rice ears. Don't worry, I will solve these problems one by one."
Zhou Rushuang's voice was slightly louder: "Well, I obey my husband."
"But..." she whispered: "If you don't go out every day, there will be nothing to do."
Zhao Cheng frowned: "Why do you have nothing to do? You can play the flute for me."
"I can't."
"I teach you."
"Yeah." Zhou Rushuang became happy.
The two people held hands and walked slowly along the village road to the ruined temple.
And none of them noticed that in a hidden corner, Li Dashan's eyes were staring closely at the two figures.
Next to Li Dashan is the fat face of Matchmaker Wang.
"Good man, don't worry, I have found the young master."
