Village Chief Liu glared at him angrily and scolded: "Liu Changjiang, you have nothing to worry about, you can eat if you want to eat, and if you don't want to eat, get out!" ”

"Bang!" Liu Changjiang slapped the table heavily, pushed away the person who was blocking him and stood up, pointed at Feng Jun and scolded: "The family is a bad person, why don't you die from you!" ”

He was about to say something, but was covered by the villagers who were drinking with him.

Someone warned him, "If you want to make trouble, you will annoy a few masters, and when there is something, no one in the village will help you." ”

Liu Changjiang seemed to be not afraid at all, his eyes widened and he struggled, but he couldn't break free from the shackles of others.

No one wants to offend them, and they don't want to offend the village chief.

Compared with them, Liu Changjiang alone is nothing.

Besides, he jumped out to help a younger brother who came out of Wufu to speak, not only because the two of them were related and had the same surname, but also because there was one less person who could help cover when he went out.

The people in the village are all clear about these things, but everyone lives together, and they don't look up and look down, and everyone is a little worried.

If they are all pulled out, it will be so noisy that they can't understand it.

So everyone tacitly keeps this secret for each other, and may even help cover it up in front of the other half of the other party at some times.

The name is beautiful: home and everything is prosperous.

"Changjiang is drunk, send him back." The third uncle's face was not good-looking, and he raised his hand to signal the villagers to hurry up.

If you really want to make a fuss, everyone's faces don't look good.

Of course, Liu Changjiang refused to cooperate, and kicked over the table in front of him while struggling.

"Whoa!" With a bang, all the food on the table was overturned, and the soup splashed all over the people around him.

Everyone drank a little wine, and they were easily impulsive, and when they saw that they couldn't persuade people and were smashed on the field, anger suddenly took over reason.

I don't know who scolded first, just now a few people who were pulling Liu Changjiang to try to calm things down, directly rushed up to him and began to punch and kick him.

Liu Changjiang didn't even see who made the first move, the person had already been beaten and fell to the ground, and let out a scream like killing a pig in the face of the raindrop-like fist.

"What are you doing, stop!" Village Chief Liu quickly stood up and slapped the table angrily.

The table was made of wooden frames and planks, and as soon as he smashed it, the table shook immediately.

Jin Changming got up quickly, carried one in one hand, and quickly took a few steps back, so that he was not affected by the spilled vegetable soup.

After standing firmly, he realized that he was carrying one less, and hurriedly looked towards where Lu Mojin was sitting.

It was empty, how could there be Lu Mojin's figure.

He was puzzled, when a complaining child's voice sounded beside him, "Master, don't look for it, I'm here." ”

"Little friend Mo Jin, you are in a hurry, you are so smart that you must be able to understand the old man, right?" Jin Changming smiled dryly and explained.

This little friend is different from the other, not only is he smart, but he also has a lot of eyes, and it is not a good thing for him to remember.

Lu Mojin nodded, his eyes vigilantly looked at Feng Jun, who was splashed with soup, but was still standing there motionless, and his voice was cold, "Master, it seems that now is not the time to say this." ”

Hearing his reminder, Jin Changming also noticed something unusual.

These young people are a little too impulsive.

Seeing that it was not easy to speak, Village Chief Liu hurriedly went over to stop it, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone just after taking two steps.

"Xiaojun, what are you doing here?" Looking at Feng Jun, who looked calm, Village Chief Liu's heart sank, and a not very good feeling enveloped him.

Liu Changjiang's words were so ugly, and it was clearly aimed at him, why wasn't he angry at all?

Village Chief Liu can't remember the last time he saw this kid's emotions exposed.

Is he really introverted and unwilling to speak, or is it all pretending?

Recalling what the third uncle had said after Liu Zhuang's first seven incidents had passed, "I hope this kid won't go crooked", he suddenly realized something, and looked at Feng Jun with horror in his eyes.

He asked in a trembling voice, "Xiaojun, are you ...... Did you do it on purpose? ”