People from the government offices in the town came very quickly.
In addition to the two Zhenyong men wearing green cloth and soap clothes, there were also two officials, one of whom was an acquaintance of Xiaoshi Village.
Song Dequan was in his thirties, dark, thin and serious, with a mustache, just like Song Li.
He was originally a minor official in charge of grain taxation and other matters in the town. Today, the government office was short of staff to dispatch corvees, so he volunteered to be dispatched to the emergency department.
When I heard about a case in Xiaoshi Village, I happened to take a trip.
As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the village, I saw a crowd of people gathered and talking excitedly. When they saw people coming from the town official's office, they all hurried over to greet them.
Song Dequan shouted to Song Lizheng, who was walking in the front with his belt untied: "Dad, what happened in the village? Should we report it early in the morning?"
Although he was asking questions, there was no doubt in his eyes, only worries.
Yesterday, my father came to the town government office by delivering the list of corvées and mentioned the affairs of Song Lao Er's family, and also mentioned Song Liyun's "marriage" in a vague way.
For a person who works in the town official office, he has seen too many conflicts between parents and family members.
In his opinion, it is not a good thing for an old girl to be dissatisfied with her marriage and want to escape from the marriage.
It is natural for a young girl to get married, and she has to make some trouble.
It's just that he also heard about the mistreatment of the eldest child by Mr. Song's family, and he also deeply hated Mrs. Gu.
So the father said that he would take advantage of Song Zhenping's service as a corvee to let Song Liyun escape from marriage. Without saying a word, he went to find a colleague, leaving a vacancy for a cook girl unfilled, and he also agreed that his third brother should also do the service.
Unexpectedly, people from several villages had just left Qingping Town in the morning, and people from Xiaoshi Village came to report that the Song family had been stolen.
Could it be that dad is doing something inside again?
Song Lizheng's face was dripping with sweat: "Boss, you are here just in time. Something happened to Song De's rich family! Hurry up and take a look."
The village had been turned upside down, and even the vegetable cellars of every house had been opened. He was sure that Girl Yun was not in the village.
Then this matter is even more difficult to explain. Song Laoer did not hide the person.
Could it be that Girl Yun was really taken away by a thief? Even...the thief even stole firewood!
A group of people followed the officials from the town official's office and crowded into Song Laoer's yard.
After the initial panic, Song Laoer had calmed down by now.
As soon as he saw the officials coming, he knelt on the ground and shouted: "O officials! You must make decisions for the common people. Catch the thief quickly. The thief will not be able to escape far."
Song Dequan frowned and asked: "Don't yell randomly, ask each one first.
Who is the owner? Please show me your household registration. What else is missing? Please tell me carefully and we will make a record."
The little official who was traveling with him quickly opened the leather bag he carried with him, took out a pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and a book, and opened it to the blank space to prepare for recording.
Before Song Lao Er could say anything, Mrs. Gu had already jumped up: "Song Goudan, you are a short-lived ghost. You have only been eating for a few years and you are now blind and can no longer recognize people.
It's obvious that something was lost in my house, but you still said the name and household registration."
Song De had blue veins bulging all over his body. This Mrs. Gu stayed in the village every day and acted arrogantly. I really don't know what it is to be afraid. She is a member of the government and she dares to yell like this.
It's just that I'm on business right now and it's hard to argue with an old woman in front of the villagers.
He suppressed his anger and said: "Song Defu, this is a routine matter. Everyone has to do it. I hope you understand."
Mrs. Gu doesn’t understand, but Mr. Song should understand!
Song Laoer was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot at this time. When he heard that the household registration was required, he was also unhappy. However, if he wanted to know the seriousness, he had to ask Mr. Gu to get the household registration book quickly.
But little Gu sat down and said: "The boxes containing the land deed, house deed and household registration are all lost. Where can I find them?"
"That's right, everything is lost and you don't care what you want.
Goudan, don’t think that you can bully an old woman like me now that you are human-like.” Mrs. Gu pointed fingers at Song Dequan with her hands on her hips.
Song De's face darkened, and he turned to glare at Song Laoer coldly: "Song Defu, if you can't manage your own family, don't blame me for using public law."
Song Laoer tilted his head with a ferocious look on his face: "Just try to touch her. If you don't look for the thief, why do you need a household registration? This is making things difficult for people. We can't survive anyway, and we want to spend a few days in prison."
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The house was ransacked by thieves, and the people in the village found nothing. Now the people in the town are dragging their feet. It is clear that the father and son do not want to help.
In this case, he is no longer unreasonable.
When Mrs. Gu heard what her son meant, she felt that what she said was reasonable. Song Laohei was just stalling for time. He was still searching around the village when he should be catching the thief on the road. He must be with the thief.
Thinking this in her mind, she immediately saw that everyone was a thief. Mrs. Gu rushed to the clerk who was recording the files, grabbed the mulberry paper, and shouted: "Write, just know how to write, you have let the thieves run away, it's you guys
Why should we build a wall that is useless and will cause a whole village to run around and let thieves enter the village?"
The more ignorant a person is, the more inexplicable courage he has.
The clerk was writing with his head down, and he did not expect that someone would come to snatch his file. He reacted a step too late and was caught by Mrs. Gu.
There was only a "swish" sound, and the mulberry paper file was torn into two halves. Mrs. Gu threw it on the ground and stomped on it with her feet while spitting fragrant curses: "You are a black-hearted thing, you know how to torment people and give birth to a baby."
No butthole!"
The clerk who came with Song Dequan was named Zhong. He was from the town. He was very young. His wife was just pregnant. When he heard Mrs. Gu's curse, he became furious.
It turned out that Xiaoshi Village was Brother Song's hometown, and Li Zheng was Song Dequan's father, so he resigned as an assistant and did not get involved in the matter. This was also a tacit understanding between several small officials in the town government office.
But this family doesn't follow the rules at all and is unreasonable. Since Brother Song is difficult to deal with, he can just deal with business affairs.
The young official's face sank, and he said to Zhenyong, who had already pulled Mrs. Gu away: "If you disrupt business, slap me ten times to see the effect!"
Palm mouth!
There was an uproar among the villagers watching, and Song Laoer immediately jumped up: "What are you going to do? Don't let go!" He wanted to rob someone, but Zhenyong stopped him.
The next second, he was answered by Granny Gu's screams.
These town warriors were accustomed to dealing with unruly and shrewish women. With one hand, they first took Mrs. Gu's hair into a bun by her wrists. Without any resistance, they immediately pulled her back to the sky.
The slap of the other hand was fast and urgent, the fingerprints were flying up and down, and there was a continuous popping sound.
After only a few breaths, the voice stopped and the hand stopped.
His movements were too fast, and Mrs. Gu's head was fixed, unable to struggle.
I could only feel as if my head and face had been sprayed by the torrential summer rain. First it felt cold, and then there was burning pain. I couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.
"Ah! Ah! Song Dequan beat people to death! Song Dequan is helping that bitch Huang to vent his anger."
The fight was over here, and little Gu and Song Shuirong rushed out crying, hugging old Gu and not letting go.
Hearing this random shouting, Song Dequan was really embarrassed.
At this time, he deeply realized how difficult it was for his father in Xiaoshi Village to face these shrews.
I feel a little distressed because of how much my mother has been wronged over the years.