"Hey!!hey!!"

The villagers who had already rushed to the woods and rubbed the snow into the fire found the greatest joy of the year.

They sold their strength to put out the flames, just so that they could go over and see which daring boy was hiding in Widow Feng's house.

"Drink! That adulterer is not Zhang Dazhuang, but it scared me, and I still wonder if I will pretend not to know him tomorrow!"

"How can it be Brother Zhuang, don't you see that the two most capable sons in his family are still blocking the front and back doors?"

"If you can still ask your son to help guard the door for the whole ugly thing, even if it comes to this shameless point, can you still call the two of you to come over at once?

"yes, yes!"

Everyone withdrew their suspicions from Zhang Dazhuang's family and began to ...... Who the hell is stuck in the house?

The black light is blinding, and there is still a certain distance from the entrance of the courtyard, and they really can't see clearly.

The fire was not big, and a few people put it out two or three times, so they stood in a pile and began to hesitate, whether to step forward or not to step forward?

At this time, Shao Manchu, who was standing in the middle of the road, needed to help them......

Shao Manchu stretched out his hand, pointed at Widow Feng's door, and yelled, "It's not good! I'm afraid that Uncle Zhang won't be able to catch that villain, so I'm going to let people run away!"

Everyone's expressions changed, and they looked at Shao Manchu's fingers, and guess what?

The donkey had just kicked the gate open at his father's order, and Zhang Dengguan, who was already dressed and lying by the door, waiting for the opportunity to escape...... Just an arch, he jumped out and knocked people on the heel.

After knocking out a gap, Zhang Dengguan jumped straight to the end of the wasteland without stopping.

If it weren't for Shao Man's roar, the three old men of the Zhang family would ...... You really can't catch people.

Seeing this, the neighbors who were gathered in the grove were inexplicably excited.

They didn't even bother to take the basin in their hands home, and one by one they picked up the torches on the ground and chased them in the direction where Zhang Dengguan fled.

It was also the bad luck of this lamp officer.

The Zhang family at the door of Widow Feng's house and the villagers in the grove formed a two-sided attack, narrowing the range of his escape by half.

Zhang Dengguan could only choose the wasteland as an escape route, and then ...... An even greater crisis befell him.

Because on the other side......

Zhang Dazhuang's daughter-in-law used her three-inch incorruptible tongue to successfully fool the village chief and his sons.

The head of this Chujia village was not too young to take a shortcut like his sons, so he asked the Zhang family to take someone first, while he chose a flatter village path and slowly walked to Widow Feng's house.

The most coincidental thing is that the juniors of the village chief's family with nimble legs and feet took the shortcut to the wilderness where Zhang Dengguan fled.

So, on this wasteland, Zhang Dengguan and the rescuers who arrived later...... Face the music.

The two parties were stunned for a moment...... After a few tentative pacing, everyone worked together to start the game of eagle catching chickens.

The brothers of the village chief's family, with a large number of people, cooperated tacitly, and finally surrounded them, so that their eldest brother finally pestled the oil torch in front of the people who came in the night.

A human face was reflected in the firelight......

"It's you!!Zhang Dengguan?!"

"Oh mom! what is Zhang Laizi!!"

Several people were stunned, but when Zhang Dengguan wanted to escape again, he hurriedly stepped forward, and a tiger pounced and pressed the person to the ground.

"Zhang Dengguan, do you still want to run?"

"Mom, I'm not young yet!"

Just as a few people were entangled, the pursuers behind also caught up.

The people of the village formed a circle, and the torches in their hands illuminated the dark night.

"What, did you see that?"

"I saw it, I saw it, it's the bastard in the village, Zhang Dengguan!"

"What is him......"

The exclamation was a little low.

Because this person is known and understood by everyone.

As a bastard, what did Zhang Dengguan do...... No one will be surprised.

The question now is what to do with this matter after everyone has been stolen.

According to the rules, they have to wait for someone to come.

"Where's the village chief?"

"Let the village chief tell me what to do?"

"It's coming! It's coming! The village chief is here!"

While the villagers were clamoring and shouting, a lonely torch dangled at the end of the path.

The old village chief arrived.

Seeing that the backbone was coming, everyone hurriedly let the old village chief in.

When the people entered the circle, the old village chief only stared at Zhang Dengguan's face, raised his hand, and ordered: "Take the people to the Land Temple!

"Aren't you ashamed!!What are you doing here?"

I'm not afraid that someone from another village will pass by and show people the excitement of the village.

Such a loss of adults, of course, must be solved quietly in the village.

A bunch of stupid bastards!

The old village chief who was humming was not walking fast, and the rest of the people did not dare to overtake him, so they only took a slow step and fell behind.

At the end of the line in this line, Zhang Donkey, the second son of the Zhang family, was responsible for pressing Zhang Dengguan.

He had just been arched by Zhang Dengguan, and he was angry, and while no one was looking, he had already rolled Zhang Laizi several times with his feet.

As for the other party, Widow Feng, she was dragged out of the bed by Zhang Dazhuang's daughter-in-law.

While others were paying attention to Zhang Dengguan, he picked up the broom by the door and slapped Widow Feng with a head and face.

If you want to talk about this old lady, it's to hold grudges.

The brooms were all shining on Widow Feng's face...... Pumped over.

However, after two or three strokes, Widow Feng's phoenix-eyed and peach-cheeked face turned into a face full of flowers.

The wound was almost ridiculous, staggered horizontally and vertically, and a little blood beaded out, making a good picture of Chu Chu inexplicably ridiculous.

After completing this masterpiece, the daughter-in-law of the Zhang family withdrew her hand, she picked up a red trouser belt on the kang that she didn't know who belonged to, and cut Widow Feng's hands behind her back, tying the person tightly.

Isn't it like to flatter when you have nothing to do?

Didn't she rely on the daughter-in-law of the dead brother-in-law, and didn't she come to the door to seduce the uncle?

It's going to depend on how well you seduce people!

If it weren't for the natural lack of roots and tendons in his own house, he wouldn't be able to receive the flattery of Widow Feng, and now the person who has drilled the widow's door, where would he still be the bag of the Shangzhang Dengguan.

It's a pity that this shameless girl let her man help do a lot of work!

took advantage of the Zhang family, and dared to cuckold the dead brother-in-law!

How can there be such a good thing!

Thinking of this, he tied the person to the daughter-in-law of the Zhang family for a few points, and as soon as he grabbed the person from the kang, he pressed the head of Widow Feng, and rushed to the direction of the Land Temple.

By the time the two of them arrived at the gate of the temple, the small square, which was not too big, was already full of people.

This is not a trivial matter, and the villagers who received the news, each family sent a representative.

These people, who knew or didn't know each other, who had dealt with or who had never been in contact, stared at the woman with a very strange look after seeing the couple of Widow Feng, until they saw her being pressed into the center of the square, and then they took back their eyes gloomily.

In the center of the square, another man with a lot of flowers was pressed to the ground by the second son of the Zhang family, waiting for the next trial.

The village chief, who was standing in the temple, cleared his throat and began the public trial in the village after seeing that everyone had arrived.

But before that, he had to ask more.

"The patriarch of the Zhang family is also here, let's talk about what to do with these two people. ”

The head of this village is not a man of his own words.