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However, he remembered that Lao Meng did say that his son worked in a brick and tile factory in the county. "He was ambitious. He didn't even send a message, let alone go home." Is it really like what Mrs. Cao said?
Yun Suji thought for a while, it would be easy to find out whether Lao Meng's son was alive. He could find out just by asking at the factory. Unfortunately, there was no telephone or telegraph in the village, so we had to send someone there.
Just as she was thinking about it, Mrs. Cao was crying again, saying that Liu Yuanhu had occupied her daughter-in-law.
"...less than two years after my son died, that bastard Liu Yuanhu snatched Gaifeng away from my family. Ever since my son died, the two of us have been dependent on each other. Even mother and daughter have not been able to kiss each other. ! I didn’t expect that Liu Yuanhu would break into my house in broad daylight to rob someone! My son--" When she talked about her sadness, she threw herself on the ground and screamed, crying in a melodious tone.
Yun Suji thought: Is there still such a thing? ! He felt that things were a bit complicated. Then he asked: "Don't cry, don't cry. If you have any other injustices, tell them."
Old Mrs. Cao gave up her wailings. While wiping her tears, she told many things about the "gang of three" who abused and bullied them as "orphans and widowed mothers". She also said that Liu Yuanhu had long had evil thoughts about her daughter-in-law and often used physical force. She even tried to rape her daughter-in-law once, but luckily she didn't succeed until she came back... When she got to the emotional point, she couldn't help but cry again, it was so miserable that Yun Suji couldn't help but be moved by it.
She also exposed the bad deeds of many village cadres. Some cadres did not participate in labor, and they collected labor and asked others to farm for them; "The thief's handprint", and said, "If the cook does not steal, he will not harvest the grain." Liu Yuanhu arrested him and beat him with forty poles, and sent him to hard labor for three months. The old man Min did not cultivate the land for half a year, so he had to eat Living with pumpkins and sweet potatoes...
Seeing that she could no longer say anything new, Yun Suji said: "I know everything you said. Just go back and rest, and I will find out the matter. I will give you justice."
"Thank you very much, Chief Qingtian!" Old Mrs. Cao knelt on the ground, kowtowed several times, and said, "But I don't dare to go back - I went home. Tomorrow will be the end of 'death from a sudden illness'! Please Qingtian The great master makes the decision!”
Yun Suji thought, we have to be careful about this. If the grassroots level is rotten, they can do all kinds of crazy things. He nodded immediately and said: "Well, you have the right to rest in this village hall for the night. I have guards here. I will never let you get hurt."
He got up and came out, called the guard captain, and told him to keep an eye on Mrs. Cao at night and not let her get hurt.
"She eats and drinks with you, and you guard the door outside when she sleeps. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Chief!"
When Yun Suji went out, she met Fan Twelve and saw him standing at the door of the village office a little distracted. When he saw him coming out, he greeted him calmly: "Chief..."
Yun Suji nodded: "I know what you want to say. You don't need to say it, I know it in my heart. The policy of the Senate has always been 'never let a bad person go and never wrongly accuse a good person'. I will not care about your work in the village." It’s visible.”
Fan Twelve was just thinking about the meaning of the chief's words when Yun Suji said again: "I'm going to have dinner now, and I'll talk to you after dinner."
After saying that, he went to Lao Yang's house for dinner, leaving a slightly lost Fan Twelve lingering at the entrance of the village hall.
When Lao Yang's family heard that the chief was coming to have dinner, they were also in a hurry. He felt that Chief Yun was honest in his words and a member of the villagers, so he was very enthusiastic. His family was originally a relatively decent family, so he asked his wife to take out the white flour that he had saved for the New Year. Rolled out the noodles. I also cooked a pot of "tomato and egg marinade" according to the latest Australian method.
As soon as Yun Suji entered the room, she smelled the fragrant smell. The room was steaming with steam, and noodles and stewed vegetables were already placed on the table. Old Mrs. Yang mixed some more cold vegetables.
Lao Yang respectfully carried the lunch box sent by the guard in advance, which was full of hand-made noodles. Yun Suji was surprised when he saw it: local farmers rarely have access to white flour, which is truly a "precious ingredient." Needless to say, this pot of noodles took out all the noodles that were reserved for the New Year.
"That's very polite of you. I can just have some pancakes and porridge!"
"If so," Lao Yang was very happy, "I'd be happy to feed it to you!"
Old Mrs. Yang also smiled and said: "It's not meaty either. Only eggs are enough."
Seeing that they were sincere, Yun Suji was not polite. Sit down, pour the marinade on it and start eating. Mrs. Yang served noodles for herself and Heini, and was carrying the bowls to the yard to eat when Yun Suji said, "You are eating here too."
Old Yang's wife smiled apologetically and said: "I am a woman, how can I have dinner at the same table as the chief!"
"We eat alone, so we don't need to be so polite." Yun Suji specially chose to have dinner at Lao Yang's house today for a reason. He had noticed that Lao Yang was a very straightforward person, and he would definitely get a lot of truth when talking to him while eating. situation in the village.
Lao Yang's wife couldn't resist, so she asked Heini to go to the courtyard to eat by herself, and she also served on the table.
Lao Yang liked to drink some wine during dinner. He thought the sugar cane wine sold in the market town was "sweet", so he brewed some local wine with the small yellow rice he grew and poured it out for Yun Suji to drink.
Yun Suji and Lao Yang chatted while eating, talking about the harvest and life. As they talked, they asked about Mrs. Cao.
Lao Yang sighed and said: "Old Mrs. Cao is also a pitiful person! I heard that she was a widow in her early years and managed to drag her son into a wife. Her family fled here and settled here. They divided the land and got a house. They were living a small life. We were living a prosperous life, but we didn’t expect that our son, Hu Laba, would be gone! He didn’t even leave any grandchildren, so no wonder he couldn’t turn his head around!”
"How did her son die?"
"I went to work in the coal mine. I didn't pay attention while pushing the mine cart and was hit." Old Yang sighed. "It was really miserable when I brought it back. The upper body was bloody and bloody, and the head was no longer visible!"
"Without her son, who will farm the land to feed her?" Yun Suji asked, "I think she looks well-groomed, and she doesn't look like she is short of food and clothing."
"In the village." Lao Yang said, "She is a poor family, so the village must support her. Of course, don't think about eating and drinking well..."
"Where is her family's land? It is said that someone has farmed it for her."
"Of course there are people." Old Yang was already easy to talk, but as the wine entered his stomach, he started to chatter more and more, "She is in a desperate land, who doesn't like farming? After paying the grain, she will pay 30% to the village, and the rest will be hers. It has nothing to do with Lao Fan. I can’t even plant it if I want to.”
"I don't think it counts." Yun Suji calculated, "The public grain is more than 15%. If I give another 30% to the village, I will lose half of it, and I have to pay for seeds, fertilizers and labor..."
"The important thing is not the 50% of the grain, but an account that pays public grain." Old Yang blushed as soon as he drank. "The people who farm the land are all big grain farmers. Originally, more taxes were paid in the area. Now there are two tax payers. If they own the account, they will transfer part of the grain produced in their own fields to the farming households..."
Yun Suji has understood that this is how it is done! He couldn't help but secretly admire the wisdom of the people, and he asked again:
"You won't give her the food you harvested?"
"Old Mrs. Cao is an orphan now. She is counted as a social security household in the village, and her food and clothing are all provided by the village. The harvest paid by the farmers on behalf of the farmers is considered as money to support her." Lao Yang said, "As for how much she can use, it is up to her. When it comes to matters, it’s up to everyone to act according to their own conscience.”
"I heard that her son died and the county provided a pension."
"I don't know about this. Who can figure out what's going on in the county?" Lao Yang said, "Besides, this money is distributed from the county, layer by layer, and you may be peeled off layer by layer. How many of them can Old Mrs. Cao get?" Money? You don’t have to rely on the village to support you!”
Yun Suji was not clear about the pension payment process and could not discuss it further, so he asked, "Mrs. Cao never mentioned the pension?"
Lao Yang shook his head, and his wife timidly said: "I've heard of it..." Then she glanced at her husband again.
Lao Yang said: "You just say whatever you hear, and it's up to me to see what I do? Today, the chief allows you to come to the table and speak, and I won't slap you in the butt if you say something wrong."
Only then did Lao Yang's wife say that she once heard Mrs. Cao scold her daughter-in-law for taking away her son's "life money" and that she was "unconscionable" and that sooner or later "the adulterer and the adulterer would be punished together."
"...I think this 'life-changing money' is not just a pension?"
Yun Suji nodded. What Old Yang's wife said must be true. So the pension was paid, but it was taken away by her wife... He asked again:
"What happened to Mrs. Cao's wife? I heard she was robbed, so why is there an adulterer..."
"Robbing it?" Lao Yang smiled, "It's better if I run away!"
"So it's not Liu Yuanhu who took it away?"
"Liu Yuanhu is a stupid kid. Although he is domineering and does all kinds of mischief, he can't do things like robbing a widow and giving birth to a son without an asshole." Lao Yang drank almost a pot of wine, poured marinade on the noodles and served it. While eating the bowl, she said, "Old Mrs. Cao is not good to Gai Feng - she is a child bride, and she has endured hardships and beatings since she was a child. After settling in the village, she was uneasy and encouraged her son to beat her wife all day long - beat her wife It’s not a big deal—but it’s rare to fight to death like this!”
Old Yang's wife said: "Hey, what a crime: soaking bamboo sticks in water and pumping them; pressing them on a bench and beating them with a pole! She couldn't stand up or sit down on the bench after being beaten, and they forced her to carry water to do work, and her legs It’s all black and blue…”
Yun Suji frowned and said, "You are my wife anyway, why are you planning such a heavy move?"
Lao Yang said: "The one in her family is very jealous! We didn't know it when we first arrived in the village, but later we discovered that as long as he is a man, no matter how young or old he is, as long as he gets close to her and says a few words If you say that, you will get a good beating when you go back!" (To be continued.).
