Pampered Pastoral: Orion’s Delicious Little Lady

Neighbor Bingba shouted at a high volume: "Uncle Nine is here! Uncle Nine is here!"

The originally packed crowd spontaneously made way for Li Zheng.

Uncle Lu Jiu's face was not very good, and the large water stain on his chest that was wet with tea seemed to be his mood, which was cloudy.

Since Uncle Lu Jiu arrived, the crowd of people watching stopped whispering and were all waiting for Li Zheng's decision.

The crowd suddenly became quiet, as if even the air had stopped.

"What on earth is going on?" Uncle Lu Jiu walked into the crowd and saw Lu Chuntao, who looked embarrassed, and Li and Song Lihua, who seemed not to be involved.

As soon as he saw their appearance, Uncle Lu Jiu became angry.

They say three women make a play, but now that I look at it, isn’t this exactly what it is?

The ancients did not deceive me!

No one spoke around, only Lu Chuntao's low sobs.

Uncle Lu Jiu felt that his temples began to throb again.

He felt guilty towards Song Lihua, but he couldn't tolerate this girl Song Lihua causing trouble again and again!

It's good now. We've already beaten people. If we continue to tolerate it, won't we end up killing people?

After a few seconds of silence, Lu Chuntao spoke first.

I just saw her covering her face and crying, "Uncle Jiu, Uncle Jiu, you have to make the decision for me!"

Uncle Lu Jiu has been able to sit in the position of Li Zheng for more than ten or twenty years precisely because of his own uprightness. Everyone in Lujia Village obeys him. He has always helped others but not relatives. No matter what happens, he will handle it in a fair, just and open manner.

Hearing this, he nodded and his tense expression softened: "Just tell me, if you have any grievances, Uncle Jiu will naturally make the decision for you. You don't need to worry."

As he spoke, he glanced at Song Lihua who was standing aside.

Song Lihua understood the meaning of this glance, and it was probably asking her why she did it.

Mrs. Li came closer to Song Lihua, half-bent down and whispered in her ear: "Why didn't you tell her first? Aren't you afraid that she would confuse right and wrong and call black things white?"

Song Lihua's expression was indifferent, and she also came closer to Mrs. Li, and replied in a low voice: "What am I afraid of? I want to see what kind of ivory Lu Chuntao's dog can spit out from his mouth."

Mrs. Li's face was full of excitement. She secretly gave Song Lihua a thumbs up and said, "You are so nice to talk to. I like to hear such rough and unreasonable words. You are worthy of it."

Lu Chuntao changed her previous look of wanting to fight with others, and calmed down her authority, her chest heaving violently: "Uncle Jiu, this Song Lihua came to my house out of nowhere and slapped me in the face. If you don’t believe it, many people saw it at that time!”

Uncle Lu Jiu stiffened his neck and turned to look at Song Lihua.

Song Lihua received his look and understood that Uncle Jiu was asking her: Is it really so sudden?

Song Lihua didn't lie and nodded truthfully: "It was indeed a beating."

Uncle Lu Jiu: "..."

Seriously? But why are you so calm after the fight?

Compared to Song Lihua's calmness, Uncle Lu Jiu seemed less calm: "Good guy, why did you suddenly rush into someone's house and beat them up?"

Lu Chuntao finally couldn't hold it any longer and burst into tears. While crying, she yelled: "She beat me in front of so many people, and I was completely humiliated! I won't go after being humiliated like this." I'd rather die!"