The villagers were crowded inside and outside the courtyard, and there was no water flowing through them.
Lao Huang and others called friends and relatives to surround Wang Zhitian.
The house was bustling with people.
Wang Zhitian and his two companions were held tightly by his parents and protected behind them.
The clothes of Lao Huang and others were messy and even torn in some places.
The old village chief and several cadres stood in the middle, blocking both sides.
The situation has been controlled for the time being.
There was no further action between the two.
Of course, Wang Zhitian's face was red and he would yell and curse from time to time, "Old guy, do you really think I don't dare to beat you?
If this were outside, I would kill you all!"
"Xiaotian, please stop saying a word, please.
He is your elder."
Wang Zhitian's mother, an ordinary peasant woman with dry skin and a somewhat bloated figure, burst into tears.
Wang Zhitian's father, Wang Gang, was also an ordinary farm boy with a kind and timid nature.
Wang Gang glanced at his son from time to time.
The root of the matter was Wang Zhitian's purchase of Spring Festival Couplets. However, he had a dark heart and the purchase price was high or low, causing others to feel dissatisfied.
The old village chief sighed and shook his head, "It's obviously a good thing to give out Spring Festival couplets to everyone, but why did it get to this point?"
"Old village chief, it's not that we won't give in now. I've already said that even if Zhitian refuses to return it, I am willing to advance the payment for one hundred thousand yuan. But I don't have that much money on hand now. In the past two years,
Pay them back in installments.
"Lao Huang and the others won't give up yet."
Wang Gang said angrily.
Although he felt that his son was wrong, it was not that he did not compromise with his words.
Lao Huang was so aggressive that he was furious.
"Who wants your money? Now I just want a refund and get my things back!"
Lao Huang said stubbornly.
"Yes, refund the money and return the Spring Festival couplets to us!"
The others echoed.
The old village chief hesitated, "Actually, Lao Huang and the others' demands are reasonable. Businesses cannot be done in a righteous way. We should not look up but look down..."
"Zhitian, just take out the Spring Festival couplets and return them to them."
"How can I pay it back? I gave it to the boss. Can I get it back?"
Wang Zhitian gritted his teeth.
In fact, the thing is still hidden with his friend, how could he take it out.
And it is no longer a question of money, but a question of face!
He wants money, and he also wants to earn face!
"You bitch, if you don't return the Spring Festival couplets to us, I will dig up your ancestral graves tomorrow."
"Yes, Wang Gang, your son cheated the villagers, don't blame us!"
"..."
In the room, everyone started to curse and quarrel again.
The old village chief and others couldn't hold him back.
But fortunately, they just yelled at each other and didn't fight again.
At the door, four young men and women were broadcasting live.
There were many viewers in the live broadcast room.
These people are all the younger generation of Yagyu Village and are not anchors under Li He's chair.
But they gained popularity by following the trend and relying on the reputation of Yagyu Village, they also have tens of thousands of fans.
Many fans are curious: "Aren't the villagers of Yagyu Village quite harmonious?
Why is there such a quarrel?"
"I see that Li He said a few days ago that there will be a bumper harvest this year. The villagers are enjoying themselves and their income has tripled or quadrupled."
“What Spring Festival couplets are they talking about?
Could it be Fatty'er's Spring Festival couplets?
It seems that Li He gave it away in the live broadcast room before, and someone bought it at a high price."
"..."
The four live broadcast rooms have similar problems.
"Yes, it is indeed the Spring Festival couplets that caused the commotion. There is a villager in the village who returned from a failed business. I heard that he was entrusted by someone to secretly purchase the Spring Festival couplets written by Fat Dun'er.
"No, the boss invested more than 100,000 yuan and gave him a commission. It would be better for Wang Zhitian and his group to spend 20,000 to 30,000 yuan to buy it at a low price, but the matter was exposed.
"Who can I change? Who can bear the price difference?"
Anchor Huang Mao smiled and relayed, "This has been going on for several days, but the family scandal cannot be made public, so I will tell you and don't spread it out."
"Wow, you are indeed evil-hearted and deserve to be beaten."
"I don't think it's a one-time deal. I sold the thing stupidly, and now I think the price is too low and I want to get it back?
It’s against the rules.”
"..."
The live broadcast room is very lively.
Someone has already forwarded this matter to the Internet.
The heat is rising.
But more people are paying attention to the value of Pang Dun'er Spring Festival couplets.
Controversies continue under hot-search related topics.
“What is the most beautiful and harmonious village in China, a paradise?
Bah, you’re not just a fool!”
"So, farmers are farmers, and you still expect them to treat money as dirt like a Taoist master?"
"Come on, don't overgeneralize. Besides, they don't think they are superiors. They have been cheated by profiteers, and they are not allowed to seek justice?"
"..."
In addition to paying attention to the event itself, what is more surprising is the value of the Spring Festival couplets.
“A pig’s calligraphy can be sold for hundreds of thousands?
It’s really a strange thing, I’ve never seen it in my life.”
"Haha, Pang Dun'er has become the Holy Grail Champion of Calligraphy. Isn't that enough to prove his calligraphy level?
Taking into account its Internet celebrity reputation and rarity, wouldn't it be normal to sell it for more than ten or two hundred thousand?
I feel low."
"Come on, I've seen its writing, it's just so-so, not as good as mine."
"Just the few works you have hanging in the feed?
Haha, you really don’t have any self-knowledge at all! Your handwriting is not as good as my child’s handwriting.”
"..."
With tens of millions of views, topics related to Pang Dun'er's Spring Festival couplets have become hot searches.
The Spring Festival couplets have attracted much attention, which invisibly further enhances the value of the Spring Festival couplets.
…
In the room, Li He hung up the phone and walked out of the bathroom, looking around coldly.
As soon as he came back, the noise died down a lot.
"How about it?"
The old village chief asked with a wry smile, a little ashamed that as the village chief, he couldn't even handle such a thing.
Li He nodded and walked to Lao Huang and the others, "It's just a Spring Festival couplet. Hua Yang said that everyone values harmony. I will ask Pang Dun'er to write some more later and make up for you."
"This..." After hesitating, Lao Huang said with shame and anger: "I can't have it! We are not using this to force Hua Yang to come forward... We simply don't want that bastard Wang Zhitian to take advantage!"
"Yes! This matter itself has nothing to do with Huayang. We just want an explanation! Get back your Spring Festival couplet."
"Xiao Li, we have already discussed this. We just want to refund the money and get the Spring Festival couplets back."
"..."
Lao Huang and others loudly stated their purpose.
Li Heleng frowned, "Okay! This matter is settled! Aren't you annoyed that the Spring Festival is approaching and you are still making trouble?
Let everyone see the joke, let people from other villages see the joke!”
"I……"
"Anyway, I'll make up for it with the Spring Festival couplets. As for your own troubles, if you can sit down and have a good talk, then do it. If you can't, don't affect other people, let alone cause trouble.
They said angry things like digging into ancestral graves.
“Only other people have ancestral graves, but yours doesn’t have ancestral graves, right?
Everyone is doing their own thing?
Finally draw a knife and see blood?"
Li He said impatiently and glared coldly at Wang Zhitian who was not far away.
Lao Huang and others looked at each other, hesitant.
"Are we going to continue to make trouble until everyone is uneasy most of the night?"
"Okay, then... then for the sake of you and Hua Yang, let's forget about it for now."