Instead, he was dragged away like a pig to death by the young people in Jiangjiacun.
"This person is really bad!" Song Jingyun was furious when he saw Wei Wanshun being taken away. "A person like this should fall into a pit while walking, eat without chopsticks, have nightmares when sleeping at night, and be tortured for the rest of his life!"
Jiang Michia, "..."
The way the little brother-in-law curses people is really unusual.
"Ah...ah...ah sneeze!"
One of the few young men who were trying to drag Wei Wanshun to the ancestral hall suddenly felt his nose itchy and sneezed loudly.
It didn't matter if he sneezed, his hand suddenly slipped.
Wei Wanshun was struggling constantly, and because he was fat enough, his whole body was extremely heavy. One person's hand slipped, and his body sank suddenly, and the others were unable to pull him.
"Plop!"
After two consecutive players slipped, Wei Wanshun fell to the ground like a sack.
At the same time, because of his struggle, he slipped into the small puddle next to him.
Face down.
The land that had just rained was muddy everywhere. Wei Wanshun felt that his face was covered with mud, and even the cloth stuffed in his mouth was full of muddy water.
The muddy water mixed with the saliva in his mouth kept flowing into his mouth. Wei Wanshun felt that his mouth was filled with the disgusting taste of muddy water, and his stomach felt nauseated.
Yue!
I retched a few times, and although I didn't spit anything out, there was an even weirder taste in my mouth.
Wei Wanshun felt like he was about to die...
At dawn the next day, Jiang Zhengxin led several young and strong men and Wei Wanshun to the county government office.
People like this got the stolen goods together. After beating him up a few times, Wei Wanshun also made a clean move. It didn't take too long to convict Wei Wanshun.
After being beaten thirty times, he was put in jail for the first two months.
When Jiang Zhengxin returned to Jiangjiacun with this result, the whole Jiangjiacun felt very happy.
Especially Jiang Youcheng's family.
"You really deserve it." Jiang Youcheng still didn't forget to spit.
"Speaking of which, it's all thanks to Ergou this time. If Ergou hadn't been clever at night and allowed this bastard to succeed, our workshop would have suffered a big loss," Mrs. Liu said.
"Yes, it's all thanks to Ergou." Jiang Youcheng patted Sun Ergou on the shoulder, "It's all thanks to you this time."
"You're good at it. You can't tell it at ordinary times, but you're so alert." The guys in the workshop also praised him repeatedly.
Sun Ergou was a little embarrassed by the praise, and stretched out his hand to scratch the back of his head, "You can't say it's all my fault. I usually sleep the best. I'm untouchable. If that person came here, I definitely wouldn't know."
"Then why did you get up that day?" Jiang Michia was a little surprised.
"I'm not afraid of Sister Xia's jokes. The fried noodles made by my mother-in-law that day were a bit salty. I ate two more bowls of noodles in the evening. I felt really thirsty. I drank two large bowls of water before going to bed. At night, I let my pee I woke up from suppressing it, and saw that guy entering the workshop yard..." Sun Ergou answered truthfully.
Jiang Michia, "..."
The co-authorship credit lies in the miscellaneous noodles?
Or is it about the salt?
Or maybe it’s because Liu’s craftsmanship is so good…
Of course, even if Sun Ergou said this, everyone would not think that it was the above three situations. They still felt that Sun Ergou's quick reaction and steady and ruthless strikes took most of the credit.
The rest, everyone thinks, should be Jiang Youcheng's family's good luck.
Mrs. Liu only cooks light meals on weekdays and never has salty meals. But the noodles she made that day were salty, so Sun Erniu stayed up at night because he drank too much water. Isn't this luck?
Such a lucky family is in Jiangjiacun, and Jiangjiacun might also be able to benefit from it in the future.
No, you have to be more confident and get rid of the possibility.
Jiangjiacun is just taking advantage of it.
Looking at the people working in the bamboo weaving workshops, they all had a bumper wheat harvest this year. The crops planted in autumn are also growing very well, much more lush than others.
Even when I usually go to the town market, my chickens and ducks can be sold at a good price. When I go shopping, I can always get cheap prices and buy good things.
This is the result of getting lucky...
For a time, Jiang Youcheng's family became the focus of everyone's attention in Jiangjia Village.
Those who go out to work should specially pass by Jiang Youcheng's house in the morning in order to have good weather and good harvest when planting crops.
Those who go out to do small business should also hang out in front of Jiang Youcheng's house if they have nothing to do, so as to hope that their business will go smoothly.
There were children at home who were about to get married, so they simply took a small bench and sat in front of Jiang Youcheng's house for an afternoon, hoping that they would be blessed and be able to arrange a good marriage.
…
In front of Jiang Youcheng's house, people come and go every day, and it is so lively that it can be compared to a market.
Jiang Michia, "..."
Things like luck belong to the category of metaphysics and are the most uncertain.
Although the little son-in-law is indeed very lucky, and even the people around him seem to have some good luck, in Jiang Michia's view, this kind of thing may only be temporary.
The little husband-in-law is very lucky at the moment. In the eyes of others, their family is lucky, so they want to go to her family to try to get good luck for themselves.
If others get good luck, it's okay, but if others don't get good luck and don't live up to their expectations...
There are even some extreme people who, because their hopes are too high, fail to get what they want in the end. Instead, they become angry and embarrassed, which may be even more troublesome.
If because the little son-in-law is so lucky, some powerful person treats the little son-in-law as a mascot and keeps him in captivity...
Don't dare to think, don't dare to think!
"Madam, what's wrong with you?" Song Jingyun asked in surprise when he saw Jiang Michia's sad face.
"Nothing..."
Your wife is thinking of ways to trick you.
Jiang Michia blinked her eyes, looked up and down, left and right, and looked at Song Jingyun carefully again.
Being scrutinized by Jiang Michia's eyes like this, Song Jingyun felt uncomfortable all over, "Is there something wrong, madam..."
"It's okay, go to bed quickly." Jiang Michia lay down, "Let's get up early tomorrow and go into the mountains."
"Okay." Song Jingyun agreed happily.
He hadn't gone into the mountains for a long time, maybe he hadn't eaten game for a long time. This time he went into the mountains hoping to hunt something.
Song Jingyun was thinking about how to eat what he hunted tomorrow.
Tired of braised dumplings, why not consider eating them smoked?
The smoked fish my mother made last time was quite delicious.
As for pheasant, how about making it into a dry pot?
No, no, people can't be so narrow-minded, they have to open their minds. Maybe you can hunt something new this time?
For example, wild boars, giant insects, etc.?
Song Jingyun was in high spirits.
Jiang Michia is also trying hard to figure it out.
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