Chapter IX: Reporting
"Hey, hey, hey......"
Zhang Dengguan smiled lowly, and pulled Widow Feng into his arms, so that the two of them became one person, and sat squarely under the kerosene lamp.
"Oh mom, Brother Zhang, your face?"
Widow Feng looked up...... The voice that had just been brought up was suppressed by himself again.
When Zhang Dengguan entered the door in the past, she was afraid that people would see her, so she only smeared people to come in, and it was not until she entered the house that she dared to take a closer look at this pestering scoundrel.
Who would have thought that the face that was originally a little manly would become what it is now.
How could this not make Widow Feng shout.
But when Widow Feng called him like this, Zhang Dengguan's face suddenly drooped to the ground.
This cry hurt his self-esteem.
"What's the matter, don't you plan to follow me after seeing through the appearance?" Speaking of this, Zhang Dengguan ripped off the jacket on his body, pinched Widow Feng's face with his other hand, and twisted it on his chest: "Look, take a good look, your man, not only is his face broken, but his body is almost hammered!"
"What's wrong?"
"I'm telling you, even if I'm covered in sores and pus now, it's not something you little widow can dislike!"
See this scoundrel and be angry.
Widow Feng endured the pain and hurriedly coaxed.
Her jaw was pinched, her eyes were still filled with tears, but the corners of her mouth were barely lifted, and with a hint of flattery, she put her two bracelets on Zhang Dengguan's waist.
"Look at what you said, how can I dislike Brother Zhang! I still have to rely on Brother Zhang to take care of you, Brother Zhang, you still don't know my friendship with you?"
After speaking, Widow Feng buried her head in Zhang Dengguan's chest, as if she had been frightened that it was not her just now.
"Does it hurt, brother, let me blow it for you?"
The voice was delicate and soft, and the nostrils of Zhang Dengguan were like a dying old cow at the entrance of the village, snorting...... The panting was heavy and thick.
The two of them got closer to each other in the window, and the atmosphere became hot.
Shao Manchu felt ...... You can go and call someone to come.
As soon as he tiptoed over Widow Feng's low wall, the lamp in the room was called out...... and it was destroyed from within.
An inexplicable laugh came out of the house, making Shao Man scratch his head, spit on the ground in disgust, and ran to Zhang Dazhuang's house in the village without looking back.
In Qiujia Village, it is composed of three surnames: Chu, Zhang, and Liu.
Why didn't Shao Manchu go to the village chief's house first, but went to find Zhang Dazhuang?
This is because Zhang Dazhuang is a man who is anxious for justice and justice, and he is good at fighting grievances, and the second is because the dead man of Widow Feng is this Zhang Dazhuang's cousin.
Don't look at the head of this Feng widow, there is no elder who can take care of her seriously, but there are really a lot of clansmen who are close to the Zhang family.
I think that at the beginning, when her husband just left, the Zhang family was afraid that this widow was too young to keep it, and if she did something ugly, it would ruin the reputation of the family, and it would not be good.
So the Zhang family helped Widow Feng contact her mother's family and allowed her to return home and marry herself.
But this widow Feng refused to leave, saying that she wanted to guard their family for the rest of her life.
The elders of the Zhang clan who were moved not only gave her the three houses on the edge of the village to live alone, but also gave Widow Feng a certain amount of support every month, and praised her as a festival woman when she met people.
This matter was not small, and at that time, even the officials of the city government had heard of it.
Although it is now the new government in charge, and the court cannot give a chastity memorial arch like the old dynasty, this kind of martyr woman can be used as a local political achievement and example.
Therefore, even if this widow Feng lived on the edge of the village, her life was not bad, and no one dared to bully her.
Shao Manchu caught the reputation pain between Widow Feng and the Zhang family.
This Zhang Dazhuang once walked closest to Widow Feng's dead husband, and when the clan wanted to help this widow, Zhang Dazhuang's family, which was relatively wealthy, would always make a big head.
came and went, Zhang Dazhuang was nothing, but Zhang Dazhuang's daughter-in-law couldn't bear it.
If it weren't for the fact that she was afraid of being pointed at and deducted the reputation of bullying the widow, Zhang Dazhuang's daughter-in-law would have come to the door to fight the autumn breeze many times before the widow Feng...... And he swept people out of the house.
'Brush, brush, brush!'
Shao Manchu didn't run slowly, and he didn't need to do it for a moment, so he knocked on the other party's courtyard door.
"Bang bang bang!"
The village stayed early, Zhang Dazhuang listened, got out of the quilt, approved a jacket, and opened the courtyard door.
Seeing the visitor, Zhang Dazhuang was quite surprised, he had never dealt with the Shao family's boy?
So he first asked, "Shao boy, what are you looking for me?"
Shao Manchu immediately showed an anxious expression: "Uncle Zhang, I'm here to report the news!"
"I just passed by the grove in the east of the village...... Only...... I saw a gangster enter Aunt Feng's house. ”
"I went over to look at the courtyard door, and saw that the shadow of the villain was tall, uh-huh, uh-huh...... pressed my Aunt Feng on the kang, and she made a loud noise, begging for mercy. ”
I thought that I was not his opponent, so I ran to Uncle Zhang to report the news, and begged Uncle Zhang to save Aunt Feng. ”
Hearing this, Zhang Dazhuang was startled, hurriedly buckled the jacket he was wearing, and went back to the house to find the weapon in his hand.
When he walked back, he also told Shao Manchu: "You wait at the door, I will call a few boys from the family together, and let's go over and have a look." ”
It's a pity that he has a rough temperament, and Leng didn't hear the meaning of Shao Manchu's words.
Zhang Dazhuang's daughter-in-law, who was hiding at the door and listening to the gossip, was in a hurry, because she heard the strangeness.
I can't think of seeing my own masters...... was about to go over to help, but the jealousy in her heart couldn't be suppressed.
Seeing Zhang Dazhuang go to the west side house to call her son, she walked out from behind the door, beckoned to Shao Manchu, asked him to come over, and asked for details: "Hey, the boy of the Shao family, tell your aunt, what does the person who bullied Widow Feng look like?"
Shao Manchu, who was asked, shook his head: "Auntie, it's too dark, I can't see my face clearly, but the man is very strong, he walks up, he is domineering, and he doesn't look like a good person at first glance." ”
"Auntie, I don't usually play with the boys in the village, and most of them haven't said hello. ”
"If you're not at ease, I'll go to the village chief and talk about it?"
"There are villains in this village, so it's safe to find more helpers, isn't it?"
Zhang Dazhuang's wife agrees. She put the old cotton jacket hanging behind the door on her body, stretched her chin in the direction of the village, and said to Shao Manchu: "What the eldest nephew said is right! But you don't need to do this, you go with your Uncle Zhang, if something is wrong, you can run away quickly, and your aunt will go to the village chief's house for you, and bring a few more people to help you." ”
This matter is thought through, Shao Man has nothing to do.
When Zhang Dazhuang's mother-in-law left, Zhang Dazhuang's side also got it, and the group of them lit torches and quickly marched towards Widow Feng's house.
Because Shao Manchu couldn't walk fast under the pretext of being injured, he followed the Zhang family's team and pressed a few meters.
By the time Shao Manchu had just run to the grove, the people in the Zhang Da Zhuang family had already quietly climbed over the low wall.