Changping Village.
Faced with Zhang Lezi's pitiful plea, what Yang Huazhong said made Zhang Lezi so full of words that he could no longer say any more.
Because the most extravagant outcome he hopes for right now is to take Zhang Xiangzi home from the ancestral hall. He will not do any work, but just keep an eye on him every day and take good care of him for a month or two.
"Lao San, if I go to the county town with him to do work, I will follow him and keep an eye on him at all times. If I don't return to the village for three months or half a year,
When I am sure that he has really realized his mistake and changed it, I will bring him back. Do you think this will work?" Zhang Lezi asked Yang Huazhong cautiously again.
Yang Huazhong shook his head decisively, "Tiger has a chance to take a nap, let alone you. If you are negligent, he will come back and wait for revenge. Who can rest assured?"
Zhang Lezi raised three fingers: "I, Zhang Lezi, swear to God, I will never take a nap. I will stare at him while sleeping and tie him to my waistband."
Yang Huazhong waved his hand, "I believe in your sincerity, but we gave him a chance. Not only did he not change, but he worsened. We cannot take this risk."
Zhang Laizi lowered his hands and burst into tears.
"Third son, I only have two sons. If Xiangzi, this beast, really goes to jail, my family will be broken up. He is not married yet. If he goes to jail, he will be stained. He will definitely be beaten in the future. "Bachelor"
Yang Huazhong sighed, "It's useless for you to cry with me. If Guiling hadn't taken Mianmian away in advance, Mianmian would be the one who would be stained and unable to marry for the rest of her life.
Your son is a human being, and other people's daughters are also human beings. There is no need to discuss this matter. Either he will be sent to the government, or you will drive him out of our Changping Village. You can go back and think about it and give me the result tomorrow morning. "
Zhang Laizi still cried, "Third brother, how can I give you any results this night?"
Yang Huazhong said, "Okay, if you can't give me the result, then I will help you make up your mind and let the whole village vote to decide."
This time Yang Huazhong dealt with Zhang Xiangzi's matter vigorously and resolutely. After running from house to house, at night, a man who was the head of the family came to Yang Huazhong's yard.
The stools at Yang Huazhong's house were not enough to sit on, but everyone didn't care. Everyone stood or squatted, and some came to watch the fun. The yard was packed with people.
Yang Huazhong placed a large bamboo basket in the middle, with two signs inserted next to the basket.
The two simple words "one" and "two" are marked on the brand.
Even people who can't write can draw a few strokes according to this character.
Yang Huazhong told everyone again what the two brands meant.
"First, send it to the government, who will investigate and deal with it."
"Two, expel Zhang Xiangzi himself from Changping Village and never allow him to return to the village."
This was the first time for everyone to participate in such a thing, and they all became curious and geared up.
Yang Huazhong asked Yang Yongzhi and others to give each person a piece of white paper as big as a palm and half a carbon pen for each person.
Everyone then scratched and scratched on their own paper.
Some of them who were close to each other would get together and discuss it quietly for a few times. Then they would draw each piece on the paper, crumple it into a ball, and start lining up to throw it into the bamboo basket in front of Yang Huazhong.
Anyway, there is no need to write your name on it, no need to take responsibility, and no need to worry about the revenge of the old Zhang family.
Everyone thought this was a novelty. After shooting the team for a round, the bamboo basket in front of Yang Huazhong was almost full.
He asked everyone to step aside and wait patiently, and then ordered a few literate young people to come over and open the paper balls in front of everyone, and count the votes for each brand.
Those who watched the excitement were not afraid of big troubles. They were in groups of three and five, all excitedly and eagerly speculating on the voting results.
Only Zhang Lezi and his wife were sitting in a corner isolated from everyone. They were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.
Xiangzi's mother clasped her hands together and muttered something in her mouth, making her last struggle, hoping that the Bodhisattva would protect her and help Zhang Xiangzi save the day.
Zhang Laizi is a man, more practical than a woman. He craned his neck and stared at the person tallying the votes over there without blinking. He was so nervous that sweat dripped from his forehead.
After suffering for a while, the results finally came out.
Yang Yongzhi held up the lantern and let several village elders take a look.
"The votes for one and two are the same"
"It's the same, so what should we do now?"
Hearing the voice from the crowd, Zhang Laizi swallowed nervously, quickly pushed through the crowd and squeezed to the front, pressed his hands on the table and asked loudly, "Third brother, how many village elders and uncles, the two votes are the same, for a moment I can’t decide what to do. Why don’t you let me take Xiangzi home and keep him in good custody? I’ll lock him in the house and won’t let him out for half a year, okay?”
Several village elders looked at each other, and one of them said, "Let Li Zheng talk about this matter."
Yang Huazhong stood up and looked at Zhang Laizi solemnly.
"Previously, I discussed it with several village elders. In order to be responsible to the villagers, Zhang Xiangzi cannot be careless about this matter."
"You can see what the villagers mean. 30% support sending the villagers to the government for investigation, 30% support expelling them from the village, and the remaining 40% abstain."
"We are all villagers who have lived together for most of our lives, and we must take your feelings into consideration. Therefore, I have discussed with several village elders and plan to build a small house in Shanchong for Zhang Xiangzi to live there. .”
"The door is locked all year round. I will be in charge of the key. Meals will be delivered by your old Zhang family. He will be detained for three years and let him face the wall and think about his mistakes."
"If you truly repent after three years, you will be released. If you are still stubborn, you will be detained again."
Zhang Laizi almost collapsed when he heard this.
"Third brother, this test lasts for three years, what's the difference between going to jail?" he asked with a look of despair.
Yang Huazhong said, "Why don't we send him to the government and jail without any distinction? You won't be able to see him even if you want to. He will be locked up in Shanchong. At least you can see him every day. This is also the biggest concession we make out of consideration for our fellow villagers. If you still If you can't accept it, then hand it over to the government and I will be free."
Zhang Laizi was completely dumbfounded. He froze at the table and his mind went blank.
Outside the crowd, there was a commotion. It turned out that Xiangzi's mother couldn't accept the result and fainted on the spot.
Even if you faint to death, the result will not change.
For the next three days, Zhang Xiangzi was still imprisoned in the ancestral hall. Yang Huazhong found a few men to build a room to serve as Zhang Xiangzi's cage.
Three days later, the prison was built, with no windows on three sides and a few small holes on the door to let in light. Zhang Xiangzi was brought into the house, and Yang Huazhong locked the door with a big lock.
Amid Zhang Xiangzi's angry roar, Yang Huazhong led a group of people down the mountain and away.
At this point, Zhang Xiangzi's incident came to an end.
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Ugly women farming: Mountain man doting on his wife
Ugly women farming: Mountain man doting on his wife
