Wan Qingniang has no objection to moving to the village hall. Her daughter has never left her, and she is worried about her facing life alone. Of course she wants to take good care of her, as she is afraid of living alone.
When Tang Zhengwen saw that she agreed, he didn't say anything more and started to do it.
Wanqing disagreed, saying that if she wanted to move, she would move alone, and it would be fine for her to live in the village office.
What she considered was that since her mother was married to Tang Zhengwen, they should live together, and she didn't want to be the middleman who broke them up.
However, when she thought about it, she felt that it was wrong. She understood her mother's painstaking efforts and was afraid that she would be hurt in the slightest. The most important thing was that if she asked not to live with her mother, it might hurt her heart. She was afraid that she would think too much and think that she Started to dislike her.
Besides, until now, she is still a little afraid of the lingering ghost of the man named Wang Zimin. If he comes to haunt her again, it is always better to have her mother by her side. Otherwise, there is really nothing a person can do to deal with it.
I can only agree first, and then find an opportunity to persuade my mother to move back to live with Tang Zhengwen. I can take the time to come over to help and make a living.
Tang Zhengwen took some daily necessities he bought yesterday and delivered them to the village office in person.
Originally, there were some bowls and chopsticks that were intended to be given to Wanqing, but thinking that they would still come to the base to eat, they put them down for the time being.
Wanqing's quilt had been placed at the village office in advance, and the village chief also left her the key to the door. The three of them quickly arrived at the village office.
Tang Zhengwen took out the sickle stuck on his back, asked a villager for some bamboo, divided it into several pieces, and spread them on the bed.
Wan Qingniang looked at the very clean dormitory and helped to make the bed. A small family was formed, and the mother and daughter finally settled down here.
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That night, Tang Zhengwen felt inexplicably lost, as if something important was missing. He felt uneasy and couldn't sleep at all.
Recalling that when Wanqing and his daughter were sent away, the workers felt self-righteous and secretly sympathized with him.
It was said that he could no longer reach such a high level. Wanqing became a public official, and her mother would naturally become rich and valuable. It was not for an old bachelor like him to get involved again.
He seemed to have become a hungry eagle who wanted to eat the flesh of a swan, overestimating his ability!
However, he doesn't care what others think.
As long as Wanqing and her daughter live well, it doesn't matter if they are separated from Wanqing's mother.
I don't know how long it took, but Tang Zhengwen was suddenly awakened, rolled over and climbed up, looking at the lights outside.
By the way, it's so late, why are the lights still on? Moreover, it didn't look like it was coming from someone's house, like a torch.
He was shocked. Could it be that someone was harmful to Wanqing? I heard that the man named Wang Zimin was pestering Wanqing endlessly. Did he find this place?
He came out of the shed and glanced over. In the village opposite, torches were flashing and people seemed to be moving.
He didn't even bother to get dressed, he just put on a pair of pants and ran towards the school without even putting on his shoes.
When he first entered the village, a group of people gathered around and there was a man lying on the ground. Tang Zhengwen couldn't help but take a breath of air.
I saw that there was no good part of the man's body. He was completely unrecognizable and his body was covered in blood and flesh. Even the color of his clothes could not be seen, they were all soaked in blood.
"What happened?" Tang Zhengwen asked in shock.
"Horse thief!" someone said angrily.
Horse thief?
People hate this kind of existence, especially in mountainous areas. Horses are their main labor force and are treated like people. Some people even said that they are more obedient than raising an older son. If you tell it to face east, it will face east. He will carry whatever he is asked to carry and will not talk back at all.
Even if people have nothing to eat, they must first ensure that horses have fodder.
If you meet someone who steals a horse, you will naturally not be polite. If you catch him, you will beat him to death.
However, Tang Zhengwen never thought that kind people would really hit him so hard that even his father would not be able to recognize him.
He didn't have time to go back and see if his horse was there. Instead, he was busy rushing to the school, no, to the village hall.
Seeing that the door was closed, Tang Zhengwen breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing that there was no movement inside, he pushed the door gently. The latch was intact, indicating that no one had broken in. He finally felt relieved.
"who?"
"It's me, Tang Zhengwen, are you okay?" Hearing Wanqingniang's voice, Tang Zhengwen was overjoyed.
"We're fine. Something happened outside. It's a little noisy." It turned out that her mother and son had been awakened a long time ago, but they didn't dare to go out to see and had been hiding in the village office shivering.
"It's okay, it's just a horse thief who has been caught. Don't come out and go back to the house to sleep." Only then did Tang Zhengwen realize the seriousness of the matter. He didn't want Wanqing and his wife to watch the fun. I just want them to stay away from right and wrong.
That man probably wouldn't survive.
Once a life is lost, things become very troublesome.
"Is anyone injured?" Wanqing's worried voice sounded.
"Don't worry about it, sleep peacefully with your mother." Tang Zhengwen couldn't answer this question, so he could only tell them not to come out.
"Then be careful, Dad!" Wanqing didn't know why, but this long-lost title suddenly appeared.
Tang Zhengwen couldn't help but feel excited, he really became a father.
"Take care of your mother. I'll go check on my big black horse first. Does the thief have any accomplices?" Tang Zhengwen explained again, turned and left.
"It turns out that you didn't steal my father's horse." Wanqing came back to her senses and felt relieved.
She always thought that when the thief went to steal Tang Zhengwen's good horse, there must have been a conflict and he might have been injured.
Now that I believed he was fine, I finally felt relieved and began to comfort my mother.
Wanqing's mother was not confused. She knew that Old Tang was fine, so the mother and son went back to the house to sleep, but they couldn't fall asleep.
The village chief also heard the news, put on his clothes and came to the scene.
Looking at that situation, he also gasped.
At least don't beat people to death!
People calmed down and looked at the man on the ground who would not move again. They were a little frightened now and didn't know what to do. Even the village chief had no idea. He was pacing back and forth, asking who hit him one by one?
No one answered him. Since ancient times, it is only right to kill someone to pay for his life.
In order to vent his temporary anger, he accidentally struck a bit harder. Now he recovered and someone said, "I hit him!"
"I did it!"
"I did it!"
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One person started, and then others responded, admitting that they were the ones who hit him.
For a moment, it seemed that only Tang Zhengwen and the village chief had not said this sentence.
The owner of the horse was also among them. Of course, he was the first to notice the thief and yelled that there was a thief!
All the people in the village rushed out. I don’t know who struck first. They knocked the man off his horse with a stone, and then people swarmed up...
"Call the police!" Tang Zhengwen was probably the calmest person at the scene. He has gone back to see that his horse is still there. That horse is more likely to recognize its owner. If the owner is not around at night, strangers will not be able to get close at all.
