Even Yang Jianguang laughed at what Yang Jiji said. When will it be his turn to inherit what he doesn't want?
How come he doesn’t know how the inheritance law is written?
So he took a deep breath and wanted to stand up and speak for Lao Wan.
Compared to Yang Jiji and his family, Yang Jianguang still prefers Lao Wan, an outsider.
"Excuse me……"
However, Lao Wan seemed to see what Yang Jianguang was going to do, so he hesitated for a while, stood up and stopped Yang Jianguang.
"Young man from the Dazhi family, forget it, let's leave it like this. If this chaff is serious, let them forget it."
"Okay, the rice has been processed for you. You can take it home as soon as possible. Uncle Wan won't charge you any money today."
While talking, Lao Wan packed the rice for Yang Jianguang and tied it up with dry straw.
Seeing that Lao Wan did not want to have a conflict with Yang Jiji and his family, Yang Jianguang had no choice but to give up his plan to speak for Lao Wan.
He nodded, put the bag of rice on his back, took out a dollar from his pocket, and placed it on Lao Wan's rice mill.
"Uncle Wan, one code equals one code.
This chaff is given to you by me.
But you can’t give up the money for processing the rice.”
After speaking, Yang Jianguang glanced at Yang Jiji and his son next to him.
The mother and son were looking at Yang Jianguang triumphantly, with smiles of success written all over their faces.
Yang Jianguang also smiled at the other party, without saying anything else. After carrying the rice onto the wheelbarrow, he did not leave in a hurry, but sat on the wheelbarrow and waited.
Yang Ji and his family thought that they could take advantage of the world by being arrogant and unreasonable.
But in fact, their family has never thought that other people's things are other people's things. How can it be so easy to snatch?
Although Lao Wan is honest and honest, he is not someone who is willing to be bullied.
In other words, most rural people are the same,
Although they are said to be honest and honest.
Seems easy to bully.
But don't let others get the chance. Once they get the chance, they will not be merciful at all to those who have bullied them.
On the other side, after moving the millet over, Yang Jiji and his son directly found a seat and sat down.
Yi looked at Lao Wan arrogantly.
"What are you doing, kid?
If you don't process the rice with us, we will have to go to the market to buy things later, which will delay our affairs and you will be in big trouble."
Lao Wan curled his lips when he heard Yang's aggressive voice.
Even though Yang Jiji is so damn aggressive, she is facing those people she thinks she can bully. If she is facing a few relatively powerful families in the village, her attitude will be very humble.
When Yang Zhong, the village director, was in power, Yang Jiji's mother spent all day picking vegetables and cutting meat to deliver to people's homes. After Yang Zhong was arrested, Yang Jiji's mother blocked people's doors again, yelling at them and asking them to pay them back.
Vegetable money.
Therefore, Lao Wan despises this kind of people the most.
You are taking advantage of yourself, and you are still arrogant here. You really think you are easy to bully.
Thinking of this, Lao Wan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and then started operating the rice mill.
Ten minutes later, Lao Wan also respectfully divided the rice and rice bran into two bags and packed them. He used another bag and put half a bag of chaff in it, and placed it in front of Yang's mother.
Seeing Lao Wan's respectful look, Yang Jiji and his mother were very proud.
"Hmph, you are smart. Son, take the rice and let's go."
With that said, Yang Jiji and his mother Wang picked up the rice bran and chaff and walked out.
Yang Ji basically snorted coldly, put the rice on his shoulders, and walked out without looking back.
Lao Wan watched the two women leave in stunned silence. Even though he had expected their shamelessness, he never expected that these two people could be so shameless.
So he hesitated again and again, but couldn't hold it back and shouted.
"This...Sister Wang, you haven't paid me yet."
"Give me money?"
Aunt Wang put the rice bran on the ground and turned her head, "What money do you want to give me?"
"We all belong to the same village. I'm just here to grind rice, and you still have to charge me. You're too unkind."
After hearing these words, Lao Wan was a little dumbfounded.
He couldn't help but think of Yang Jianguang who had just left. He specifically asked him not to pay him, but he still took the initiative to put the money on the rice mill.
But Yang Jiji, mother and son, obviously wanted to pay, but they shamelessly left without paying.
People are really different from each other.
"that is."
Yang Ji basically accepted the words as a matter of course, "Didn't you just tell Yang Jianguang not to give money?
Yang Jianguang gave you one yuan in the end, so it just paid for us."
Hearing these shameless words from the two of them, Lao Wan could only wave his hands helplessly, turned around and collected the dollar on the rice mill.
Upon seeing this, Yang and the two of them walked out triumphantly, as if they had taken a huge advantage.
Seeing the two people leaving, Lao Wan, who had just looked helpless, smiled sarcastically.
You really think I'm easy to bully, right?
Take advantage of me and you will regret it soon.
While thinking about it, Lao Wan took a look outside, especially staying for a while on Yang Jianguang outside.
He had already guessed it.
Yang Jiji and his son would feel something was wrong when they saw Yang Jianguang's bag of rice.
But so what?
He just deliberately did not take the initiative to drive Yang Jianguang away.
I just wanted to see how angry Yang Jiji and his son would be later.
What can anyone do to him if there is no evidence?
Outside the door, Yang Jiji and his son, who had taken advantage, were walking out triumphantly.
But after the two of them had walked a few steps, Yang Ji basically glanced at Yang Jianguang sitting on a unicycle outside the door.
He was just about to ridicule the other party and show off his motorcycle when he suddenly saw the bag of rice on Yang Jianguang's car.
Suddenly, Yang was stunned and said somewhat involuntarily.
"Mom, why does Yang Jianguang's bag of rice look bigger than ours?"
"Bigger?"
Aunt Wang smiled disdainfully and said confidently.
"How is that possible! Silly boy, aren't you just blind?"
"The bags he uses at home are the same kind as the bags we use at home, and they should contain about the same amount of millet. How could it be possible that the rice milled out would be more than ours?"
Hearing this, Yang Ji basically scratched his head, specifically put down the rice on his back, and made gestures with Yang Jianguang's car.
Soon, Yang basically slapped his thigh and said, "Mom, you look really big."
Hearing this, Aunt Wang glanced at her own rice with suspicion, and then at the rice in Yang Jianguang's hand.
Soon, Aunt Wang became anxious, holding the rice that Yang Ji basically put on the ground in one hand, ran to Yang Jianguang's side in a few steps, and put it on the wheelbarrow to compare.
It's not very noticeable from a distance, but once they are put together, the difference is obvious.
Yang Jianguang's bag of rice was much larger than their family's bag.
And it was only then that Aunt Wang realized that when she carried the bag of rice, the weight was obviously different from usual.
Yang Jianguang couldn't help but smile when he saw the two mothers in a panic.
"Hey, Aunt Wang, what's going on?
What’s wrong with this rice?”
"These millets are all decorated at home. There are always more and less. This is normal."
"I have you, uncle!"
Aunt Wang glared at Yang Jianguang angrily, then pulled her son and walked towards Lao Wan's house behind her with murderous intent.
As soon as she entered the door, Aunt Wang directly threw the rice on the ground.
"Wan, you dare to cheat me and give me less than a kilogram of rice. Are you crazy?"
Lao Wan rolled his cigarette leisurely and looked at Aunt Wang indifferently.
"Sister Wang, you have to be conscientious when you say this. I, Lao Wan, have been running a rice mill here for two years, but no villager has ever said that I am short of money."
"Besides, if you say I'm short of something, what evidence do you have to prove it?"
"You..." Now it was Aunt Wang's turn to be speechless.
She watched helplessly as this guy Wan was grinding rice for her family, and she didn't even notice when the rice was missing. Where was the evidence to prove that it was his fault?
"Mom, why are you talking nonsense to him?
He dared to deceive us, who are just outsiders, and smashed his rice mill!"
With that said, Yang Ji basically picked up the shovel at the door and walked to the rice mill in a menacing manner.
Seeing this, Lao Wan began to lose his composure.
He doesn't farm, but this machine is his lifeblood and his only source of income.
Although he deliberately stole the rice and wanted to take revenge on Yang Jiji and his mother and son, he did not think that he had done anything wrong. It was Yang Jiji and his gang who bullied others too much.
If we smash his rice mill now, wouldn't it cost his life?
In desperation, Lao Wan could only drop his cigarette and rush to stand in front of Yang Jiji.
Yang Jiji was not a good motherfucker. When he saw Yang Jiji was about to smash someone else's things, he not only didn't stop him, but rushed up and pushed Lao Wan away.
Suddenly, the situation became chaotic.
And Lao Wan alone was no match for Yang Jiji and his son, and he was about to be pushed aside...