People are always willing to believe some of the pictures they see, and then start to publicize them based on their own imagination, without even considering the truth of the matter.
Song Zhou searched for a tricycle to no avail, so he could only rush home speechlessly, unaware that rumors about him had spread throughout the village.
A violent storm swept through.
"I'm speechless. Whoever stole my tricycle? I'll catch you and beat the gall out of you!"
Song Zhou was unhappy.
It was clear that I was a hero and saved a beautiful girl today, but I didn't expect that good people would not be rewarded.
"Uncle Dale is sitting."
As soon as he returned to the village, he saw a middle-aged man enjoying the shade. Fang Tingxu said hello to him.
But what puzzled Song Zhou was that the other party ignored him at all, and even turned around with disgust written on his face.
Didn't you offend him?
Song Zhou was confused, but what was even more surprising was yet to come.
On the road from the village head to his home, almost all the villagers avoided him like the plague when they saw him. Some even pointed at him. When he looked over, the other villagers pretended that nothing happened.
That look reminded Song Zhou of seeing smelly dog poop on the road.
Exactly the same.
Song Zhou fell into deep reflection, but he couldn't find the reason at all.
Since his rebirth, he has corrected all his bad habits. He greets everyone and occasionally helps. Although I don’t dare to say that he will be liked by everyone in the village, I think he has never done anything bad!
what is it today?
First, a tricycle was stolen for rescuing someone, and then someone pointed him out when he returned to the village.
When I got home, I just walked in the door.
The sight before him stunned him.
His parents and Jiang Xue's whole family were staring directly at him.
Anger, disappointment, sadness, pain...
All kinds of emotions that Song Zhou couldn't understand filled the courtyard.
And judging from the bulging veins on his father Song Zhengjun's hands, it was obvious that he had "murderous intentions" towards him.
"Dad, mother, Uncle Jiang, aunt, Brother Dong, Xiaoxue, why are you all here?"
Song Zhou swallowed unconsciously.
"Young man, kneel down for me."
"Dad, what happened?"
"I'll make you kneel down!"
Song Zhengjun kicked Song Zhou in the calf and made him kneel on the ground.
Jiang Xue looked nervous and subconsciously moved a few steps to the side.
"Dad, what happened?" Song Zhou was confused.
"Guizi, tell me the truth, have you done something illegal?" Song Zhengjun's face was ashen, but for the first time, his eyes began to look panicked.
Even when he was surrounded by spies when he was young, he never panicked, but at this moment, he was really nervous!
At the same time, the entrance was crowded with villagers watching the excitement, and many people even climbed on the walls.
"Is it illegal?" Song Zhou shook his head: "No, dad, there is absolutely no way I would do anything illegal. Besides, after the reform and opening up, the state encourages the recovery of the individual economy and absolutely supports setting up stalls to make money. Go to the county and see how many people are doing it. There’s absolutely no problem with setting up a stall.”
"Stop changing the subject for me!"
boom!
The stick hit Song Zhou's back mercilessly, causing him to gasp in pain.
"I'm not telling you about setting up a stall today. Did you...did you kill someone?"
Song Zhengjun's voice trembled.
This man who had killed dozens of spies without blinking his eyes was now a little trembling.
"Son, how could you do such a thing!" Yan Huiru cried so hard that if it weren't for Jiang Xue's mother supporting her, she would have had trouble even standing up.
"Father, mother, why can't I understand what you are saying? Who did I kill?"
Song Zhou felt that this was even more unbelievable than being reborn. I turned into a murderer after being so good?
"Everyone has seen it with their own eyes, but you bastard still doesn't admit it. You...you have to make me angry to death before you will accept it!"
Song Zhengjun was so angry that his whole body trembled, and he swiped the stick in his hand again and again, but his eye circles began to turn red.
This was his own son, how could he not feel distressed.
But this guy actually killed someone!
After more than a dozen blows, the blood had been drawn from Song Zhou's back, and the real fire was drawn out of Song Zhou!
"stop fighting!"
Song Zhou's voice was like thunder. He stood up and grabbed the stick in his father's hand, broke it with his foot and smashed it to the ground. His expression was distorted.
He admitted it when he saved people, he admitted it when he spent money, he admitted it when his tricycle was stolen, he admitted it when the villagers pointed at him, but why should he be unjustly accused of murder?
The inner rebellion of young people reaches its extreme at this moment!
"Dad, are you my biological father? Are you willing to beat me to death? I don't understand. I'm your biological son. I already said I didn't kill anyone. Why can't you investigate clearly? Could it be that you, you? Don’t you even believe your own son?”
"Xiaozhou, your father is doing this for your own good." Jiang Xue's father, Jiang Qizhen, said coldly: "Where do you get the face to yell?"
"Why can't I scream?"
Song Zhou got completely angry and responded unceremoniously to Jiang Qizhen. A surge of domineering power over everyone suddenly burst out, as if he had returned to the scene of leading the group out of the siege in his previous life.
"Uncle Jiang, there is no need for you to point fingers at me. I know you have always been dissatisfied with me and feel that I am not good enough for Xiaoxue. Then you can just call the police and arrest me. It was my fault and I am sorry for Xiaoxue. I can accept being shot or imprisoned, but you can't just find something to frame me, how did you become the village chief?"
"Song Zhou, how dare you talk to my father like this?"
"Shut up, Jiang Dong. Don't force me to slap you. It's better to go over your head before you speak. I'm almost beaten to death. Is there anything else I dare not say?"
Song Zhou looked around and waved his hand.
"Father, Uncle Jiang, I don't care about other people, but you two are old revolutionaries. Don't you even understand that without investigation, you have no right to speak? Who did I, Song Zhou, kill? How did he kill? Where was the killing? , why don’t you run away after killing someone?”
"But someone said..."
"What the hell!" Song Zhou interrupted Jiang Dong and shouted angrily: "You just believe what others say casually. What do you do with your brains? And you, shut up!"
Song Zhou turned around and yelled at the villagers watching the excitement.
"I, Song Zhou, did have some minor problems before, but whoever says that I kill people is pure nonsense, who dares to stand up and confront me, I dare to risk my life with him! Come on! Stand up!"
It is loud and powerful.
Yan Huiru's crying stopped suddenly.
The small courtyard instantly fell into deathly silence.
Everyone was silent.
Seeing Song Zhou erupting like a volcano, Song Zhengjun was a little surprised.
He had never seen his son get angry, even if he was shouting and yelling outside, but every time he faced him, he was like a quail, he never dared to resist, let alone pointed at his nose and yelled like he did today.
Had he really wronged him?
"Xiaoxue, do you think I killed someone?"
Song Zhou looked at Jiang Xue, and the haggard look in his eyes made Jiang Xue's heart tremble.
