Bu Fan was not worried at all about the looks from around him and said in a calm tone:
"Stop pretending. Everyone in the village knows who you Song Leizi is, and whether you are a shit basin or not, won't it become clear later?"
"Since you said you didn't steal Li Er's chicken, let me ask you, where were you when you were a child?"
"Zi Shi? It's so late, of course I'm sleeping in the house!"
Song Laizi is so used to it that he is not afraid even when facing the old village chief Wang Changgui, let alone the little brat village chief Bu Fan.
"Then who can prove that you were sleeping in the house at that time?" Bu Fan asked again.
"Who doesn't know that I, Song Leizi, am a fool and don't even have a mother-in-law? Where can I find anyone to prove it? Could it be that I'm the village chief? Are you planning to assign me a mother-in-law?" Song Lezi said with a playful smile.
"Since you don't intend to tell the truth, I won't be polite." Bu Fan looked at the little white donkey, "Xiao Bai, it's your turn to perform next!"
"Hungry!"
The little white donkey neighed and rushed into Song Lezi's house.
"What are you doing?" Song Leizi's face turned ugly.
Bu Fan was too lazy to ignore the angry Song Lezi and entered Song Lezi's house first. Song Lezi hurried to catch up. When other villagers saw this, they followed closely.
Soon, the little white donkey led them to Song Leizi's backyard and neighed at the corner.
Bu Fan walked forward and saw a pile of chicken feathers and bones in the corner.
Song Leizi's expression changed slightly.
"Song Leizi, how do you explain this?" Bu Fan said with a half-smile.
"What's wrong? You're not allowed to go to the town to buy a chicken and roast it? Little village chief, don't you think that this chicken is the old hen of Li Er's family when you see the chicken feathers? Then I'm really wronged."
Song Leizi crossed his chest and said as if he would not shed tears until he saw the coffin.
Many villagers also think this is true.
"Mom, look, isn't that Huahua wearing a silver button?"
But at this moment, Tiedan'er, the son of Li's family, pointed to the iron ring dug out of chicken feathers by the little white donkey.
Li Er's wife hurried forward and picked up the iron ring on the ground, "Yes, this is the iron ring that my old hen wears, Song Lezi, I will fight with you!"
The second daughter-in-law Li’s eyes were red.
This is the only old hen in his family.
They could lay an egg for the family every day, but they were reluctant to eat it. They wanted to wait until they had enough to save a basket, then sell it in the town in exchange for some meat.
But who would have thought that the old hen was stolen and eaten by Song Leizi.
Several women in the village saw this and hurriedly grabbed the second daughter-in-law Li and said, "Second daughter-in-law Li, if you have something to say, please speak it carefully and don't be angry."
Li Er also clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, wishing to beat Song Lezi to death.
Bu Fan patted Li Er on the shoulder, "Uncle, don't get excited, I will make the decision for you!"
"Thank you, village chief!"
Tears filled the eyes of the tall man.
"Song Laizi, what else can you say now? The hens are all the same, but how could the old hen from Li's family with the iron ring on it end up in your house, and it happened to be on the pile of chicken feathers you were eating?
Where?" Bu Fan asked.
In fact, he didn't expect that Li Er's old hens were marked.
He originally planned that if Song Lezi refused to admit his mistake, he would ask Song Lezi where he bought the chicken, in order to force Song Lezi to admit that he stole the chicken.
But it's fine now.
Witness...
No, the chicken evidence and the physical evidence are all there. It’s not easy for Song Laizi to deny it.
"I bought this from someone else?" Song Laizi still refused to admit it.
"Then who did you say you bought it from?" Bu Fan looked coldly, "This matter is big or small. If you admit it, it's easy to say, but if you don't admit it, then I can only go to the town's Yamen for a walk.
Let’s go.”
"Is it necessary? It's just a chicken. What a big deal. Is it necessary to go to the Yamen?"
Song Laizi was scared. What kind of place was that Yamen? It was a place where a layer of skin could be scraped off a person's body.
"Okay, okay, I ate that old hen from Li Er's house, isn't it just a matter of how much money it costs? Can't I pay for it?"
"Compensation, what are you going to pay for? This is our old hen that lays eggs. We are reluctant to eat it, but you, the murderer of a thousand cuts, ate it!"
Li's second daughter-in-law burst into tears.
Even Tie Dan'er and Xiao Cui cried very sadly.
"Flower!"
Tiedan'er loved the old hen the most, and would carry the big hen around the village every day.
Children from poor families are like this. They know what is the most precious thing in the family and should be protected.
The surrounding villagers couldn't help feeling a little sour when they saw this.
"It's just a hen, isn't it? It's sold in town for thirty bucks, so I think I did a good deed and bought it for forty!" Song Laizi impatiently took out dozens of chickens from his chest and threw them on the ground.
Li Er's wife did not go to get the money, but sat on the ground crying hard.
Several women around also began to persuade Li's second daughter-in-law to take the money. Anyway, the chickens were gone, but at least she could get the money back which was good.
"Forty, I said Song Leizi, are you mistaken?" Bu Fan suddenly said.
"What's wrong? Too little?"
Song Lezi felt very aggrieved and hated Bu Fan very much. If it hadn't been for this brat, who would have known that he had stolen the old hen.
"You are indeed underpaid!" Bu Fan said unceremoniously: "As for the big hen from Li Er's family, I can't afford to pay you even if I sell it to you!"
The whole village suddenly became quiet.
Even Li's second wife was startled when she heard this.
"It's just a chicken, and you can't afford to pay for it even if you sell it to me. Little village chief, are you dreaming?" Song Leizi mocked.
Bu Fan was too lazy to look at Song Leizi, but looked at the surrounding villagers who were joining in the fun, "Everyone must know that this big hen is the old hen from Li Er's family that lays eggs every day!"
The villagers nodded.
is not that right?
Other chickens only lay eggs every other day, but the old hen of Li Er's family lays eggs every day. Everyone in the village knows this.
The Li family also takes good care of the old hen, and even his Tiedan'er carries the old hen to the field every day to find worms for the old hen to eat.
"Then we have to figure it out carefully, and we can't let the Li family suffer."
The surrounding villagers still didn't understand what Bu Fan meant, so they heard Bu Fan continue to say: "The old hens of Li Er's family can lay eggs every day. We don't count too much that year, just three hundred a year. One egg, we
Counting one penny, three hundred is three hundred."
"Those ten years are equivalent to three thousand, and twenty years are equivalent to one thousand. Did I calculate correctly?"
Bu Fan smiled and glanced at the surrounding villagers.
At this moment, the villagers were frightened by his words.
three hundred.
Three thousand.
thousand.
This is a number that they can't even imagine.
Li Er's family also stood there dumbfounded.
"Bu Fan, are you blackmailing people? You still want to sell a chicken for several thousand, which is a big dream of yours!"
Song Laizi was so frightened that his face turned pale.