Chapter 82: Confession

Leaving Zhishang, Feng Xi went back to Nanxi Village directly.

Before she even stepped through the door, she heard a commotion coming from the house.

"Big brother, the village chief will be elected tomorrow, if you don't vote for Amin, I won't leave here." Feng Ming's wife, Qin Xuemei, is a well-known shress in the village, and her loud voice can be heard wherever she is.

"Fengchuan, tomorrow the village chief election, no matter what, your vote must be for Amin, otherwise, I won't have your son." Cao Shuiping simply put down her cruel words, and she didn't believe that her eldest son dared not listen to her.

Since she was a child, her eldest son Feng Chuan listened to her very much, and this time she was willing to decide that he would vote for Ah Ming tomorrow.

It's a pity that Cao Shuiping forgot that when Feng Xi was sick, her desperation broke Feng Chuan's heart. Even if it was his mother, he would no longer obey her unconditionally as before.

Feng Chuan's face was not very good, and his tone towards them was lukewarm: "Mom, Feng Ming, Shui Ping, tomorrow the village chief election, I know what to do." ”

He is not going to vote for his younger brother Feng Ming.

That's right, he's angry. When the angry children are sick, their desperation, their coldness. They didn't help when his family was in trouble, and now it's their turn to need their family's help, and he won't help anything.

originally thought that this matter would be settled, after all, it was a family, where would the family have an overnight feud.

But he couldn't.

Every time he saw their faces, he was reminded of the scene at that time, and their ruthlessness and cruel words made his heart cut like a knife.

At that time, they not only did not save him, but also cursed his daughter to die quickly.

Is this what a family should say?

This matter is like a thorn in his heart, which has been piercing his heart, and he can't pull it out, and he can't let it go.

Looking at Fengchuan Tieqing's face, the three of them once doubted whether Fengchuan would vote for the village chief election tomorrow.

For the sake of insurance, Feng Ming said to Feng Chuan in a good voice: "Big brother, you swear now, you will definitely vote for me tomorrow, if you don't vote, you will be thundered and killed." ”

As long as Feng Chuan swears, he will feel at ease. Otherwise, there can be no peace.

Nanxi Village will be elected tomorrow, and each household will have one vote. He had already attracted a lot of votes, thinking that he could win, but he didn't know that the other person who competed with him for the village chief also had the same votes as him. There are so many families in the whole village, except for Fengchuan's family, the rest of the people have been bought by them.

Therefore, the most critical vote tomorrow is who the Fengchuan family will vote for, who will become the village chief of Nanxi Village.

Feng Chuan thought about it a lot, but he couldn't imagine that his own brother wanted him to swear a poisonous oath for a ticket. He looked at Feng Ming sadly, and his heart was throbbing.

This is his good brother.

The two brothers grew up wearing the same pair of open crotch pants, and he should know how good he is for him. Since he was a child, his parents could not afford to send them to school, so as the eldest brother, he had to go to junior high school and go home to work on the farm, just to provide for his younger brother and sister to go to college. Now, they have formed families, but in exchange for their indifference.

Is their conscience eaten by dogs?

Feng Chuan smiled bitterly: "Let's go, I don't want to see you anymore." ”

Hearing that Feng Chuan was going to drive them away, the eyes of the three of them flashed with gloomy owls, and their faces were very ugly.

Cao Shuiping roared loudly: "Evil obstacles, unfilial son, you actually drove your mother away, is there a son like you." ”