Siheyuan: The Cellar

Chapter 37: Or just shoot him

At this time, Chen Guoliang pretended to be enlightened and said, "I was wondering where the meat I fried at noon went! It turns out that you stole it."

Naturally, Jia Zhang would not agree with what Chen Guoliang said.

He quickly retorted, "What do you mean by stealing? I closed the door for you, and you paid me. Just give it to me! You even poisoned me inside. Chen Guoliang, you will not have a good death."

"Since you keep saying that it was the reward I gave you, did you hear me say it yourself?"

"You were asleep, how could you tell me!" Jia Zhang said as a matter of course.

"Since you said I was asleep, you took it without asking. Taking it without asking is stealing. And you're breaking into a house and burglarizing it."

At this point, Chen Guoliang touched his nose and said a little embarrassedly: "Besides, do you think there is a possibility that I was not asleep at all, but was poisoned?"

"What, Guoliang, are you poisoned? Let's go to the hospital!"

When Liu Li heard Chen Guoliang say that he was poisoned, she, who had been listening to the heated debate between her son and the old woman with great interest, suddenly panicked when she heard that Chen Guoliang was poisoned.

I don’t know if he forgot he was a doctor, or if he knew that gastroenterology was not his strong point. Anyway, he didn’t say he would examine me, but instead said he would send me to the hospital.

"Mom, mom, mom, don't worry. I'm fine. I just need a good sleep."

Under Liu Li's pull, Chen Guoliang hurriedly explained.

"Nonsense, if you were poisoned, why didn't you die? Why hasn't our Dongxu woken up yet? You deliberately poisoned our Dongxu to death."

Naturally, Jia Zhang didn't believe such words and immediately started shouting again.

"Mom, Dongxu actually woke up just now and went to the bathroom."

Just when Jia Zhang was shouting happily, Qin Huairu's weak voice was heard beside her.

"Hmm?" Jia Zhang's voice suddenly weakened.

Listening to Jia Zhang's reasoning, Zhao Kai also felt a headache: "Okay, this female comrade. Stop making trouble. Now the matter is clear.

No one wanted to poison your family, but you broke into the house and committed burglary. Our subdistrict office needs to deal with this matter."

When Jia Zhang heard that the Street Office not only did not help her, but also wanted to hold her accountable for burglary, she was immediately unhappy.

In her opinion, there was no such thing as burglary.

Chen Guoliang lay in the room without closing the door, and the food was placed on the table.

It would be a waste if it was left alone, so what was wrong with her taking it? Didn't I help close the door?

If someone gets poisoned after eating something brought out from Chen Guoliang's house, then Chen Guoliang should be held responsible.

She felt that her logic was flawless and even very reasonable.

When Jia Zhang was unhappy, the most common method she used was naturally the technique of greeting.

I sat down on the ground with my buttocks, and my legs slammed. It started immediately.

"They are bullying us. Everyone, come and see! The officials are bullying us. Old Jia, come up and see. We, an orphan and a widow, are being bullied to death!

No one cared about him being poisoned by that kid Chen Guoliang, and now the officials are accusing me of stealing.

Lao Jia, come up quickly and take them all away!"

In this regard, Jia Zhangshi was indeed a professional. Her professional movements, coupled with her shrill tone, made people in the courtyard feel a chill in their backs even in broad daylight.

"Uncle Zhao, is what she did considered as promoting feudal superstition? I read in a book that promoting feudal superstition will result in three types of punishment: criminal, administrative, and reeducation through labor, depending on the circumstances. Is that correct?"

Just when everyone's hearts were chilled by Jia Zhang's howling, Chen Guoliang's somewhat doubtful voice rang out.

Zhao Kai, who was also somewhat upset by the howling and wanted to shoot Jia Zhang, immediately remembered this incident when he heard what Chen Guoliang said.

Although the young comrade in front of me looks tall and big, he is still only 15 years old.

It was normal for a child not to understand feudal superstition. But he did not expect Chen Guoliang to have a clear understanding of policies and laws.

Suddenly I couldn't help but become interested.

So he smiled and replied: "That's true. She is indeed promoting feudal superstition. What kind of punishment do you think should be given to her according to her circumstances?"

Chen Guoliang pretended to think for a moment, then said, "Those with serious circumstances will be sentenced to prison, detention or control, or sent to a farm for labor reform.

If the circumstances are minor, it should be an administrative penalty, such as a fine or detention."

Zhao Kai was shocked when he heard this. "You really saw it? You know it so clearly?"

Then he asked, "Do you think her behavior is light or heavy? How should we deal with it?"

"I think her case is extremely serious. We should just execute her!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene suddenly became quiet.

Jia Zhang stopped making a fuss, and those who were watching the fun stopped discussing it.

My goodness, I often see living Bodhisattvas, but this is the first time I have seen a living King of Hell like you.

Just because I called out to Old Jia twice, you're going to send him to be shot?

Zhao Kai heard this and said: "Okay, I didn't have to ask this question. This is not something a 15-year-old kid can come up with. This kid is a living devil!"

He coughed twice, bringing everyone back from their shock.

"Well, this lady, considering that you had a reason and the circumstances were relatively minor, I will not bother with you this time. Be careful not to do it again next time, or I will really take you to a farm for reform."

When Jia Zhang heard that she didn't need to be shot, she immediately became active again and quickly got up and agreed, "Yes, yes, comrade, I understand. I will never do it again next time."

What is the most difficult thing for Jia Zhang to accept?

Apart from death, the next most worrying thing is probably going back to the countryside.

After much difficulty, I married into a city family from the countryside and finally said goodbye to the days of working in the fields.

Now my son has grown up and can earn money.

There is also a daughter-in-law to serve him every day. He can sleep until he wakes up naturally, and there is food when he wakes up.

After eating, I would either continue to sleep or chat with the young girls and wives in the courtyard about local gossip.

Even a god wouldn't change this day.

But what is it like in the countryside? They can’t even afford steamed bread or corn paste. It’s good enough to have sweet potato residue and sweet potato leaves.

I was so hungry that I ate the bark off the tree and stuffed the Guanyin soil into my stomach.

This is to make a lady from the city work in the countryside. What is the difference between this and taking her life directly?

Now she heard the director of the subdistrict office say that if she dared to scold the officials again, she would be sent to the countryside to work. This was like a fatal blow to her.

Naturally, he didn't dare to sit on the ground and make a scene anymore.

As for promoting feudal superstition? What is that? Wasn't she criticized because she was too excited and scolded the leader of the street office?

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