As soon as the person walked away, Lao Zhou's family immediately closed the door. Zhou Lang spat out the door and cursed secretly: "I won't kill you!"
Qian's face sank and he shouted: "Fourth child!"
"Hey -" Zhou Lang immediately turned around with a smile on his face, "Mom, what are your orders?"
Qian handed Manbao to him and said, "Send Manbao to the Bai family to study with the young masters."
Zhou Lang immediately and diligently offered Man Bao's book box.
Man Bao pouted and said, "Mom, I don't want to go."
"Why don't you go?" Qian said with a straight face: "Didn't you say that Grandma Liu is back? You also agreed to go over to say hello. If you don't go, wouldn't it be a breach of trust and disrespect?"
"Go ahead, the sun is too strong. You don't have to go home for lunch break. We can go to your husband's school together in the afternoon." Qian said, "The house is in a mess now. Your father and I haven't agreed on a charter yet, and you can't stay at home either."
use."
Man Bao felt that her mother seemed to be hiding something from her, but she could not disobey her mother, so she could only follow Zhou Lang gloomily.
Zhou Lang walked beside her, shielding her from the bright sun and comforting her along the way, "Are you unhappy because that yamen servant is annoying?"
"That's right!" Man Bao said, "Also, my uncle is dead."
My brother-in-law died long ago.
Zhou Lang secretly thought, but he still made a look of regret, "Actually, my parents and the family have anticipated this. After all, there has been no news for so many years."
"The yamen servant said that my brother-in-law has a wife and a child. Those bandits are so abominable that they even killed the child."
Zhou Lang nodded repeatedly, "Yes, they are all bad people!"
"That government official is not a good person either. My mother is so sad, and yet he still takes things from our house."
Zhou Lang gave her an idea, "Manbao, aren't you familiar with the county magistrate? Next time you go to the county seat, you can go to the county magistrate to file a complaint. I just asked the village chief and got his name."
Zhou Lang snorted coldly: "Such a bad police officer will do a lot of harm to others if he continues to work in the government office."
Man Bao nodded fiercely, took this matter to heart, and asked: "Fourth brother, what is his name?"
The two brothers and sisters walked onto the bridge while talking. At this time, Mrs. Qian asked Mrs. Feng to detain all the children in the small courtyard. Only six sons and little Qian were left in the courtyard.
A large family and the village chief were sitting in the main room for a meeting, and even the voices they spoke were deliberately lowered.
The village chief looked at the road guide again and again, but he was still very confused, "Don't tell me, what is written on it looks very much like Uncle Yin."
"Uncle Yin is just Uncle Yin, you still have to add a little one," Lao Zhoutou muttered a few words, and said: "What's the appearance? Anyway, the faces on this road are just those few words, aren't they?
?He has good facial features, fair skin, and a slightly straight nose...The strange thing is, this Zhou Yin is also from our Luojiang County, and he went to Shangzhou from us to get a wife..."
The village chief couldn't help but ask, "By the way, Uncle Jin, I remember that Aunt Yin's surname is Xia, right?"
Lao Zhoutou responded dully, "So you said it was a coincidence or not?"
"What a coincidence!" The village chief put down the road guide, his face a little heavy, "This is such a coincidence, even the storytellers in the county tavern dare not say that."
The room fell silent for a moment, no one knew what to say.
Wu Lang and Liu Lang, who had heard various stories from Man Bao, looked around and couldn't help but whisper: "Dad, Mom, could it be that my uncle has offended someone, but he also has friends?
My uncle’s friend helped make it so that our family won’t be afraid?”
Old Zhoutou said angrily: "Then why didn't you come a few years ago and have to wait until now?"
"Perhaps it's because they didn't find us in the past few years?" Zhou Wulang guessed, "Didn't something happen to our village last year..."
Before Wu Lang finished speaking, the expressions of the village chief and Lao Zhoutou changed at the same time, and they also thought of what happened after the disaster last year.
The two of them actually felt that what Wu Lang said made some sense.
The village chief was extremely worried and asked, "What exactly does Uncle Yin do?"
Old Zhoutou said angrily: "What can he do? He just studied for a few years, knows how to farm, and does some small business. Do you really believe what the officials said that he went to rob homes? My Erlang is like that
person?"
The village chief said nothing.
Old Zhoutou said angrily: "You saw him when he came back. He looked so proud. Did he seem to be lying? Besides, there is something very wrong with the officials who came to the village. It's not like you didn't know..."
After talking about it, Lao Zhoutou's voice became smaller and smaller. Although he always believed that Zhou Yin would not do bad things, he still felt a little guilty over the years.
Zhou Yin's time at home was too short at that time. Although he told about his experiences in those years, they had not had time to ask for more details, and no one could confirm that what he told was the truth.
In recent years, relying on his good reputation in the village in his early years, everyone subconsciously believed that Zhou Yin would not do bad things, let alone be a bandit who robbed homes and houses as told by officials.
Let alone asking Lao Zhoutou to provide evidence, he couldn't tell more detailed experiences.
Lao Zhoutou held his head and didn't want to speak.
The village chief sighed and asked, "What are you going to do about this?"
"Give him funeral services," Mrs. Qian suddenly said, "To summon his soul, let's go out and set up a tomb. Over the years, we have only dared to secretly burn some paper money and incense wax for him, but we have not been able to pay him a proper visit. Now since
The yamen asked us to cancel the registration, so let’s do all these things.”
The village chief thought for a while and nodded, "That's good. Once this is implemented, the people in the village will have something to worry about. Where is the guarantee letter?"
Qian looked at Lao Zhoutou.
Lao Zhoutou thought for a while and said: "I have to trouble you to sign one for me. I will go to other families for the remaining four. Don't worry, if something happens in the future and you are bitten to death by my family and deceived, I will shoulder the responsibility."
"What did Uncle Jin say? Even if something happens, it's not our fault. It was the county government who told us that the person was dead. We have been biting him to death for so many years. It makes no sense that the longer it goes, the more we are afraid."
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This kind of thing is most likely to be uncovered in the first year after it happened. It has been seven years now, and the county government has given such a good excuse this time. It makes no sense but it has to be overturned.
However, requiring someone to sign a guarantee letter is indeed risky.
Old Zhoutou obviously knew this, so he looked at Qian and discussed: "Go and open the money box and take out a handful of money."
The village chief looked at Old Zhoutou in surprise. He was really willing to spend money. Is this still his stingy Uncle Jin?
Of course Lao Zhoutou is also heartbroken, but his younger brother will be able to eat the chicken, duck, fish, steamed buns and white rice they gave him. From now on, the family will finally be able to talk about him without being too shy, and the sharp knife on his head will also be moved away.