After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

After Hu's mother realized what she was doing, she hurriedly helped him up and scolded him: "You kid, what are you doing with such a big gift? Come on, leave early and come back early."

Shuiqing had mixed feelings when she heard that she would leave early and return early.

Some people get bored after being together for decades, while others make people reluctant to part with them even if they only last for more than a year.

Ling Ran hummed softly and replied, "I'll be back."

Will definitely come back.

There was a hint of fish belly white in the sky, and everyone in the village was ready.

There were eighty-seven gangsters in total. About thirty or forty of them who were too injured to walk had their hands and feet tied and thrown on the cart. The rest tied their hands with hemp rope and strung them together with hemp rope in groups of six or seven. They were tied behind each donkey cart and followed.

The men of Shanshui Village gathered forty people, led by Ling Ran. A few older men led the donkeys, and other young and strong men, all armed with long knives, stood guard on both sides of the donkey cart to escort them.

There were eighty or ninety gangsters, and there were only forty men in charge of escorting them, which was not too many. Fortunately, about half of the gangsters were injured to the point of being unable to move, and the rest were tied up and only needed to be watched.

However, people know that sending these people there is basically a dead end, and they are afraid that they will fight to the death, so they cannot be relaxed at all along the way and must be guarded tightly.

Before setting off, Ling Ran ordered with sharp eyebrows and a cold voice: "If anyone is found trying to escape by untying the hemp rope, shoot them without mercy!

It is better to kill by mistake than to let go. Do you know this? "

"I know!" the men in the team responded loudly.

Before tonight, they would have dared not, but after seeing the brutality of these gangsters, as well as the loss of five lives and dozens of injuries in the village, they only felt that these people did not deserve to live!

Shui Qing looked at Ling Ran who was like a sharp knife being drawn out of its sheath, worried and a little relieved at the same time.

Being kind to the enemy is cruel to one's own people. Ling Ran was right.

Qin Yilin hurriedly suppressed the excitement in her heart.

This kid has the air of a general - kindness does not control soldiers, justice does not control wealth, and it is the correct way to treat evil people without mercy, and it is also responsible for one's own people.

After watching the team leave the village, a man immediately stepped forward to close and bolt the gate.

Eighty or ninety gangsters were missing from the open space in front of the bookstore, and it returned to its previous empty and spacious appearance.

The gangsters were sent away, but Shui Qing did not relax at all, and even became more tense because she knew that last night was just the beginning, and the danger was not over yet, and was even getting closer.

The fire was still burning, and the fire was a little smaller than before. The large iron pot on it was constantly supplying steaming millet porridge.

The wounded in the bookstore had already been bandaged. The Zhao and Sun families suffered heavy casualties. The dead old man had been placed on the removed door panel. Ding Heli clamped the broken leg of the injured man with a wooden board and fixed it, and also bandaged it with medicine.

Fan Qian, Fan Dazhu, second and third pillars also had their legs and feet broken, but they were bandaged by Si Zhu and Fan Laowu. Needless to say, Qin Yi, Lin and Ding Jiajia had absolutely no chance of coming to help bandage them.

In the first two years, Ding Heli would have been helped by the friendship of fellow villagers, but later Fan Erzhu ruined Jiajia's reputation, and the whole family took advantage of it, which caused the whole village to suffer such a big disaster. Ding Heli was originally so The burning heart gradually faded away, and he didn't even look at the wound.

For Fan Qian's family, he now believes in destiny.

After all, Fan Sizhu and Fan Laowu had little experience, so they only tied up and applied medicine based on their feelings. In the past, Fan Dazhu would have ignored the quarrel, but this time he knew that it was useless to argue - the village master chopped him alive. You have all your heart, how dare you argue!

After Fan Qian convulsed, he was carried into the room and lay down on the bed. Sun Jinhua was also locked in. Fan Sizhu, the only one who was not injured, was busy taking care of her.

The door panel of the main door was removed, and two long benches were placed on each side to prop up the door panel, with Fan Mu lying on it.

After the sky was slightly bright, which did not affect the ability to see while walking, the old village chief and the elders in the village came one after another to express their condolences.

Fan Jin, who was kneeling, stood up and walked to the yard with the old village chief Fan Qiye, Mr. Wang and other elderly people.

He had something to discuss with the old man in the village.

He looked at the old men and spoke warmly: "Old village chief, elders, today is already twenty-eight, and the Chinese New Year will be the day after tomorrow. I want to bury my mother tomorrow and lay her to rest."

According to the custom in their village, the dead person should be kept at home for three days, waiting for relatives and friends to come to express their condolences. Now that the world is in chaos, it is impossible for uncles from the maternal family to come, so it is better to bury them early.

Fan Qiye directly agreed: "The Zhao family and the Sun family have the same opinion as you. It is better to bury it before the year. Life is not easy now. Our village has suffered such a big change. Let's keep everything simple."

The New Year is celebrated the day after tomorrow, and all the men in the village can help with the burial tomorrow. Not to mention carrying the coffin up the mountain requires a lot of manpower. You can't hire people to do these things during the New Year or the first day of the new year.

Moreover, five old people suddenly disappeared in the village last night. Magistrate Wu did not know what the situation was. It would be better to bury them early. If something happens again later, it would be difficult to bury them.

Fan Jin responded: "Okay."

The old village chief looked at the house and asked, "Is there a coffin?"

"Yes, my mother prepared it when my father passed away." Fan Jin replied respectfully.

Mr. Wang sighed: "Don't worry about the old man's coffin. It has been prepared a long time ago. It is the Zhao family's tragedy. Uncle Zhao is gone, and the Zhao family's boss and his wife are also gone. Their coffins are not ready yet." , we are trying to find a way to make it together."

There are coffins in the village, but there are good and bad coffins. The Zhao family suddenly got two more pairs. If they borrowed the good ones from other people's houses, they would have to be good later, and the money would be too much to bear.

At this time, it was even more inconvenient to go out to buy them, so I had to borrow them from the village first.

Fan Jin's family was in good shape. At least they escaped the disaster by living alone. Otherwise, both families would have been injured and the old man's funeral would not have been arranged.

Father Xu comforted Fan Jin, then looked at his other companions and said, "There isn't even a person in charge of those two families, so let's go there first to help.

Come on, kid, it's all up to you here. "

Shui Qing is now the backbone of the entire village, taking care of the affairs of the entire village, so he must be very busy; dozens of men and women in the village have been injured, forty have gone out, and three families have had troubles, so people are needed everywhere. Compared with the three families involved in the accident, the Fan family is considered the least serious, so we can only rely on Boy Jin to take care of things here.

The old village chief consoled him: "Shui Qing handled the matter last night very well. I would never have been able to handle it so well."

He knew what he was capable of, and he could think of arranging porridge for the wounded, etc., but interrogating the gangsters, especially the people behind the scenes, was absolutely impossible for him.

Shui Qing is very good, he saw the right person, she is even more powerful than he thought!