70 female supporting roles: the villain's favorite

The white-bearded old man remained silent. In fact, he was also listening to the arguments of the villagers, and wanted to refer to public opinion. After all, he was the village chief, and if he did too much, he couldn't justify it.

"Tingting, where are you? Tingting, where are you? Tingting..." An old woman's voice came over, getting closer.

"Hey, Tingting's mother is here, it's even more lively now."

"She ran away, her father was pissed to death, her mother managed to survive, but she was looking forward to her daughter's return, but the one who came back was a half-dead, this old lady has a hard life!"

"It's what you deserve. If you know you don't know education, why would you elope with someone on the day of your wedding? Isn't that wicked!"

"Stop talking, Tingting's mother is here."

Everyone saw a disheveled old lady walking towards the crowd step by step with difficulty, and naturally made way for the old man.

The old lady stood watching the movement of the crowd, saw Li Hu kneeling on the ground with Xu Ting on his back, and quickened her pace.

After about five or six minutes, the old lady finally walked in front of Li Hu, and turned her face to look at Li Hu and Xu Ting.

The old lady raised her right hand and hit Xu Ting hard.

"Mom, don't hit Tingting, it's my fault, I did something wrong, if you want to hit me, don't hit her."

Li Hu turned around, turned his head towards the old lady, and hid Xu Ting behind him.

"Don't call me mom, how dare I have a child like you? I dare not beat you. If you are capable, you can abduct the bride while someone is getting married. You are capable! I can't beat you, I beat myself Isn't your daughter okay? You get out of the way, you don't care..."

As the old lady said, she wanted to go behind Li Hu and beat Xu Ting.

An Ningxuan couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed the old lady and said, "Mother, don't beat Xu Ting anymore, she was sold to the injured by fake medicine, and she is still awake! No matter what mistakes she made before, You have to bear with it for now, let's go home and talk about it!"

An Ningxuan comforted the old lady. The old lady looked at her for a long time, feeling that she was not from the village, so she didn't ask much.

"Village Chief," Xiao Heng said to the white-bearded old man, "Xu Ting has done something wrong to your family before. It is understandable for you to be angry. After all, such absurd things cannot be forgiven anywhere."

Xiao Heng looked at the white-bearded old man, confirmed that his fire had been lowered, and then said: "You know that there is a shortage of medicinal materials in the capital city recently, but there are many people who get sick in winter, especially children and the elderly. There is a fake medicine Groups, they took advantage of the shortage of medicines in state-run pharmacies to manufacture a large number of fake medicines and sell them on the market, causing many children to delay treatment and even die because of fake medicines. Do you think these fake medicines should be damned?"

The village head continued to smoke, but he could listen to Xiao Heng's words, because recently the barefoot doctor in the village also reported that the fake medicine was harmful.

Seeing that the village head didn't feel disgusted, Xiao Heng continued: "A few days ago, we burned down a warehouse of counterfeit medicines, and today we planned to go to their other warehouse to find evidence to report them, but Xu Ting was unfortunately killed by that Huang Boss. I was stabbed, do you think it counts..."

"Whatever it is, don't fight with me here. It's good for her to die, why come back?" The white-bearded old man kicked his legs, and the bench stood up, as if he wanted to fight Xiao Heng.

Xiao Heng took two steps back and was about to say something, but the old man with the white beard turned around and left with a long stool.

There was a burst of discussion among the crowd~

"Boss Huang? Is it Huang Youlun, the village chief's cousin?"

"That's right, otherwise, how could the village chief leave so quickly despite his reason?"

"Didn't you die as a bandit a few years ago? Why are you still alive? Still selling fake medicine?"

"My baby took fake medicine half a month ago, and a child caught a cold and developed pneumonia, and he is still not recovering! God damn it, why is he a relative of the village chief's family?"

An Ningxuan understands that this Boss Huang is related to the village chief, but they may not have been in touch for many years. Otherwise, Xu Ting and Li Hu have worked under Boss Huang for so many years, and Boss Huang did not kill them, but reused them. The two of them.

Li Hu saw the old man with the white beard going away, and listened to the villagers' discussions, he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

The old lady still cared about her daughter. When she heard that Xu Ting had been stabbed, she kept stroking Xu Ting's forehead with tears in her eyes.

"Ma'am, let's talk about it when we go home! The village chief gave way." An Ningxuan said to the old lady.

"Okay, okay, go home! No matter what, go home, go home first, I will trouble you!" The old lady is also a person who listens to advice, otherwise, after so many years, the old man has passed away, and I can survive alone until now , It is with an open-minded heart.

An Ningxuan and Xiao Heng helped Li Hu up. At this time, Hu Shengli, who had removed his tail, also followed, and everyone walked towards Xu Ting's house together.

A group of people were walking, and there was a very luxurious courtyard house in the center of the village. The gate was built tall and exquisite. On the gate, there were four big characters "Prosperity and Peace" written on it, and auspicious clouds were carved around it.The mahogany gate is thick and solemn, the gate is tightly closed, and the two stone lions at the gate are vivid, which can be seen from the hands of famous masters.

Various mythical animals are carved on the roof of the house. Among them, the glazed tiles are made by famous kilns in Kyoto. They are specially customized, with clear colors, low-key and luxurious.

"Ma'am, whose house is this, so rich!" An Ningxuan asked the old lady.

The old lady didn't even look at the house, but said: "The village chief's house has just been built in the past few years, and whoever marries his elder son will live in this house."

"This house will cost a lot of money to build. Does the village chief's family have any property?" An Ningxuan continued to ask the old lady, but the old lady ignored her, or she couldn't hear her, and continued to walk forward.

"Little Linglong, do you think anyone lives in this house?" An Ningxuan asked the system in her heart.

"Master, look at the chimney on that house, there is no black ash at all. Most people in the north sleep on the kang, and they must burn the kang in winter, but the chimney in their house is obviously new, and there is no ash at all, so it's not like Someone lives here, at least there should be no one who lives here often." The system replied.

"Little Linglong, how many years would it take to build a courtyard of this size with the income of a village chief?"

"How can the village chief get any salary! Their input is slightly higher than that of ordinary farmers, because the village cadres earn a little more centimeters, so at the end of the year, the payment can be dozens of yuan more than that of ordinary people. If but rely on that You can’t afford to build this beautiful quadrangle with a little money.”

An Ningxuan listened to the system's words, the more she thought about it, the more something was wrong.