He poked himself in the chest hard: "I, the village chief, is the proof!" My son is right when he says right, and what he says wrong is wrong! ”

Jiang Futing continued to type with cold eyes, Ning Yuan glanced at the words on the screen, and was about to read them, but found that he couldn't pronounce them like glue in his mouth.

He thought for a moment and said with some concern, "This...... Will it be ......"

Jiang Futing gave an irrefutable look: You read, I will carry it when the sky falls.

Let alone...... He had to have this man who thought he was heaven to fall before he had a chance to get out of this place outside of the house, otherwise he would be watched like a prisoner wherever he went.

Ning Yuan struggled for a moment, and then read out the presumptuous words that he thought were a little out of place, "If there is a father, there must be a son, it is really crooked on the top and crooked on the bottom!" ”

The village chief's cheeks were already flushed with anger, and the pair of pale horizontal eyebrows wrinkled in confusion at this moment.

Jiang Futing first came to the trick that he couldn't understand and couldn't understand, and the cultural disparity really embarrassed him for a moment, and then continued to type out a very straightforward translation.

Ning Yuan continued to chew wax and read: "It means, Lao Tzu's virtue, no wonder his son is not much better, the thief shouts that the trick of catching the thief is your ancestral skill as the village head?" ”

Although he looked forward and backward when he read it, he had to admit that it was really refreshing to say such a thing!

The village chief was so blocked by his words that he couldn't argue, scolded openly and secretly, and brought his ancestors, but he was right, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared!

He pointed at Jiang Futing and Ning Yuan angrily, and his fingers were so angry that they kept shaking.

But he couldn't refute anything for a long time, so he could only scold with words: "Who do you say is a thief!" Which eye sees that we are thieves! If you slander Lao Tzu, forget it, you still have a family affair! ”

The beer bottle in his hand slammed the table: "I don't want to give you some color!" It's really like I'm the village chief! ”

Amin was so frightened by his action that he took two steps back, wanting to stop but not daring to stop.

The children who had been hiding behind the village chief showed an arrogant smile at this moment, and their expressions were full of contempt for them.

Amin immediately suppressed his emotions and smiled, "Village chief, they are all children, and the people in the city speak directly, so don't worry about them as adults." ”

"Humph!" The village chief snorted coldly and glanced at the unrepentant two, "His child? He was so big and bullied my little son and splashed a bucket of dirty water on us! I don't care, tomorrow everyone will be our village chief and be a bully! ”

"Isn't he dumb?" Amin continued to flatter, saying, "If a person is a little disabled, this heart is also somewhat distorted. You should be bitten by a wild dog! ”

"Even wild dogs can't bite my son!" The village chief scolded domineeringly, and glanced at Jiang Futing: "Look which dog in the village didn't see my son walking around!"

Jiang Futing stood aside to watch the play, and did not forget to add oil and vinegar to continue typing, Ning Yuan deeply felt his bravery, and the momentum of reading it was much stronger than just now, and there was a little more sarcasm in his tone:

"People

Don't wait to see you, the dog will be suspicious! Don't you have any points? ”

"You!" The village chief 'you' for a long time, but you didn't have any reputation, so he was so angry that he directly called the two people who were waiting for him in the yard into the house:

"Bring me this dumb man who doesn't know what to do, and throw him in the woodroom! Lawless! Starve him for a few days! ”

"No! This won't work! Chief! Seeing the two strong men outside directly breaking in viciously, Amin was so frightened that his soul was about to disperse, and he hurriedly begged.

If this person is taken away, let alone leaving the village, it is not certain whether he can come out of the village chief, if he meets the sacrifice, he will be sacrificed directly, and if he can't sacrifice, he may directly beat the person honestly, find a family and sell it!

"Can't do it? Are you the village chief or am I the village chief! He snapped and threatened.

Amin was in a hurry, so he went directly to stop him, and Ning Yuan followed closely in front of Jiang Futing.

The two suddenly stepped forward, and the village chief was also frightened, thinking that they were going to jump off the wall in a hurry, so he stepped back and shouted: "All are going to rebel!" Don't take me as the village chief seriously! ”

He was excited, and his spit splashed everywhere like a fountain.

The two of them were tall and strong, and when the village chief shouted, they stepped in front of Jiang Futing and them in three or two steps, and then threatened them with their eyes like two thick walls.

Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, Amin turned around and winked at Jiang Futing, and kept reminding in a low voice, "You quickly show softness, apologize, and give enough face, and this matter is over." ”

The village chief seemed to hear her whispering, and snorted disdainfully, "It's too late to apologize now, unless you kneel down and kowtow to me and my son three times." ”

He knew that the mute would not do this, and that he had spoken it out to humiliate him.

Amin still wanted to plead, but Jiang Futing sneered, patted her on the shoulder in time, and shook his head to stop her.

Then he said to Ning Yuan on his mobile phone, "You tell Bai Tang that I will go to the village chief's house tonight to spend the night, so that he doesn't have to worry." ”

Ning Yuan's expression hesitated for a moment before responding: "If he asks, when will you be able to ......?"

Jiang Futing continued to reply with the wording he had already considered, "Tell him that when it is time to come back, he will naturally come back." ”

Ning Yuan finally nodded suspiciously.

As soon as they finished explaining the matter, the two strong men hated their mother-in-law and mother-in-law, and impatiently grabbed Jiang Futing, "Hurry up!" A dumb man and so much nonsense! I don't know what I should do, be quiet! ”

Jiang Futing was suddenly pushed, the injured foot was still acting, and it was not easy to step on the ground, the center of gravity leaned forward directly, and he grabbed the corner of the table quickly so that he didn't fall.

The child came from the door, laughing unabashedly, gloatingly.

After Jiang Futing stabilized his figure, he glanced at him coldly, and happened to be seen by the village chief, and was threatened again, "Hurry up!" If you want to look again, you'll gouge out your eyes! ”

He remembered that the man at the entrance of the village had also spoken like this in the morning, and that the people here had any special habits for the eyes.

Finding himself the pleasure of relieving his worries, he withdrew his gaze, and limped out.

He was thinly dressed

The light blue shirt with tight muscles all hidden under the clothes. People outside can't see it, they only think that he is slender, walking staggeringly, the wind blows, the corners of his clothes are brought up, and just looking at the back is a little weaker, he can't help but smell of the wind.

The two strong men thought he was walking too slowly, and always pushed and urged him, intentionally or unintentionally.

Jiang Futing had gone through the previous experience, how could he suffer again, and deliberately stepped on the feet of the two of them when he stumbled.

In the summer, they don't wear much in the first place, not to mention that these people don't wear shoes properly, they wear flip-flops.

He was pushed several times on the road, and there were a few dirty shoe prints on the swarthy insteps of the two of them.

As soon as the two strong men scolded him, he pretended to be deaf and dumb, lowered his eyes and walked forward.

When the two people in the back wanted to push him again, they were afraid of being stepped on by him, so they could only endure it, and the fire in their stomachs was as strong as burning a piece of dead grass.

The kid wanted to stumble on him if he had something to do, but there were people passing by on the road, and they didn't want to go too far, and every time his hands itched, the village chief glared back with fierce eyes.

Until he finally led the person to the firewood room, Jiang Futing didn't have time to see the black miasma of ash inside, as soon as the wooden door "creaked" open, his back was kicked hard by each of his feet, the branch in his hand slipped off accidentally, and his body fell straight forward according to inertia.

The few people in the back suddenly burst into laughter, and they couldn't stop it.

I don't know how long this firewood room has not been cleaned, and the dust on the ground is like thick snow accumulated in winter, and the moment he lies down, the dust flies, and his body is covered with a thick fog-like ash, covering the outline of his body.

A lot of dust came to his face, and Jiang Futing choked on the thick ash and coughed twice, looking even weaker......

His face was pale, and he was a little embarrassed to support his body, and when he turned his head, he happened to hear a crisp "Click!" ”

You don't have to think about it to know that these people have broken his branches again.

He looked at them with a cold expression, and fell into the eyes of these people, a little indomitable.

When the village chief walked past the two strong men and picked up the broken branches on the ground, he kicked the wounds on his feet twice, and then bent down and twitched him a few times before he felt relieved.

He threw away the branches, patted the ashes on his hands, and looked at Jiang Futing condescendingly, "Don't give him food, starve for a day and a night!" When you are obedient, let me know first! ”

The two strong men on the side immediately responded without hesitation, "Don't worry, we have experience in teaching this kind of disobedience!" ”

The village chief nodded reassuringly, glanced at the wood-like people on the ground, and walked away with a disgusted face.

He didn't expect this mute man to be so high-spirited and his bones so hard, and he thought he was an easy to handle, but now it seems that if he really wants to get him, he has to take some hard means.

However, it will take time for his legs to grow, and he will not be in such a hurry to tame, and the days will be long, and when he is starved in the house for a few days, no matter how arrogant he is, he can be defeated by time.

When the time comes, who can beat whom?

Unless he really doesn't want to live, but treats it really no

If you want to live, every once in a while, you have to pour pig food into his mouth.

The child looked at the back of the village chief leaving, and then looked at the person lying on the ground, after all, he was frightened by him in the morning, and there would be some lingering palpitations.

After looking around, revenge prevailed over reason, and he followed the example of his unreasonable father, and likewise picked up the branches on the ground and lifted them high

Looking at this posture, he was so depressed that even a child could bully himself at will, Jiang Futing didn't rush to get up, and his narrow eyes swept over the child.

The meaning of the unspeakable threat is fleeting.

The child immediately remembered the scene in the morning, his back was cold, his palms were directly soft, and he trembled so much that he couldn't even grasp the branches and fell to the ground.

Not to be outdone, Bisheng glared at him inwardly, took two steps back and left.

When the little ancestor also left, the two strong men didn't stay long, and warned him with their eyes, "Bang! The door was slammed shut, and then there was the sound of the door locking outside, a bit like an old-fashioned heavy chain.

Then there was a "boom" outside, and he could hear that the heavy chain had hit the ground, and then the two strong men also kicked away.

After making trouble for a long time, Jiang Futing's ears finally cleared up, and he slowly stood up when there was no extra movement outside.

The village chief seemed to be an official, but he was just a ruffian hooligan, and when he started, he was the same as the man in the morning, he didn't know the severity of the matter, and he picked up people's pain with ruthlessness.

The injury that hadn't healed was even worse, and it was a bit painful to stand up.

Sure enough, it was self-inflicted.

Jiang Futing was bored and slandered himself in his heart, while patting off the ashes on his body, and after the shooting, he pulled down his trouser legs, and changed the medicine and cloth at noon, which would spill a lot of fresh blood.

There are also several red marks of varying lengths on the edges.

He glanced at it lightly, then pulled his trouser legs back, indifferent to the new injury, and then looked around the firewood room.

(End of chapter)