Farming: I dressed up as a widow and beat my parents-in-law violently

No wonder the county master didn't catch him immediately.

Instead, he chose to investigate him behind his back. He must have wanted to uncover more cases and punish him for multiple crimes. Unfortunately, Zuo Li found nothing.

Yan Xia felt that she had found out the truth. Since the shopkeeper dared to attack Yuanshan, he must have beaten others. She was going to execute the law by fishing and nail the shopkeeper to the wall.

This kind of scum should be put to death. No chance should be left to him.

Yan Xia told Zuo Li what he thought.

Got his approval.

Therefore, the group of people who were originally going to Zhang Ji's grain store were divided into two groups and went forward and backward.

"You brat, you came to our shop to seek death again? Did you not get enough beatings yesterday?"

Wang Yuanshan stood alone at the door of Zhang Ji's grain store. Within two seconds, he was scolded by the store's clerk.

Four or five people surrounded him.

They were all sack bearers, all covered in tendons.

"Do you still want to beat me on the street in broad daylight? Come on, pretend I'm afraid of you and give me your wages!"

Yan Xia Mao watched from the side, while Zuo Li and others were hiding on the opposite side.

Wang Yuanshan was not afraid at all.

The way he was dragged up to the sky scared several of the waiters. No matter how powerful they were, they would not dare to hit anyone in the street. If they were sued by the people passing by, the shopkeeper would peel off his skin.

This is Shuangqiao Town, not a place where the shopkeeper collects grain.

The magistrate of Jiashe County did not take the money from the shopkeeper's filial piety.

"Are you cowardly? Ah? How did you beat me so hard yesterday? Pay back your wages, hurry up -"

Yan Xia gave Wang Yuanshan a task, which was to provoke them and force them to take action.

After Wang Yuanshan continued to make trouble, Zhang Furen, the shopkeeper of Zhang Ji Liang Shop, couldn't bear it anymore.

"Since he asked for a beating, what are you waiting for? Drag him into the alley and take good care of him."

Maybe it was because he killed a person half a year ago without incident, or maybe it was his inflated heart that made him more courageous.

Zhang Furen leaned against the shop and spit out thick phlegm.

He ordered with fierce eyes.

"Yes, the shopkeeper's -"

Several people were ready to take cruel measures.

Just when they were dragging Wang Yuanshan to the alley, Yan Xia stood up.

"stop--"

Four or five guys turned to look at her.

Yan Xia wore a lotus-colored long skirt today, and a cardigan with a lot of patterns embroidered with silver thread. A set of clothes was worth twenty taels, and she had a bun on her head with two embroidered patterns on it. Fine hostas, other small accessories, and earrings are also peach blossoms carved from warm white jade, with a hint of pink in the stamens, which is particularly fairy-like. This pair of earrings cost nearly eighty taels, making them Yan Xia's most expensive jewelry.

She carries it almost every day.

There are also two hollow and carved gold bracelets on each wrist.

It looks very noble at first glance.

Zhang Furen often travels between the two counties, so he doesn't know Yan Xia very well. He has heard of Yan's pastry shop, but has never met Yan Xia himself.

I thought she was the wife of a wealthy family.

"Who allowed you to beat my nephew! It's really lawless. You dare to be so arrogant in broad daylight. Far away mountains, come to my aunt. You are so pitiful. Look at the injuries on this face. It turns out that the person who beat you yesterday was It's them. My aunt asked you, but you refused to tell me. You stupid kid, come here quickly. What are you doing standing there in a daze? Their fists are about to fall on your face——"

Yan Xia's voice was extremely loud.

The people passing by stopped and looked at them.

"You vicious woman, what are you talking about? Who hit him?"

Of course Zhang Furen would not admit it.

"Hey, everyone, come and take a look. This store is hiring casual workers but they don't pay them. My nephew was severely beaten by these guys in order to beg for wages. Look at the injuries on his face. My nephew You are thin-skinned and refuse to be taken care of by me. You insist on making money on your own. Now it’s better. If you don’t make any money, you still get a beating. Why do you, Mr. Zhang, beat people? Where is your confidence?"

Yan Xia's voice became louder and louder.

There were people all around.

Zhang Furen was a little panicked. Seeing that Yan Xia wanted to make a fuss, he winked at several of the guys.

A few people understood in seconds and walked up to Yan Xia, wanting to carry them away.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched Yan Xia's arm, he was made to take several steps back by her screams.

"Help me—"

"This store is going to beat someone up in broad daylight, and they actually want a few guys to drag me into the alley. Look, they're all starting to drag me. Oops, my arm hurts so much. Please help me." , who will save us——"

Yan Xia cried exaggeratedly.

Many passers-by recognized her.

"Oh, isn't this Shopkeeper Yan?"

"Yes, Shopkeeper Yan, why are you here? Do you want me to report you to the official position?"

"This is unreasonable, why do you bully Shopkeeper Yan!"

"This is an old problem. I've seen it several times. They always beat people in that alley. It's really evil. The people who come to beat casual workers are farmers from nearby villages. It's already pitiful. They still bully people like this. Don’t be afraid of thunder and lightning.”

"Why is Shopkeeper Yan's nephew so dressed in such shabby clothes?"

"My son was also beaten. Just because he bought moldy rice, they claimed that my son deliberately framed them. They punched him several times and threatened to kill our whole family if he reported it to the police."

"What? This is too arrogant."

"My dad just came here to work as a casual laborer. He didn't pay a penny for half a month! But after asking for it in a nice and angry way, the shopkeeper immediately gave my dad a big mouth. My dad is almost fifty, what a dog! Damn it, if my father hadn't stopped me, I would have settled the score with him!"

"This Furen is not a good thing. When there were floods a few years ago, he increased the grain price countless times. A pound of polished rice was sold for two taels of silver. This caused many grain shops in the town to increase their prices. How many people died. If the magistrate hadn't put up a notice, he would have lowered the price out of fear, fearing that thousands of people would starve to death."

"........."

Almost all the onlookers knew Zhang Furen.

There is not a single good thing to say in his mouth, so you can imagine how many bad things this person has done.

Yan Xia took over the conversation and cried again.

"Everyone, take a look. My poor nephew worked for him for three days for nothing and didn't get a single coin. He was beaten like this yesterday. I asked him why he refused to tell me. If I hadn't followed him secretly today. , I am afraid that I will never see my nephew again. Just now, the shopkeeper actually told a few waiters that he would drag my nephew to the alley and beat him to death. Tell me, how dark-hearted this person is. This is a human life. In your eyes, am I worse than an ant?"

Yan Xia pretended to wipe her tears.

Several people immediately stood up and said that they had also been beaten.

Yan Xia clenched his right hand into a fist, then unclenched it, back and forth twice, and made a good gesture.

Zuo Li came out of the darkness.

"What's going on? Someone came to report that the shopkeeper of Zhang Ji's Grain Store beat someone up? Is it true or false? Who is Zhang Furen?"